Today, I made a very tough decision. Today, I said goodbye. Today, I lost my friend. If you've never met Oliver then you've never seen a real life version of Garfield. He loved to eat. He loved to beg for food. He love to have his chin scratched, his ears itched, and his neck "massaged." He loved to sit on your lap. He loved tuna out of the can. He loved to play with "mice" and straws. He was very lazy. He was scared of going outside but tried to sneak out when he could. He was beautiful and sweet and loved. He developed anxiety following the birth of Evie and hasn't been as happy or healthy since. And so today, I told him I loved him. I told him how lucky I was to have him and I held him one last time. Then I stroked his head as he took his last breath. I miss him.
b. February 14, 2000
d. June 23, 2009
My friend and companion. None will replace you.