7/9/2007 - 10/9/2020Oh King Lazlo. You were the dog of dogs while you walked this earth. You will still be the dog of dogs now that your spirit soars free. You were the majestic Golden Wolf. Your presence was a gift on many a moonlit night in the neighborhood, walking all over Hbg and Philly, wandering the woods, and just being at home. You spent much of your youth leashless and roaming free. I can still see you leaping from creek banks over and onto fallen trees. I see you perched on your stoop or fire escape. I can see you charging at the waves. I can hear you playing with the Punk at the top of the steps or in the upstairs bedroom. I can see you running alongside the frozen river. Winter was your time to shine. I can still hear you grooming the Bear. I look at your empty bed now and recall all the days I rushed home to check on you. I can feel your fur in between my fingers. I can feel you licking my feet when it was time to wake up. I can see you licking the table begging for food. I'll miss sharing meals with you, my begging boy. The house is so quiet now without all your fans to keep you cool. I could have never imagined how empty it and I would feel without you. We shared so many adventures over the last thirteen years. Our bond together was and still is sacred. I look for you every night in my dreams and hope that one day I can see your spirit guiding and guarding us again. El brujo me dice que siempre se quede conmigo. The little one always said you were my daemon, too. We miss you my Shazza Baz. Thank you for being you, for being my friend, my guide, my protector. I love you my Baby Boy.Joshua BayonaHarrisburg, PennsylvaniaOctober 14, 2020
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What an amazing friendship you and Lazlo shared! He will live on forever in your heart, and I am certain that he will always be watching over you in spirit.Nikki Abdulla - October 19, 2020

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