
She sings all the time. This morning's song:
I love my mama.
Yes I do.
I love my mama.
Yes I do.
My Ruskie mama.
No I eat.
My Ruskie mama.
No I eat.
I love my mama.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
I love my mama.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
My mama loves me.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
My mama loves me.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
My Ruskie mama . . .
The song stops. A small voice asks, "Mama, did Ruskie Mama love me?"
"Yes."
"Why no I eat?"
And here is Dandy's database picture. We are less sure of when it was taken.


2 comments:
You have an angel. The innocence and wisdom rolled into unconditional love she will know for a lifetime.
Oh my! So sweet and so sad at the same time. I'm so glad that she has a mama that she gets to Eat Eat Eat with.
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