You sweet thing.  I go outside to relax, breathe, and look for you lounging in the sun with silly squinted eyes.

You were the kindest soul with not a single rough edge.  This place needed you.  I miss you dear Luna – the way you’d tilt your head into my hand until you nearly rolled over.

I miss your howl. Breezy misses you. Oh, how he misses you. He is confused, sad, and aimless.

PBJ will never be the same, little Luna.

Thank you for choosing us, thank you for choosing me.

We ♥ you.