Welcome to Henry Cavill Edits! This is a blog dedicated to actor Henry William Dalgliesh Cavill (born 5 May 1983). Tracking tags: hcavilledit, cavilledits, dccastedit
henrycavill Dangerous, fun and slightly mad....you'll find these folks in The Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare. Tickets in my bio!
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hello 🥰 so i thought in light of the happy news, it's time to bring back that 2018 interview during mission impossible press where when asked about his dream henry said it's to start a family....or something along that way. i'm almost sure you guys have that giffed, but am i mistaken? could you point me to it, or if it doesn't exist, can i request it?
i'm just ridiculously happy for them!!!
Yes, we giffed it, we'll re-reblog it.
We're also happy Henry's dream is coming true, we just want the best for him.
HENRYCAVILL Today marks one year since Meat (our french bulldog) decided to shuffle off this mortal plane and continue on his journey. I have to say, I hadn't previously felt pain quite like the pain I felt when Meat died. I'd only know him for three years, but in those three years he and I made such incredible progress together, and he completely changed my outlook on French Bulldogs. He was deaf, so I learned how to use body language to communicate properly with him. He couldn't stand other dogs, but we got to a place of tolerance with Kal (my Akita). He survived a very complicated cancer removal surgery. He travelled to far flung lands without complaint. He would come looking for me at night if I stayed up playing computer games too late. He would be ferociously protective over Natalie, but learned to trust Kal and me for guidance. He fell ill and recovered a number of times. He enjoyed many a backpack ride once he got too tired to make any decent length walks. At the end he fell ill with a pneumonia. I'll never forget the expression on his face, desperately asking me for help on the way to the vet in Turkey because he couldn't breath. Once there, however, he held strong and recovered to such a point that we felt hope, but it turns out he was just waiting for us to bring him home. He passed away peacefully in England. Thinking of him always brings great sadness, but also great joy. We'll miss him as long as we live, but wouldn't live nearly as richly had we never have known him. Journey well Meatboi.