Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Chowder Powder

We lost cute little Chowder (WOULD I?!) over the weekend. My favorite memory of Chowder was when I was holding him facing me and poking his chest, and he actually boxed my face! It was this incredible, swatting the sides of my head a few times before jumping out of my arms that I had never seen before, but it was so cute (minus his agony at my annoying him).



And through all of this we have to wonder: BELLE, HOW ARE YOU STILL GOING?! My little baby is 19 and still going strong, even though everyone else around her seems to drop like flies. Keep on keeping on, Binks. Chowder... we miss you :'(

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