A loss for the Postage Stamp.

I'm sad to report that as the New Year dawned, Caspian Luca Irving passed away. I shall always miss his little face, his bubbling blowing when he wanted attention, and his adorable little yawns. He kept me company in the lobby, and many employees came to wave at him when they needed a lift. After that he retired to the Postage Stamp on my dressing table. Every morning he waved a flipper at me, and every evening we chatted while he ate his dinner.
He was buried in the Postage Stamp front window box, next to the lilies and under a small stone etched with a cross.
I think he is now in some little pond in heaven, with a good plant to lean on.
-Valancy Jane