When you wake up, you’ll have a mum and dad, and you won’t even remember me. Well, you’ll remember me a little. I’ll be a story in your head. But that’s OK: we’re all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know, it was the best: a daft old man, who stole a magic box and ran away.
I love you always, Xena
My parents and my best friend just put my dog to sleep and I wasn’t there
I’ve had her since I was 6, Xenadog was my baby. I can’t believe she’s gone