Because one of my “giant babies” (so I called her), her name was Dreamy, died today.

We thought she already recovered well. I wanted to visit her in the afternoon, but was to lazy/stupid, didn’t want to “disturb”, to walk by unannounced, by my ex-wife’s house.

She is in a better place now and will never be forgotten as part of our family. It doesn’t matter for me, if you’re an animal, or human, every life counts.

I hope my daughters, they are on holidays, get over it without any regrets, too.