14/04/2026
There is an empty space everywhere I expect you to be.
The house feels quieter than I ever realised it could. I miss all your little noises, the ones I never even noticed until they were gone. I still find myself reaching down, expecting your head to push up into my hand… and there’s just nothing.
You were my constant for 10 years. Through everything. The truest, purest kind of love.
We’ve been through so much together, my Musca boy. I miss you more than I can put into words. We all do, Matt, Rupert, Ceva, and me.
You taught me, no matter how hard the day feels, watching a dog find joy in the simplest things, a walk, a smell, a moment, can ground you and lift you in a way nothing else can. And you never know which walk will be the last… so go. Get out there. Don’t wait. And take that with you! Find the joy in the small things. Even on the toughest days, the sun on your skin, the wind in your hair.
I’ll carry that with me, every single day, and I’ll think of you in all the good moments. 🤍 🌻🐾