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Aug 13, 2007 11:29

So as many of you are probably aware, Gnasher is dead. It wasn't unexpected: he was 19 years old and his kidneys stopped working. Very much the same thing that happened to his brother.

I miss him, but it comes in bursts. It was very strange last night, going to sleep and not having someone walk on my head and say MWOW in a loud and irritable tone of voice. I don't need to leave the door open for him. I don't need to give him his pills. He doesn't come for a cuddle. It's very weird. Most of you will probably know that I was very close to Gnasher, more so than to his brother. He thought I was his mummy and got grumpy if I left the house for too long. He lived in my bedroom for most of his life. Whenever I had a fish finger sandwich I always cooked an extra one for Gnasher.

So here's to Gnash, with a video in his honour:

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