One Month Without My Furry Chaos Agent

It’s been a month since my four-legged tornado left this world, and honestly, the house is way too quiet. No more shoes mysteriously vanishing. No more dramatic sighs when I dared to sit somewhere he’d claimed as his throne. I keep expecting to find fur in my coffee or a sock in my bed, but nope—just silence and way too much order. I thought I’d share a few of his greatest hits: the time he tried to befriend a vacuum cleaner (spoiler: the vacuum won), or when he photobombed every Zoom call with his butt. He was a professional goofball, and I wouldn’t trade those memories for anything. If you’ve ever loved a pet, you know the drill: they wreck your routine, steal your snacks, and somehow make every day better. Here’s to all the silly pets out there, past and present. Miss you, buddy. 🐾 #PetMemories #FurryFriends #PetLoss #Pets