I can’t find the words to express how much I love and miss you — they don’t make those kind of words.
You stole my bath mat every single morning, you delightfully naughty pup. Now, when I get out of the shower, the bath mat is where it’s supposed to be. What I wouldn’t give for it not to be.
Counting the minutes till we’re together again — and for always.
Your Loving Daddy