We brought Bean Sprout home on Valentine's Day, seven years ago. Poor little fellow didn't even make it to his sixth birthday.
But boy, could he pose.
I don't think I'm being unfair to Bartlett by remembering El Fluffo. Bartlett fills our hearts. She's getting nicer by the minute. Smart. Pretty. A daily wonder.
Still, I guess you don't forget your old, gone puppies. And today happens to be a day when I think about Bean Sprout. He didn't like me much, but I liked him.
All this mourning and nostalgia, though... Just makes me so happy about Bartlett.
And, so you know, there is heart-shaped food happening at our house today.