Just needed to share with people who understand. He was old, like 13 or 14, and I knew the end was getting close. Came home from working out of town for a week. Had to carry him to bed last night and when I woke up this morning he had passed in his sleep right next to me.
Very grateful for the time we had together, we went through a lot. Extremely grateful that he waited until I got back and I got to say goodbye and tell him I loved him before he passed. Feeling very raw right now, this hot way harder than I thought it would. I guess you can never be fully prepared for something like that, and I'll miss him like crazy. But I'm glad he's in a place with no pain, and hopefully lots of food 💚 motherfucker loved pizza especially.
Bye Willie, I'll carry you in my heart forever