This past October, I lost my favorite soul on earth. My four-legged best friend of almost thirteen years was struggling to age healthily, and had to be put down. I’m grateful that I had all of that time with him (especially considering we almost lost him about six years prior to an inexplicable illness). However, not a day goes by that I don’t miss him. And, while it’s almost been four months since our last encounter, it’s never too late to appreciate how adorable he was. Thank you, Wrigley, for being the pal of a lifetime.