Poor Bryndyl. He is missing his mama Folly already. I went to visit Siobhan for coffee this morning, and Bryndyl wouldn’t come out of Folly’s room to say hello.
Bryndyl usually greets me at the door, making it just about impossible for me to get in.
Siobhan — who also is missing Folly very much — said he has been acting pitifully, even though Folly has been gone only one day.
I hope that it starts getting better for him soon. The pain of separation is a tough one, since there is no real way to cure it. I’ll just have to start giving Bryndyl two hugs instead of one every time I see his lovely little face.