So it's been a year since Mr. Softie passed, today is the anniversary.

Miss the little guy a lot. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about him and miss him. I often visit his grave outside and just sigh to myself. It sucks, but I gave him the best life I possibly could, he didn't want for nothing. So I take some solace in that fact, that in his time here on earth I did right by him and loved him dearly.