RIP?

Dear Molly,

   its been three weeks, i take it you’re not coming back. I just want to let you know how much i love you and i will miss you. you meant everything to me. I remember in grade 8 i got into an argument over cats versus dogs, i told my friends that i would die if you were to run away. well I’m dying. but its okay, you’re in a better place now…aren't you? i love how you were so relaxed. i love how you would sit and stare at me for hours on end. i love how you were always up for petting. i love how you didn't freak out when we bought you to Canada. i love how when we had staring contests you always let me win by winking at me. i love how your sandpaper tongue licked my wrists when i brushed you.i love how you would ferociously attack me when i would pet your belly. and i love how you attacked my ankles when i walk down the stairs. i love how you didn't give a fuck. i love how you would lie on my bed and expect me to lie around you when i fall asleep. i love how gentle you were with my puppy. and how you would hide behind things and jump out on him when he walked by. i love how photogenic you were. and i love how you would pose for the camera. i love how you would immediately greet me when i walked in the house (some days). i love the colours of your fur and how unique you are. basically i love everything about you.

i miss you Molly, i really do. i just hope you’re not suffering in any kind of way. love you to the moon and back a thousand times.

                                 Sherlock.