Pan used to wake me up every morning by either laying right next to my face and purring or licking my eyebrows and hair line. It used to make me laugh so much and was the perfect start to my mornings. It’s only been a day and I miss him so much. He was the best boy anyone could ask for. He brought so much light and happiness to everyone who met him.
He is not in pain anymore though. I hope he is chasing and watching all the birds and eating all the treats he possibly can. I love you, Pantalaimon. Always. You live on in our hearts.
