I thought I was more prepared For this day, but I guess you can’t prepare your heart for it actually happening. If you knew me, you knew how much liger meant to me. My first born, my bubbie, my beebs, my fuzzy butt. You helped me through my darkest days. And there to try and take the attention from the brightest (Lennon). What I would give to have one more day of your stinky nose kisses, you stealing everyone’s food, you crying every hr for more food, laying on my shoulders butt to face obviously, and never letting me work because how dare my hands be editing on the laptop when they could be petting you. If I had one more day I would give you the whole bowl of whipped cream. 16 years with you will have never been enough.