you were born at midwinter 1995.
you used to sleep on my pillow. when you were younger you draped yourself around my head lika a halo, when you got older you had your own pillow next to mine.
fritz on one of his favourite spots
you always loved food and ate almost anything. the thing you loved best was smoked ham. but you did also like tuna, olives, avocado, kale and dry spaghetti.
when you were younger i always had to carry you around for ten minutes whenever arrived home.
you hated being by yourself and when you were five, laban moved in with us, and you two became really good friends.
apart from eating, you loved to sleep.
fritz sleeps in mysterious ways
you could be quite a hunter, though, once you caught a sparrow that had accidentally flewn into the apartment.
you always kept us company, and liked to follow us around the apartment.
fritz met totoro and the cat bus in the living room
you were an expert at sneaking onto my lap without me noticing, you were just there all of a sudden.
this is the last photo i have of fritz
in the end, your kidneys gave up.
fritz on the living room table
you died on september 23 2011.
we will always miss you, old friend.