Said goodbye to Jasper today, my boy of 15 years. I knew it was coming and I thought I was ready to absorb the blow but I so so was not.

I got him when I was 15 years old and struggling with depression. He was the goodest boy, a loyal companion to the whole family for 15 years.

He was diagnosed with a brain tumor in October but did so well until this week, then today just took a complete nose dive. He passed in my arms about 30 minutes ago. One minute he was eating sweet potato out of my hands, the next he was gone.

I regret not spending more time with him. Please cuddle your good boys/good girls tonight and don’t make the same mistake as me.