Eleven years, nine months, three weeks and two days.
Today Willie, we celebrate you. Your craziness; from your avid cat chasing, to your jumping out of moving car windows; to your sliding down the icy hills in the park backwards. Taking care of you for all this time was never a burden. I woke up this morning with the realization that I enjoyed every second of it.
I must view today as a day of celebration. Please understand, Willie, that it is under no other circumstances that I will be able to go do what it is I must do for both of us later today.
You weren't merely good or great. You were simply fantastic. Thanks for the memories.