In Loving Memory

Troy, you were so deeply loved. For 14 years, you brought loyalty, laughter, comfort, and so many memories into the lives of the people who loved you. Saying goodbye to you also feels like saying goodbye to an era, you, Diamond, Lola, and Dexter were such a special part of our lives. I hope somehow you have found each other again. Run free, chase all the balls, bark at the squirrels, and know that you will always be loved and missed. ❤️

To my baby dog.. my Sully Boy. My lemon from the start, you kept me busy with all your needs but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I miss you and still hope to see you in my dreams. Sissy misses you and have fun with Morley! Love you to the moon baby boy. No more shots, pills, pain.. sweet boy. Rest.

THIS IS FOR BENO. STOP AND LISTEN OUR LOVING DOG. WE ALL WILL MISS HIM GOD SENT HIM TO OUR LIVES ONE DAY HE CHANGED OUR LIVES A SPECIAL WAY THE FRIEND THAT BROUGHT US ALL A TOY THIS DOG WE CALL OUR HANDSOME BOY HE SURELY GAVE US ALL A SHOVE HE SHOWED US TO FORGIVE AND LOVE HE ALWAYS MADE OUR LIVES COMPLETE THIS DOG THAT TRULY LOVED TO EAT HE LOVED ON US FOR MANY YEARS FOR THIS DOG WE SHED THESE TEARS GOODBYE SWEET BOY WE WON'T FORGET WE'RE BETTER FOR THIS DOG WE MET ALTHOUGH WE WILL BE WORLD'S APART YOU'LL ALWAYS BE INSIDE OUR HEART THIS DOG THAT TAUGHT US TO HAVE FUN A FRIEND, YOUR BROTHER AND OUR SON.

George you were the bestest boy... you brought so much joy to everyone who met you. Your dad and I miss you already so much, it's almost unbearable at times, but we find so much joy and peace knowing you're now pain free and in a better place. We can't wait to be reunited in heaven... until then, your pack on earth misses you, and loves you always.

We love you sooooo much, Gracie. Thank you for loving our family and being such a special part of our lives. You were such a good girl, and our home will never be the same without you. Please come visit us in our dreams. Until we see you again at the rainbow bridge❤️🐾

Charlie my sweet boy, i miss you so much! I can't believe you're gone, and I keep catching myself looking for you! I love you so much my sweet boy!

Pookie passed away peacefully in his mother’s arms on September 15th, 2026. He wasn’t just a pet to our family—he was a real family member, a brother to both his human siblings and the fur babies, a constant shadow, and an absolute best friend. For eleven years, he and his mom were practically joined at the hip. Honestly, the rest of the family treated him like he was just another blood relative, and none of us ever really saw him as anything else. They first met back in 2015 at the Bonne Terre prison through the Puppies for Parole program while his mom was working there, and the second he came home, that was it. Back when he was young, he was a stubborn little escape artist who lived for car rides and bolted outside to run wild every chance he had. He had the weirdest appetite, too—always begging for an Oreo, a green olive, cheese puffs, or Ritz Bits. Eventually, age caught up with him and he gladly traded all that running around to become a full-time couch potato. He was also the reason behind one of the biggest ongoing jokes in the house. He was adopted under the impression that he was a Min Pin mix, and his mom went completely overboard with it—buying “I Love Min Pins” t-shirts and sticking a decal right on her car. When he got diagnosed with congestive heart failure, the family wanted to make sure his sweet, calm nature stayed in the house. The goal was to bring in a Min Pin puppy who could follow Pookie around and learn how to be just like him. That’s how Noodle joined the family. The plan did not work. At all. Instead of soaking up Pookie’s chill, grounded personality, Noodle showed up as a wiry, chaotic little livewire—the exact opposite in every possible way. Pookie spent most of his time being thoroughly annoyed that Noodle even had the nerve to exist as a hyper puppy around him. To make it even funnier, a DNA test later down the road proved Pookie wasn’t even a Min Pin in the first place. He was just entirely his own thing. For eleven straight years, his mom would tell anyone within earshot, "Look at him. He’s just so perfect. No one could ever be as perfect as he is." She said it half-joking, but she meant every word of it. To her, he truly was the bestest baby in the whole wide world. He had this quiet radar for bad days and always knew when she needed him. Even right at the end, feeling terrible himself, he still crawled up to lay pressed against her just to make sure she was okay. Pookie gave eleven years of pure, stubborn, loyal companionship. There will never be another one like him, and the house is way too quiet without him here.

Some dogs leave paw prints on your heart that never fade. Tesla was one of those special souls. A loyal German Shepherd, a beautiful friend, and a precious part of the family who brought love, companionship, and countless memories. We are grateful for every day, every adventure, every cuddle, and every unconditional moment of love you gave us.

Franklin (the distinguished gentleman)… Mr. Meems, Hammy, fwankwin tankwin, my bebee ( I could go on but I know how much you hate it.. ) you are and will always be the love and light in mommy’s life. I couldn’t have asked for a better dog to come into my life.. losing you will furever be the worst day of my life. But I know you’re still very much here and someday I will be able to pick the hairs between your eyes again (I know you hated that too but it calmed mommy for some weird reason), and we will have an endless road of drive through with pup cups and shickerin’ nuggets for you bc I know how much you loved them. I can’t wait for that day. Til then please watch over me and your siblings (I even added 1 more.. freddy ( you and him would be good pals i think ) and guess who is back?! Charwee! Your long lost sister. We all miss you and love you til the end of time. So so so much Mr. Meems. Furever. Love always, your momma (+ crew)

My sweet Stella, saying goodbye to you broke my heart. You were my beautiful (calico) rescue and a princess for 16 years. Part of my family. When I adopted you at about 5 years old, you were so independent & strong-willed, but in time turned into a big love-bug. I miss hearing you call me to feed you; you purring next to my ear on the pillow in the middle of the night; you bopping me in the face, and all your gentle headbutts so much. I miss taking you out to walk you around in the sunshine. I felt it helped you to thrive the last month. I will never forget how strong you were even at your weakest. Life at home is too quiet and empty without you, baby girl. Your paw prints will live in my heart forever. Until we meet again, I love you so much!!