
We had the pleasure of your company for 18 years, too short a time Tintin. You were a lucky boy, dodged going to Italy to be made into salami, dodged being killed when you were sent back as your papers weren't correct then a month later Robert the transporter snuck you out somehow and you turned up skin and bone covered in lice but still full of character and loving life.
You were a happy go lucky boy, best friends with Buddy, soulful, very deep, you smelt gorgeous and adored cuddles. You ended up being last donkey standing as all your friends left us, sadly you didn't make mid 30s like Aimee and Ferguson. You would have loved Lily, such a shame you never met.
Will miss you forever as you were such a character and how you died was awful. You deserved so much better than that. Sleep tight forever, we didn't even get to bring you home.