Now I wonder why I didn’t carry SINGA much for the first 2 months, but he seemed so content simply watching the world go by… He was always right were I was in his little cushioned laundry basket. SINGA was laying underneath our trees a lot and he loved looking at the leaves dancing in the wind. We often put some fresh flowers next to him and the birds in our back yard were singing happily for SINGA… there was no need for busy mobiles or noisy toys.
These were the days before myPouch entered our life.
These were the days before myPouch entered our life.