You didn't wait for wings Ford Prefectrat

You've always loved towels and
boxes, which you ripped and made
comfy in the middle of the night
by my bed. You would shove the
extra box parts out onto my
dresser for disposal by me in
the morning and show me your
new renovations.

I promised you wings, but the angels
got them for you first my Ford. Now
you fly alone to the Bridge where your
buddy Arthur waits for you, throwing his
towel in the air when he sees you.
The two of you getting ready to travel
the galaxy on your adventures-
all you need is your towels and The
Guide.

I'm going to miss you so much Ford.
You came to me as an adult buck
in July 2005 and left as my squishy
sweet snuggle buck today- 27 June
2007.
You have always loved snuggles so
may the angels give you those for me
until we meet again.