The day I first saw you at Battersea, the day I first got to take you home.

Digging up stones in steams and beaches to then bury them again. Snoring when your head was nuzzled into my neck. Always having an afternoon nap by my side when I was pregnant and when Hannah came along. Always sitting on my lap and falling asleep on my shoulder when we were out at the pub. Curling up into the smallest ball on the sofa. Being in love with your red ball. Sleeping in the sun too much.

Being my best friend, always being by my side.