by Annabel Yarnell
To my Oliver/Ollie, feral wild child, petunia, the babeee, little sh--, the best pawpeee in the world, bed hog and Coronation Street fanatic. For 15 1\2 years you gave me nothing but love, affection and acts of comedy that made me cry from laughing so hard.
There will never be another Ollie. No more pain. Go and find Tigger and Missy and play baller, chase squirrels and pussycats. I will always love, cherish and miss you forever.