It’s been little over a week since the death of my dear friend Otello, and life slowly starts to move forward again. I still get restless around the time we normally would take a walk, or go out to play, but now it feels more like a good memory than just being painful.
Being able to follow my new puppet Garm has made it much easier to find something positive to focuse on. Next week the decision on which puppet is going to be mine will be made. The choise stands between four amazing little fellows, so eigther way the result will be just perfect.