by Chris
I miss you and I love you. I always will. I can't keep bringing myself down by going over the last hour of your life, so I am going to remember the funny cute things you did the 11 years and 29 days you were here with us.
Last Christmas, I sent you in to Ricky's room to wake him up. I said, "Go wake up Ricky, Beeb. Go get him!" and you ran over to his bed and started snuffling around his face and ears.
There was no ignoring you, ever.