In Loving Memory

Lucky our boy, we love you so much and are blessed to have had you in our lives for so many years. The unconditional love you graciously gave us will live in our hearts until we meet again.

We miss you Milo. We will always love you.

Our sweetest & dearest Tig Tig thank you for spending 15 years making our lives brighter. From our very first apartment when it was just the three of us, to our first house and four sons later, you were always there. You made us laugh and added so much personality. Anytime we couldn’t find something, nine times out of ten was because you were sitting on it. You were not only OUR family dog but you were family to anyone that met you. You greeted all with such excitement and made them feel so special. Tyger you were one of a kind and you were every bit of one of us. Life is not going to be the same without you, but we know you are pain free and are at peace, so that brings us much peace as well. We love you forever 💕

Love you Gonzo

On the quiet green of a morning fairway, Where dawn would drift in silver-gray, A small black shadow moved alone, With no soft bed, no place called home. Through whispering grass and rolling hills, Past silent flags and morning chills, She wandered light on cautious feet, A fragile life, both strong and sweet. She’d watch the golfers come and go, Their laughter carried soft and low, Lingering just beyond their sight, A fleeting shape in morning light. They called her Birdie—a name so light, Like morning wings in gentle flight, A tribute to the course she knew, The place where her new life first grew. Now no more shadows on the green, No more the life that lay between The world of want and something more— She found the love she’d waited for. And when her paws grew tired with years, And eyes grew soft with gentle tears, She crossed beyond what we can see, To fields more vast, to running free. Over a bridge of light and sky, Where no goodbyes are ever goodbye, She runs again, so strong, so free— The way she was always meant to be. And somewhere past the golden sun, Beyond the last trail run, On endless greens that softly gleam, She waits beside a quiet stream. For love like hers does not depart— It lingers in every heart. She waits past the bridge with patience and grace, Until Stella and Sydney see her face. Away they go through the flowery meadow, Friends together forever and ever.

We all miss you very much.

For almost 13 years I have said, "she's not even my dog". The pictures I will cherish forever say otherwise. But she really wasn't my dog, or Sage's, or Cameron's, not even Ruben's. We were her humans. And she was our Momma. "Momma" is an informal, affectionate US term for a mother, often used by children or as a close, colloquial reference to a female parent. It is a variant spelling of "mama", commonly used to indicate loving moments of our lives. Steadfast in her love and comfort. Fiercely protective of our mind, body, and spirit. Until the very end. No, she wasn't just a dog, she wasn't just family; she was our Momma, and she will forever be missed. We feel blessed to know that you and Cam are in heaven having a blast. Till we are all together again ❤️

Fly high sweet girl, we love you so !!! <3<3<3

Rocky our baby dog, thank you for bringing us so much joy into our lives. You were such a sweet, loving, loyal boy the best dog our family could ever ask for. We are going to miss seeing you lying in your favorite spot, your zoomies, you always being so vocal, your smile and most of all the love you showed us. Our hearts are broken and the house doesn’t feel the same without you, but we know you are in a much better place feeling no more pain. We miss you so much and love you forever. You’re always in our hearts sweet boy, now R.I.P.

Bruno, you were such a wonderful little guy who made our lives better every day. We miss you dearly little buddy.