Our beautiful Bramble Pie, from the kill shelters in Romania to our home where you filled it with chaos, joy and love. You've left a huge void and we miss your waggy tail in the morning, your goofy smile and the balls of fluff everywhere. I feel like my right arm is missing, our walks are not the same and the house is silent. You are sorely missed by everyone who knew you and even people from afar who read your storey. Fly high my beautiful boy, until we meet on the rainbow bridge. Love mamma and papa, Izzy and your brother Cole.