I took his body to the vet today. I just couldn't take care of it myself. I don't have a place to bury him and I couldn't bring myself to throw him away. I wrapped him in his favorite blanket and said my goodbyes. I just never imagined it would be so hard. I have a friend that is going to give me tattoo in his memory if I want it. I think I'm going to get is little footprints on my foot because when I let him walk arount the house he would alway just walk over to me and sit on my foot. He was always such a mommas boy 
