Goodbye, friend

I am so sad right now. Tuna, our favourite friend, went missing and Jeremy found him under the house today. We buried him in the backyard with his favourite bear. We both really loved him. He never, ever scratched, hissed or bit anyone. He loved to cuddle (on his own terms). He would go for walks with us at night and stop when he felt he had gone far enough from home, then he would wait at that spot for hours until we came back again. He got in and out of the house through a window, but he would always meow at the door. We told him to use his window, but always let him in. He liked to rest his head against your arm when he sat in your lap. Even people who didn't like cats liked Tuna. I wish that we could cuddle him one last time.