I’m lying here with Kiri, thinking of you.
We are all going to miss you so, so much. Words cannot express how sad I feel, at your loss.
To see you today — after you’d been missing for 24 hours — was magical. Until I saw your poor feet and legs.
I have never seen an animal alive, but so mangled. I couldn’t believe that you were in such good spirits when you saw me. Your face said it all; if an animal could talk, you’d have said: ‘I’m so glad to see you – thank fuck you’re here’.
thought hoped we’d managed to get to you in time. We thought hoped you were going to be OK.
So now, as I lie thinking of you and wishing, with my whole being, that you were still here, I cannot believe that you’ve gone. And we’re never going to see you again.
Our beautiful furry faced child.
My rock, when things were fraught and scary. You’ve seen me through the worst of times and the best of times.
Through devastating losses, when I held on to you, as my heart was breaking. Then after the arrival of our much wanted babies, when I clung to you for comfort and normality.
When everyone said we wouldn’t love you as much, when the Twinkles arrived — as though we wouldn’t have enough love spare for you and Kiri — you made everything feel safe and normal. When things were strange and new, I buried my face in your soft fur and you made everything OK.
My beautiful, special, furry faced child.
I have spent a quarter of my whole life in your company. I cannot begin to express how much you meant to me. And just how much I’ll miss you.
Rest in peace.