Thor

My dear Thor... it's hard to find the right words to thank you for being part of our lives for a wonderful 11 (almost 12) years. At the moment, the pain we feel still doesn't allow us to rest easy about the fact that you're gone. However, I'm sure that in a few years' time we'll remember you with the same nostalgia but without this giant weight on our hearts and we'll smile like we used to when we came home and saw you jumping off the sofa to greet us at the door wagging your mini tail. You were and will always be very special, our best friend, who gave us so much without asking for anything in return (except petting and affection).
I'll always remember when I picked you up, the smallest of the litter, and brought you home wrapped in blankets. For a long time you were afraid to go into rooms of the house where you hadn't been before, you were afraid of the noise of motorcycles and bags on the street and we felt, from an early age, that we had to protect you and your fragile heart.
We've done it all this time, perhaps not always with the patience you deserve, and so I ask you to forgive me for all the times I've been too lazy to take you out, that I haven't given you my full attention when you've come up to me with a toy in your mouth or that I've scolded you for barking for 10 minutes.
I'll never forget your joy every time I finished a roll of toilet paper, the way you unwrapped Christmas presents and your frown when we put a little hair near your nose. I won't forget how good it felt to sleep cuddled up to you, to be warm in the cold and to be on the sofa with you on my lap.
I hope that, wherever you are, you are happy and that you know that you were loved by everyone who knew you, especially by us. 🤍