I have Spy's favorite ball, his leash, his harness and his collar.
I have his empty dish. I keep it in my sewing room and fill it to the brim with memories.
I have his newest toy which became his favorite toy. I wish I had bought it sooner.
I keep that ugly, purple, squeaky thing at my bedside along with a tiny box. In the box, I have, and I love that I have, a small lock of his hair. A perfect, soft and silky blend of gray, black and brown. To this I say good-night.
Good night, my fearless otter fighter
Good night, my brave, big little guy
Good night, my sweet boy
I'll see you in my dreams.
With love, Clair, Ian, Tia and MeeToo