My friend and companion of over 16 years was put to sleep Wednesday, November 4.
It’s difficult to convey how much he was part of my life. He was my every day friend who was by my side in good times and bad.
Now, I walk through my home and I see where his food and water used to be. In my bedroom’s walk-in closet is where his bed was. When I get up from my desk, I still think: “I should take him outside.” Yes, a 16-year habit is going to be hard to break.
Goodbye, my friend. You are missed.