Phumba

Would genuinely bite my ankle when I turned away from him and follow me to the gate barking alll the way. I remembered mocking him and he got so furious he started spinning AND barking. He was such an odd ball but deep down he was a sweetheart(at least when it came to food)
I would do anything to hear his bark again and to mock him just once and see him do his little furious spins and growling. He really made my days so much more brighter.

✎ What are you most thankful for?
His little chinese face. and diva walk. Loved waking up seeing them all the time.

Everyday I have hope that he will come back home. I want him to come back, even in an urn, anything to have him back home. And if he is already dead, I truly pray he is happy in doggy heaven with his own large bowl of dog food and the fanciest bed and someone petting him everyday because he deserves that much.