This last week my little baby turned 9 years old.
He's been such a delightful little kid who always melts our hearts.
My mum always called him her little angel.
He would spend hours and hours snuggling with her while she battled her Cancer.
He was only 2 and a half when she passed away and he was the most patient snuggler I've ever seen.
When on holidays one year he took out all the kitchen utensils and pretended he was a plumber.
Having never ever seen anyone attending to plumbing before.
He is always into the wildest play that is going on.
and is always ready with a smile.
And will wear whatever will keep him warm.
I find myself regularly dragging him away from all sorts of mischief.
This Murray Cod was almost as big as him.
He had no fear in trying to hold it up.
(We did release this old man cod back into the very low river, which dried up about a month later in the drought. He was not found dead thank goodness. He was probably about 50 years old!)
His love for animals is huge and he will spend hours and hours with them.