My flight to come home was leaving in 6 hours, not being able to say goodbye to you will forever be one of the hardest things I’ve ever gone through. It’s been 3 months since you’ve passed and I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that you are gone. One night you were acting very different from your normal self so my family took you to the vet for a check up. You were internally bleeding from a tumor on your spleen. The vet said it looked like you had it for some time, but you were hiding your pain from us until you couldn’t take it anymore. They couldn’t believe you were still running around with your wiggle butt wanting to play with the level of pain you were in. I begged my family to try to keep you comfortable until my flight home landed in 6 hours, but with the internal bleeding and pain your were in it was selfish to not let you go. I wish I could have been there to say goodbye, but you were surrounded by love in your final moments which is more than I could ever ask for. Thank you for listening to me talk about school drama, sitting with me while I did homework, being there for every teardrop and breakup, bringing me a toy every time I walked through the front door, and growing up with me. Your toys still sit untouched and your bed still stays in your favorite spot. It was the best 10 years I could have asked for, but it went by too fast.