Oh Stink-woo. Tis a year ago today we got the terrible news you had cancer. I knew you did, I talked to you about it for weeks beforehand, it was one of the first things I read up about, nasal tumours. And on that Saturday that I found a small pool of blood on the floor, I knew, in my heart of hearts, the peaceful old age I had so wished for, for you, wasn't to be.
You sat there while I cried and hugged you, in your silent world, trusting me implicitly, while I finally knew it would take an absolute miracle to fix you this time. Meli couldn't fix it, at least I couldn't fix it so you could stay, only fix it to finally take away your pain.
But I asked you to send me someone else to care for and you being you sent me another little man who requires my love and fixing.
Miss you Stink-woo. Please watch over Tali and Berti. xxx
