So many people ask me “how is Jasper?”. Especially people who really knew the special bond Jasper and Richard had.
And well like they say... a picture’s worth a thousand words…
Jazzy has found his own way of adapting to the loss of Daddy.
I call it squeak therapy.
He will do this many, many times a day. He just hangs on my bed and squeaks his blue puppy to his heart’s content.
I often hear him from across the house and for some reason it has become a peaceful sound to me.
Maybe I should start some squeak therapy...seems to really be working for Jasper. :)