18/04/2026
We miss you more than words can say, Nala.
We miss the sound of your claws on the floor — that little rhythm that followed us everywhere. The thump as you dropped into your bed after a long day of just being you. The dog flap going, and knowing it was you, coming back in like you owned the place.
We miss your wee face peeking round the corner when we got home… like we were the best part of your day.
We miss your tap dancing when you wanted something, and the way you’d shout at us like we were the problem. You had so much attitude, so much personality… never in the background, always making sure you were seen.
We miss you watching through the flap when you heard the ham packet… one eye covered, waiting patiently like you always did.
We miss your expressions, your little tantrums, and the way you always found a way to be understood.
We miss checking in on you through Nala Cam, just to make sure you were okay.
We miss the door nudging open at night… that quiet reminder you were close.
We’ll miss you at Christmas, in amongst the presents — exactly where you belong.
We’ll miss how gentle and loving you were with the kids… patient, kind, and full of quiet love.
It’s the little things that hit the hardest. The sounds, the routines, the moments we never thought twice about — they were you.
Nala, you weren’t just our dog… you were part of us.
And the silence you’ve left behind says more than anything ever could. 🐾💔
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