My little fighter, I never expected to find you had gone this morning, not after the way you rolled about in the bubble wrap, paws in the air laughing your socks off last night, gobbling up your last supper with such vigour you looked so happy and content as I bid you goodnight, no warning it would be the last time. Your insulinoma was a blessing in disguise, you went from my bitey meanie to such a sweet loving old man with daily kisses. The bond you had with Raven was so amazing, she has cried none stop just like her mum after finding you asleep this morning. Run free and go find Eddie my little man, love you and miss you forever xx