Mom got home from work and was very excited because she is a teacher and today began her Christmas break... 2 weeks of sleeping in and cuddling us! We can't wait.
But, then Mom checked the blogs. We all sat on the couch and settled down to hear your stories.
And then Mom gasped aloud- so loud that we shot up off the couch and asked her what was wrong.
And she told us, with tears streaming down her face, that the Pitti Pack experienced a tragedy last night. We are heart-broken for them.
Pip is going to do something awesome tomorrow. Please go to his blog and leave a comment. He will donate .50 for each comment left.
We are now digging in the couch cushions to find some moolah to donate.
What a sad sad sad day.
A true tragedy.
Run free, our dear furiends. Run free.