23.8.13
Hey little buddy, although I didn't get to see you for the last time, thank you for being there for me when I rambled on and on and on about everything that was bothering me. Even though there were times (your every squeal when a plastic bag rustled) did annoy me at times when I felt super moody, I think I'm going to miss them now. I always liked it when you would stay still when I scratched under your chin or the way you would snuggle into the towel when I tried to blow dry you after a shower. Despite the countless times where your poop would get onto my hand when I tried to change your newspaper, I think I'm going to miss you.
