Anonymous
Dear One's, I have worked on Timmy's house for about 12 years now, I work the night shift. Timmy was my favorite. He was never a problem, and he was so loving. Tim had skin that felt like silk. I would run my hand over his face and neck and whisper to him how soft his skin was and what a special fellow he was and he would lean into me and just drink up the attention. Tim could feed himself, but when I would work over on day shift, some of his food would be left in his plate that he could not scoop up, I would feed him the rest of the food and he loved that, Tim loved his food and drink. Sometimes during the night when I heard him awake in his room I would go and reposition him and talk to him a bit, he would get a huge smile on his face and give a cute little chuckle. It was a shock to us all when Tim passed. We had heard that he was getting better, and then the call came that he had died. I must say that I cried, he is and always will be a little sweetheart. Please accept my deepest sympathy at your great loss. Cookie##imported-begin##Cookie Howard##imported-end##