I still remember the winter day I brought you home to my apartment for the first time. It was an awkward and unfamiliar time for each of us. I remember you giving a single yelp for your mother from across the room. After an hour, or so, you slowly gained confidence to approach me, to check me out. Before long, you began to attack my finger and we played until 2 AM. You slept in my bed that night and we were bonded forever from that time forward. You were my "kid" and my best friend. You cried when I left for work each morning and rejoiced each night when I came home to be with you. I miss you and will always love you.