Gavin Smiley


I was culling some photos off of the hard drive today when I came across this old pic of Gavin; I sure do miss my smiley boy. It reminded me that he was always one to leave his toys intact. He would nibble on ears, toes,¬†or flippers and occasionally tear a hole in one, but they repairable with a needle, thread, and a little blood sacrifice. Sometimes, it’s the slobbered on, smelly memories that are the best.