One of my best friends is gone. I’m going to miss that fur ball. I hope he knew how much I loved him. He was my only friend at one point in secondary school, he sat with me during my first heartbreak while I cried like a baby at university and on occasion after a long day id hold his paw and we’d lay together, nose to nose, just because I loved his company.

He watched me grow up for twenty years. Finding it rather hard to let him go. My heart is a bit broken at the moment.