A Farewell to Queen: Forever Loved, Forever Missed

Yesterday, the world lost a little light, and I lost a piece of my heart.

Queen, my sweet girl, passed away just shy of her 16th birthday. She wasn’t just a pet—she was my best friend, my shadow, my comfort through the hardest days and the reason I smiled on the good ones. Nearly 16 years of unconditional love, soft nuzzles, and the quiet kind of companionship that only animals seem to know how to give.

Losing her feels unbearable. The silence in the house echoes more now. Her favorite spots—by the window, on the couch, curled at my feet—feel painfully empty. I keep expecting to hear her footsteps, or to glance down and see her eyes looking up at me.

But what I do feel, stronger than anything, is the love she left behind. It’s stitched into every memory. It’s in the quiet mornings we shared. It’s in the way she’d curl into my side when the world felt heavy. It’s in every walk, every tail wag, every moment she gave me her whole heart without hesitation.

Queen was gentle, wise, and endlessly loyal. Even in her final days, she carried herself with the grace that earned her her name. She gave her all, right until the end.

Today, I said goodbye to more than a pet—I said goodbye to family. And while my heart is shattered, I know she’s running free now. No pain, no limits—just peace. Just joy.

Fly high, sweet little angel.
You were loved more than words could ever say.
You will always be my girl.
Always.