My beautiful boy Freddie passed away in January this year and despite 6 months now having gone by I am still really not coping.
He was my little saviour, the rescue boy who came to us when my life was in a terrible place with my ongoing disability. He saved me from feeling that I had no reason to live and he gave me strength and joy every day.
I'm not sure really why I'm posting this but I feel like those around me are getting sick of me saying I miss him, like I should have moved on by now.
He was taken very suddenly by a cancer we didn't know he had, he was only 8 years old and I believed we had many seasons left together, bounding along the beach and tracking through the fallen leaves in Autumn. He was my whole world.
Please give your little companions an extra big cuddle tonight, if he was here I would never stop holding him.