My sweet Odin.
My baby O, my Dodo.
From the day I brought him home at 8 weeks old, he was glued to my side. My constant companion, I never had to look for him.
He was the sweetest, goofiest, most loyal and loving boy. Kisses and toys were as natural and essential to him as breathing.
I’ve never known another living being to greet each day with such enthusiasm and joy.
He could brighten even the darkest of days with his derpy disposition, a wagging tail, and a whichever toy he deemed his favorite that day.
He is missed fiercely.