Hello everyone,

I notice that the wonderful outpouring of love from all of you has exceeded Stimpys allowed daily bandwith here at Bravejournal. His pictures will be back after midnight tonight. I will never take them down.

These past 2 days have been 2 of the most difficult days of my life. When I woke up this morning I actually thought for a moment that I had just had a terrible nightmare...but then I realized that Stimpy wasn't in his bed beside me and I knew that it was no dream, my Stimpy was indeed gone.

I will be taking some time away from the computer. I have so many things to think about, and I have to put this all into perspective. I have to figure out how I am going to begin to move on without my best friend in the world. 

Stimpy has been with me for 13 years. 13 wonderful years. The pain of losing Stimpy will never overshadow the sheer joy of being a part of his life. I have SO many memories of him. All of them are good of course, even the memories of him being a bad boy. I smile when I think of him eating my underwear and then barfing it up hours later...I smile when I think of him eating my couch. I laugh when I think of him getting amorous with the neighbours cat.  The tears won't stop, even when I am smiling...right now, thinking about Stimpy at all is causing so much sorrow. I know that this will all cease once the shock wears off. Then I will be able to heal, and slowly move on.

His spot on the couch seems so dark and empty now. I sit there and long to hear the slurping sound of him licking his butt. Things that used to drive me nuts....I would now do anything to have back again.

Stimpy was a unique individual. I felt that we had a bond unlike any other. Stimpy wasn't my lap dog, actually he rarely came to see me at all as he got older. After Louie died, Stimpy became a recluse, and only came to me when he needed something. I gave him everything he ever needed, and everything he ever wanted. Now, at long last, he is with his dear Louie. I can picture them in my head now...laying in the grass in some beautiful shangri-la, soaking up the sun and waiting very patiently for the day when we will all be united again.

I will never forget Stimpy. I will never get over his passing, but my family and I have to put this grief in it's place and then we will be able to move on...slowly.  I have to learn how to live with Stimpy as just a memory, and not as my fluffy little man sitting on the couch making bad smells.

I'm not sure what I am going to do with Stimpys journal as of yet, that is something I will think on during my hiatus from the computer.

I don't know how to thank you all...your kind words during this very difficult time have made everything a bit easier. Just knowing that Stimpy touched all of your lives has warmed my heart.  To read about how you were all moved by word of his passing brought a tear to my eye. I'm so pleased that Stimpy's journal touched you all so deeply.

That was the reason Stimpy and I started his journal, we wanted to have other people get to know him in the same way that I knew him...we wanted to make sure that when Stimpy did pass on, that he would leave a legacy behind. I'm not sure what that legacy is, but at least he won't soon be forgotten by anyone. Even if it's simply as one of you are walking in the park one day and come up to a strange looking dog and the owner tells you that it's a poodle/shar pei mix....and you say, "OH that's nothing. I knew this dog...Stimpy...he was a pitbull pug!"  Just that alone makes me happy. To know that Stimpy left an impression on you all.

Thankyou so much to all of my kind and wonderful friends here at Bravejournal for your tributes, memorials, thoughts, prayers and kind words to Stimpy, my family and myself. We will never forget your friendship and kindness.