Night night Billy

What a precious old gent you have been Billy. When your dad died you came to us and then to outreach with Anne … you got her with those scrumptious eyes. Now in your 18th year, your thyroid, arthritis, teeth and heart with  just weary bones had all the medication and support we could give you. You were your own man, and we respected your needs and I know Anne treated your tummy with lots of scrummy chicken and sausage, you had regained your weight well.

But it was time. You were tired and ready.

It has been a joy to get to know you a little handsome man. A great loss to our Anne. Thank you for being a special Twilighter.

Be free now Billy xxx