It’s 6 months now since we had to let you go. I still tear up thinking of you. It’s not a home without you, Harvey. I miss the way you used to mutter to yourself over your breakfast; the way you would fist-bump my foot with your nose as a greeting; the way you’d hide then jump out to scare us. I miss so many things about you. I miss the smell of your clean fur, the feel of your warm kisses and the cheeky way you’d wag your tail. I miss our naps together. I miss so much about you, you little brat. Wish you were here. Binky free, Harvey
