Wednesday, September 8, 2010
David, My baby doll...
This is a picture of Lily with one of my first baby dolls, David. I got him when I was 6 years old, so he is 57 years old. I loved to dress him and put him in his bassinet. I have saved him all these years for a daughter, or in reality, granddaughter. He was named after my cousin because he looked exactly like him when he cried. I need to bring him back out because she does not remember playing with him. It is strange how their first years of memory just drop off.
I find I am missing Bess more than I thought I would. It was love at first sight. I walked into Brian and Shannon's house and she ran to me like a bullet. Once we were at home, she was perpetual motion. Not good in a pup with heart worms. She is about to start on her treatments. I know she will find someone else to love her.