I have to take a moment to say goodbye to my little buddy.  He was my work partner, my reason for getting up (at all hours of the night), and my confidant.  Having a pet can make us better, and my little buddy made life better for me.

Over the last few months, I have known that this day was coming.  At 13 years old, he was still working to be with me, to make me feel better.  He never left my side, whether I was sad or sick.

I honor his life, and the part he played in mine.  He will always be remembered with love.  I will miss his little face, but it will not be forgotten.