Looking out

 


I came across a sketch book with a couple of pictures in I had forgotten. This one is of our Forgi, Camy who died a couple of years ago. It was drawn 2  before that very sad day. Just a simple sketch, but seems to reflect the situation. He could barely move, needed help to walk and there was a whole space not  lived in by him, yet still he loved to watch and smell the fresh air and looked outward towards us.  How we loved him. How we miss him..

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