R.I.P

My darling Sids final resting place. In the garden next to his brother.

It was horrible coming downstairs this morning and not getting my usual hello from him.
He always followed me into the kitchen complaining that he was hungry, then jumped up on my lap while I drank my morning coffee.
He was always waiting for me at the door when I had been out and then getting under my feet while I walked through the house.
I keep imagining I see him out of the corner of my eye.
16 years is a long time to part of someone's life. I miss him so much.