Snippets of Grief

 Since you're not here, that means I get to eat your piece of birthday cake as well as my own. I may buy you a birthday present that I give to myself, too. I'm not sure yet. I probably shouldn't. Your death is causing me to get fatter & go broke, I hope you realise.

 Happy birthday, ferretfeatures. I can't believe it was only 43 days ago that my world was turned upside down; and I can't believe it was so long ago, either. Mostly I still can't really believe you're gone. Will I ever? Your dog's fine, by the way. She was goofy as hell for a while, slept it off, and now she's all good. Thanks for looking out for her (I know you were).