Still missing you terribly. But we don’t cry anymore. Instead your Daddy and I often reminisce about how naughty you were. In comparison, Paris and Belle are like angels. Been taking care of yourself and having fun over at the Rainbow Bridge? I hope so. You had always been sociable, so I’m assuming you have a lot of friends to play with.
Paris remembers you. Whenever I call out for you, be it out of habit or on purpose, her ears always perk up because she recognises the name. Belle, not so. But you always knew that you two never quite connected.