Moli

Visiting dad today. He had had sore back few days and nights now, and therefore was given some stronger medicine in the afternoon. So he was painless as I got in, but quite tired.

I brought him the small soft toy terrier, that I had bought from Tallinn, Estonia a week ago, and I think he liked it.

We talked this and that (I mostly did not understand a thing about the issue) and nurses washed him and he had his late supper and they put him into bed. Very nice long evening we had. I showed him photos and told all near future news from familymembers...

It seemed that he felt very relaxed having the little dog as a companion - and took it sleeping with him.

I named the little toy as Moli.
That was the name of the first black poodle, that my father ever had. He still remembered the name.

Alzheimer running in the family is an awful thing.

Susanna