We were reading night time stories the other evening, and Sammy was looking a picture of Patra that Anna has on her nightstand.
Kathleen asked him, "Sam, do you know who this is?"
"Isis?" He said.
"No, Sam, this is Patra, do you remember Patra?"
He looked at the picture, but didn't say anything that indicated he remembered.
"No, he doesn't remember Patra, too little." She said and ruffled the hair on his head. It was kind of sad watching this, and realizing that this loyal pooch that was around for so long, just missed the boat, and that he won't ever remember.
But we'll remember, and we can tell him what she was like. Its still sad though.