Poor Macky
Macky and I have a lot in common.
I know, I know. I know what you’re thinking — we share our stunning good looks, our eating habits (eating 24/7), our cute personalities, and much more. But we now share one more thing: we have both broken our femur bones in our legs.
Pray for Macky and wish him the best. He’ll be in the hospital for a few days and then might need surgery come Tuesday-ish. It’s probably best that he gets his rest in the hospital. They said we can come visit him whenever we want, so that was certainly something nice to hear. This house is definitely going to be a lot different without him around the next week or so.
Rebecca and I miss him dearly; we keep playing the “what’s Macky doing right now” game and the “if Macky was here right now, he would be doing…” game. Sunny misses his play-buddy and he now resorts to trying to clean my ears, and not Macky’s. Mowie misses invoking fear into lil Macintosh, but she looks forward to gaining a friend in Sunny.