Prepared.

Here he is my eldest.
I am worried about him. At times he doesn't look that healthy.
I hope I live as long as he does. He will never be able to live with someone else.
My kid knows and will take care of him if that would be the case.

Two days ago the start of a grave was made.
We talked about it. Bad things always happen during winter, if you do not count with it.

Two wolves had a look at the hole in the ground. Great would be if they made it deeper. We will partly use the sand to cover the shit. I hate to see it everywhere. None of my animals is doing it outside on the street.

Today I spent some time with him outside. The children said he was grumpy yesterday and did not want them to touch him.
I intended to make some steps and did (but it hardly counted hardly) and we stumbled through the garden.

We also paid his grave a visit. He was not willing to have a closer look at it but came close enough I saw it has to be twice as big.

We have still time.
Although I did not feel well it made him happy to see me stumble around. He must be wondering why I bother to walk at all. Way too hot to walk around without any reason.

After I tried I went to bed. I missed another night rest so need some extra rest.

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