Saturday, May 7, marked five years (already?) since our “baby Bowie” took off for the Rainbow Bridge. How I miss him.
He sure loved to have his back rubbed, and would stand or sit on the floor beside me for hours, if need-be, looking at me until I would get the hint that it was time for me to rub his back!
At which time he would jump up onto my lap, turn so his back faced me, sit down and wait for me to stroke away. At other times, he would just stand on my lap and enjoy the strokes. (Flynn has gotten so he likes head and back rubs, too.)
Yours in missing Bowie,
Bowie Angel graphic source: Ann, Zoolatry