My Buddy, Teddy
I lost my buddy on June 5th, 2020. It’s amazing how such a little creature can leave such an immense void. Though the tears have lessened with each passing day, there has yet to be a tearless day.
I adopted Teddy from a rescue. His life before becoming a member of our family was spent with a breeder. Teddy knew nothing about being a pet, but he knew everything about giving unconditional love. He latched onto me and became my shadow. He could not understand how I ever survived without him. Now that he’s gone, I feel much the same.
Teddy was adopted as a “senior”, so we were only gifted with a few short years with him. Frankly, time is irrelevant but it does seem to drag by without my buddy.
Hope to see you soon, T-Bear. Daddy loves you so much.