My boy. He passed away at the age of 12, on his birthday November 27th.
I will miss him terribly.
My mom called and told me. She stayed with him the whole time.
My dad is beyond himself.
He was the baby when us kids moved out of the house.
I am so glad I got to see him one more time at Thanksgiving and rub his belly.
And kiss him and tell him he was a good boy.
Because he was such a good boy. The best.