We’ve just had something very sad happen in our immediate family. My sister’s dog, Oscar, whose nickname was Oscar Bud, passed away over the weekend. He was very old – I don’t think anyone knows exactly how old because my sister got him from the pound – and had not been doing very well for a while, so it was somewhat expected. But still very, very sad.
Everyone in our family loved Oscar. He was very special. Here he is in a lighter moment dressed up like his namesake:
Here are a couple of photos my sister sent that are the last photos of Oscar, O, C, and me together shortly before I moved to Vietnam. [When I showed these photos to my coworker, Nhung, earlier today, she said "Who is that, your brother?" - talking about me. I said "No, that's me," and she said "Mập quá!" which basically means "So fat!" I guess I've lost 10 or so pounds since I've been here and she didn't recognize me. I will try to gain them back in the next month so that when I return to the U.S. in December no one there will have that same problem. I do look kind of fat in them though.]:
Needless to say, my sister and her family are all very upset about losing Oscar. In our family, pets really become members of our family, so it’s always tough to lose them. But Oscar was even more special than usual and we will all miss him terribly. Fortunately, we had a lot of good times and funny times with Oscar over the years, and we’ll try to focus on those.
We love you and miss you Oscar Bud!!!