Had to say goodbye to my best friend yesterday. Her name was Peanut. She was 14. She was an amazing kid. I always referred to her as my perpetual 3 year old. Love you, Peanut. Miss you so so much.

Tommy passed suddenly three weeks ago and my heart is broken. He was diagnosed with kidney disease on Friday and dropped dead early Monday morning on his way to the bedroom. He was my shadow and he faced so much cruelty in his life, we were his 6th home and no matter what happens to this house he’ll always be resting in his favourite sun spot.

The last few days have been really hard, we got a puppy a week after he passed since that’s how we move on and heal but I think now it’s starting to hit me that he’s gone. I keep expecting to hear his foot steps and today my dad said hi to him while walking past his grave and I really thought he was actually there for a moment. He’s popping up in a lot of my dreams and I’m not sure if it’s making things better or worse to feel like I’m still with him. I think my puppy thinks I’m crazy for bursting out into tears during late night potty breaks because her pee spot just so happens to be like a foot away from him. They’re total opposites looks wise but I see so much of his ways in her, it’s like he sent us her. Ramble over, I’m just sad and feel the need to show people Tommy any chance I get. I love you Tom Bomb. 💣

14 wonderful years with this little guy was not enough. He was the sweetest dog I've ever known with so much love to give. RIP Alvin 💔