I rescued this sweet boy of mine at 8 weeks. He was 12 years old when he left us last Sunday 3-25-23, and he was the very best boy. He was our second baby and he was so friendly, never met a stranger and was always good with any foster baby I brought home. He was never too busy to give love. He loved the sun and, believe it or not, he loved lettuce. He loved snacks of every kind. He dried many tears and heard a lifetime full of secrets and conversations which he always was glad to do. He will be missed more than words can say. We never had kids. Our fur babies are our kids and losing him has definitely broken our hearts. My life was so much more blessed because he was in it. Not goodbye just till we meet again, my sweet boy. I love you always.