Ok, so John and I have some good news and bad news. The good news is we have found a wonderful, loving family for Luke. The bad news is we have found a wonderful, loving family for Luke. Like I said in the last post, we have talked for hours about making the decision to let him go. It all comes down to John losing his job and not being able to afford Luke. Worst come to worst, John's family would take Riley, but adding Luke to that would be a huge responsibility for the Brays. Anyway, Sunday Luke went over for a play date with the family. I got to see the house and yard and meet the people. They loved him right away (of course they did, it's Luke..) but they wanted him that night. I said no way, we needed one last family night. Luke is by nature a snuggler. He loves nothing more than climbing on me and falling asleep. When we go to bed at night he jumps on the bed, starts at my feet, walks up my body, the slides down the side of me and falls asleep. Anyway, so on our last night this is what we did..... He crawled on me and fell asleep. Until I told John to get the camera. We all watched our tv as a family.
Luke also doesn't like flashes so when John took the picture, he turned the other way (still on me) and hid his eyes. This one was on a timer, but just an idea of what our last night was about.
Couldn't help but post this one...
Riley and Luke love each other. They love to play tug-o-war. Here, they are being lazy playing. About 30 min ago, John and I dropped off Luke. I think he knew what was going on b/c he looked sad and stood by the gate when we left. He also gave us each a bunch of kisses. I knew today I was going to be an emotional wreck, so I made gumbo. So as I sit here, glancing at the spot beside me where Luke spent most of his time (following me, always by my side), I try to remember that he's with a wonderful, loving family. And I'm going to try to wash away my sadness with a bowl of gumbo. Love you Luke.