My little life companion died this Halloween. His name was Bichon and he was a fat, purring fuzzy red thing that did nothing but love on people. He has traveled the world with our family and lived until he was 13. I was looking through a folder of my self portraits just now and realized that more than half of my self portraits have him in them. This goes to prove that he was such a big part of me... I really do feel like I lost a part of myself.
This is a photograph I took of us about a year ago. He loved to tackle me with his head :3
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