Remembering my most lovely Mondy (Dec. 16,1994-June 2 ,2007) today, the anniversary of the day she left us

My dearest Mondy, my Alimondmon, my Come Baby.

I miss you every day. I see a lot of you in Red, the way she follows me around the way you used to, how she demands to be carried. But you are you and she is she, and I miss you so much. I miss your sleeping on my lap. I miss your antics. I so wanted you with me that, what the hell, who cares if I didn't into law school? Remember that silent deal I made? If I didn't get into law school that year (1995), I get you?

I got the winner. I got you.

A little more than 12 wonderful years with a wonderful baby.

I love you, my baby, my Come Baby.

I will miss you always, until we're together again.

Lovingly remembering Prudence (April 2, 1999-January 13, 2006) today, the anniversary of her birth

Happy birthday, Pru-pru.

We should have had you longer. You gave us so much joy. Thank you for those years you were with us. For those times you would escape the store and go up to my parents' room and lick their faces.

I love you, dearest Pru-pru. We shall be together again someday.

In loving memory of Five (February 8, 1998-September 30, 2012) on the anniversary of his birth

Happy birthday, Five.

The strongest of them all, and yet so beautiful.

We miss you so much. You were so much a part of the store and our lives. You were mistreated by those fucks, but you remained beautiful.

We remember you today, as we remember you always.

Happy birthday, Five.

We love you always.

Lovingly remembering Prudence (April 2, 1999-January 13, 2006) today, the anniversary of her death

My dearest Pru,

I fell again today, perhaps to remind me that today is your death anniversary. You gave so much joy to me and my parents, the latter who wanted you so much.

We always loved you, Pru, and we always will. Mommy and Daddy are gone now, and perhaps you are together, in all the funny ways back then.

I love you, Pru. Death doesn't change that.

Lovingly remembering Garpy (Dec. 29,1982-Aug. 10, 1991) today, the anniversary of his death

My dearest Garpy,

You were such a gift (in fact you were) and a blessing to me. How could I have survived those years had you not been there?

I love you, my baby.

Those lonely nights when I would stay up to write, and you would stay up as well, chewing on a bone. Or those mornings we would chase each other around and sometimes knock some items down, like the black swan. Those times I held you in my bed, as you slept on me.

I love you, my Garpolito, "dear darling of my soul," and I miss you. You gave me so much.