Run free Pickle
I hope there is a lovely sofa to climb over the rainbow bridge.
Pickle has been through a lot with us - my Mother dying, the whole Pandemic to date, my Father dying. He has always been gentle, if mischievous and a gorgeous big bundle of fur. I thought he would go on forever but some nasty disease got in the way.
He loved climbing the sofa and did it so expertly. Right up until about a month ago. He was 2 years and 2 months.
But he was ready to go.
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