Thursday, November 26, 2009

Burying Bubba

A while back when my Grandson Denver had just learned to walk and talk my son had brought my favorite little boy for a visit. My oldest son Mark sits his son down on the back deck to show off his walking and standing skills. Then my Grandson speaks the first word his Grandfather Vollrath hears him say.

"Cat"

His little finger points towards Bubba.

Bubba died this week under that same deck and today I buried him.

3 comments:

Désirée said...

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Pets become so dear and close to your heart.

Joan Sandford-Cook said...

Sorry about Bubba but what a lovely memory. Don't worry about delay with the art exchange, I know it will come when you are able.

Robert A Vollrath said...

Thank you both

I'll be writing more animal stories after the first draft of my feature script is done.