Not a day goes by that I don't miss my hairy little BFF Oslo. The number of times Carl and I talk about him is ridiculous.
I wonder constantly if we have done the right thing being away from him in the US. I am hoping that it all pays off and when we get back to NZ he has a happy chilled out family to hang out with instead of the horrible stress bunnies we used to be.
But it still hurts not to have my crazy little mate around for company.
Here's two pics of him at his happiest that make me smile - running with a ball on the beach, and lazing in the backyard under the shade of the peach tree.
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