Today we mourn the one year anniversary of the passing of a very dear friend. Sonny died last year from a stroke aged just 8. Here's a photograph of him with me (I'm the one sitting up Sonny is looking at me). I met him just a year before. He was so lovely and calm. I bounded up to him the first day I met him and since then for a year I entertained him. I gave him a new lease of life even his housemates Beryl and Alan agreed. I still remember him and sometimes wait for him to walk through the conifers. We all miss him dearly.
