Finnegan the Great, Protector of our Realm,
left us this afternoon surrounded by his family who had loved him for almost 14 years.
We will never again get to cuddle with him or feel his sweet kisses.
No more wake-up 5 a.m. calls from him so that he could go out and make sure there were no miscreants in the yard.
No more wake-up 5 a.m. calls from him so that he could go out and make sure there were no miscreants in the yard.
The sofa will be too big now without him in his spot at the end of my feet.
Who will tell us when it is time to go to bed?
Who will protect us from the big, bad world now that he is gone?
My heart is utterly broken.
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| Finnegan the Great - March 11, 2017 |
Goodbye, sweet baby.
