One of my little brother’s good friends passed away in a freak accident early this morning. Gabe’s just devastated. I just want to hug him all the time! :( Eliot was a great guy.
He used to bring baby opossums to our house and let me play with them. They would only be a day old sometimes, but they could wrap their tails around your fingers and just hang there, upside down. Eliot used to find them on his farm all the time, I guess. He would keep them in a sock that he kept in his pocket, so it would be like a mother’s pouch for them. Cutest thing I ever did see. Also, watching Eliot, being a little person, trying to get up on our great dane to ride her around like a horse. :)
Needless to say, he will be sorely missed. A life cut too short is always such a sad thing.