The happiest memories are coming home & being greeted by Zorro’s squeaks. The mornings when he wakes up with us to fill his food bowl & lay in the morning sunshine. His big body plopping down on our wiggling toes so he can get his back massaged. Him keeping our feet warm at night. Wrapping him up in a burrito just like the baby he was. Him patiently waiting for a piece of meat while dinner is being cooked. He lost his original owner tragically & wasn’t found for days. Our family adopted him in & how brought so much healing & light into our lives. Our family suffered many sudden losses & Zorro was always the peaceful part of coming home. Zorro’s absence has pierced us deeply but now we know he is not in pain & with his original owner once again. We love you forever Zorro our squeaky boy. 🖤
