This is my mom, as snazzy as can be. That is her dog, Bonnie, in the foreground, and that is her Pop-pop, my grandfather to the left. I never met him. He passed the year before I was born.
Just last Tuesday, I brought my mom a slice, and we chatted out her window about the family dogs with my friend Christine Johnson. Only one week ago, chatting and having pizza together while she told me about Bonnie and the other family dogs. Life’s too darn short.😥