Cider was the goodest, most cuddly dog. He was loving, stubborn, dramatic, a goofy doofus, cute, fluffy, and the biggest baby. He loved going on trips, dressing up with me on Halloween, croissants, rearranging every blanket he came across, and getting butt rubs so good he had to do a flip in your lap.
Cider should’ve gotten more years, but I’m so glad to have had 11 with him.
Until we meet again, bo, I love you.