Just 12 short years ago and 3 months, I watched his birth, and that of his littermates Misty and Midnight. He was the firstborn, then Cyclone (a boy) who only lived three weeks, then Misty, then another one that looked like Avalanche, but never lived, and finally Midnight who needed help to take her first breath since their mama was too tired by then. They were always close even when outside just hanging about the yard.
They're going to miss his kisses.
And I don't know what Tornado is going to do without him. They were fast buds from the start and remained that way over the last 9 years.
I loved the way he loved, but I also loved his spirit. He was a lover AND a fighter.
Our "oreo cookie" is missing its filling.
I'll miss his zest for life, his confidence, and cuddling forever.