It’s been four weeks, and I still can’t think of words. My Oboe, my shadow, my baby boy, my best friend, you’ve been through the highest highs and lowest lows right here by our side in the past 12 years, making us laugh or smile with the wag of your tail and your funny sounds, surprises, and unpredictable ways. Thank you for making every moment count. You’ll be walking next to me wherever I go, till the day I die. Love you, forever.