Thank you to everyone who has sent me messages of condolence over the last couple weeks, your support and care has really helped, along with your patience and understanding. ♡
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I hope everyone had a pleasant festive season and enjoy the New Years celebration - whatever you end up doing!
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I'm still really struggling with this loss and always will. Working from home I always had Quorra by my side and the silence and empty space beside me is deafening and heartbreaking.
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I'm doing my best to continue. It's hard to find the enthusiasm and drive to create, but the guilt is creeping when I'm not. That being said, I am pushing myself, for Quorra and all my wonderful followers.
Art has always been an escape and I don't want to give up or lose my passion.
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Artwork and commission work will be slow but I am trying my best to pick up where I left off - this includes getting back to peoples messages!
I'm not ignoring anyone and will slowly be going through my messages - the amount of love from you warms my heart ♡
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I always want to produce the best for people, so it'll be a slow start, but my aim is to carry on and continue with a new schedule and regular content.
I understand that recent events have lost me subscribers and interest in Freckle Feast, my previous schedule ruined and a lot of work backlogged, but that will begin to shift and improve.
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Those who have stayed and continue to support my SubscribeStar - thank you so much, it means the world and helps more than you know ♡

Thank you all again for your kind words and thoughts,

Lots of love,
Zan 

Today I lost a part of my soul. 

After a week of medication and steroids, 24 hour care and worry, it was finally time to say goodbye to my beautiful dog, Quorra. 

The medication began to stop working, even with specialist advice and increased doses, her seizures returned and worsened and so we lost the battle against the brain tumour. 

My beloved Quorra passed today at 12:30 

Surrounded by her family and loved ones

To say I’m heartbroken is gracious, I feel like part of me has died, I’m physically hurting from the pain of grief. 

To know she isn’t suffering anymore helps ease the wound, but I don’t know where to begin with the loss of her. I feel empty. 

She was 10 years old and we were blessed to have her enter our lives and family when she was only 10 weeks old. 

Thank you to all the wonderful messages and thoughts and prayers I’ve received from people. It means the world to me. 

Thank you.