I don’t know what to write, I don’t know what to say. Who would think this was one of the last photos of you, my Mille? My Iron Man. My friend and my faithful companion for twelve years. My heart is aching with every beat and my thoughts are only with you. All is tears and sorrow. But you went home in my arms, surrounded by your family.
You came to us May 9, 2002 and left us May 9, 2014. Isn’t that strange. I feel so very empty. Dried out. My boy is gone. Gone but yet never…gone. You will live for ever with us – a true and remarkable friend will never be forgotten. I know you are running free over ever green meadows and into an enchanted forest clad in cones for you to chase, and there will be a sea waiting for you at the end of the trees, where you will catch enchanted bubbles the whole summer.
Thank you, Mille, for being with us for twelve enchanted years. You will live for ever in our hearts and in our thoughts.