For all the kind words.
It sucks ass right now, and as the band Cinderella put it best, "You don't know what you got, 'til it gone". It's strange going about life without him being there. No sleeping on the bed, no waiting for me to come home from work, no begging for food, no jumping on your lap as soon as you sit down, no head-butts, no licking your hair after a shower, no laying on your arms as you type at the computer, no following me outside as I take out the trash, no following Wylie and I down the street as we go for a walk, etc.
It just sucks, but enough of my online grieving. Moving on.