Today, we mourn the loss of my dog, Grand Knight, who was confirmed dead last night. He started his career as a dog better than all the others in the pet shop. I loved him. I took care of him. I never forgot to feed him. And he used to be named 1984. I know, I ran out of ideas. Then I named him Grand Knight.

Then, one fateful day, I saw a dog that was the same breed, however, it was... "rare", higher in calibre than Grand Knight, who was an uncommon dog. The devils incited greed in me, and I released my poor little Grand Knight. How I weep typing this all out! I feel like a horrible person now.

In honour of the late Chow Chow, I named my new dog "GRAND KNIGHT". I will forever remember you, Grand Knight.

alcohol to drown my sorrows is highly appreciated. the metaphorical type, not the one in the game.