|? 2003 - Sept 12, 2016|
Found on the street injured, starving and abandoned, people could count your ribs.
You made the intro for the podcast, you managed the floor for the videos, and at my side while editing.
Nothing went out without your help. You earned some well-deserved titles that many would not understand unless they knew.
Then, one day we went downstairs together to do some more work with the computers and the podcast, but suddenly you had trouble breathing.
I rushed you to the doctor, but the doctor who had known you for so long could not save you.
I had the pleasure of your friendship and love for 12 of your 13 years, and I wish it had been more.
Know that you are always welcome wherever I am, and I'm looking forward to seeing you again.
I've had some wonderful dog and cat friends in my life, but none so close, so special, and so complete as you.
Thank you, Pal.
Yuengling, you made my life.
Dark mother, take us in.
Let us be reborn