Emma
Emma wasn’t just a pet—she was family. From the very first moment we met, she had this quiet, gentle way of making the world feel a little softer, a little kinder. Whether she was curling up next to me after a long day, chasing her favorite toy with that goofy determination, or just resting her head on my lap, she had a way of making even the smallest moments feel special.
She had a spirit that was both calm and fierce—loyal to the core, protective, loving, and patient. Emma never asked for much, only love, and in return she gave it unconditionally every single day. It has been 673 days since you have been gone. You are missed every day.
As I hold you for the last time.

