Thank you for all the wonderful memories and joyful days. I remember running together in the hot summer parks, racing along the riverbanks, and cycling around the outer roads. You were always so obedient and smart, and the memories we created will never fade. It was hard to watch you struggle as your body began to fail and your sight faded away. Now that you’re in the sky, I hope you run freely in the fields you love. Rest in peace, Mocha. February 23, 2025, at 8 AM.