I visited my parents house this past Sunday as I do every Sunday.  I go and stay with my father so my mom can slip away to church and then be free to do some shopping in the afternoon.  I introduced my father to Netflix so we have been catching up on our movie watching while we do some PT.  This is Muffin.  We got her 6 years ago when she fit in the palm of my hand.  We are trying to rehome her at the moment.  We are heartbroken about giving her up, but its hard enough that my mom has to single-handedly care for my dad.  But we won’t let her go until we find a really great place for her.  We have faith that we will find a perfect family for our Muffin.





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