I'm crying buckets right now. 
Thank God I'm the only one left here at work. You know, we've expected this but somehow when I see it in writing that he's gone, well, it doesn't make it any easier to accept.
My heart is breaking for you Chris and I feel your pain. You know, I still have all the pictures and videos of Bobby you emailed me over the past number of years - and hanging on my wall is your sketch of Bob that you did for me - of yes, and I have a lock of his fur. I'll stop babbling now.
RIP sweet Bob. I wonder if you ever know how loved you were/are from all around the world.
{{{hugs}}} Chris. 

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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