Strider
7/5/2008 - 8/20/2019Dearest Strider,

We miss you with all of our hearts. You were our first child as a family, and we will remember you forever. You were kind, patient and so much fun. We miss seeing you at the front door, staring at us, waiting to be let outside. We miss the moans you make when you were relaxing or annoyed. We miss how you sit in front of us waiting for your back to be scratched. We miss how you lean on us, waiting for us to scratch your lower back and bum, even though you knew we didn't want your bum in our face. Daddy even misses how you would wake him up in the morning by huffing at him, pulling the blanket off of him, or even moving the curtains to the side just so the sun would hit his face through the window so he would get up and feed you. You really had daddy trained. And mommy misses how you would get close to her face and sniff her every day to say hello and I love you. Charlie misses you very much and hopes you have lots of friends to play with and heaven. And Willis - dear Willis has been very sad, and sometimes looks for you, hoping to see you again. You are our caretaker and protector, and we wish we could have protected you more from the disease that eventually took you. We are thankful for your limitless undying love, and will always hold you in our hearts.

And from the book we read to you on your last day with us...

"Pooh, when I'm - you know - when I'm not doing Nothing, will you come up here sometimes?"
"Just Me?"
"Yes, Pooh."
"Will you be here too?"
"Yes, Pooh, I will be, really. I promise I will be, Pooh."
"That's good," said Pooh.
"Pooh, promise you won't forget about me, ever. Not even when I'm a hundred."
Pooh thought for a little.
"How old shall I be then?"
"Ninety-nine."
Pooh nodded.
"I promise," he said.
Still with his eyes on the world Christopher Robin put out a hand and felt for Pooh's paw.
"Pooh," said Christopher Robin earnestly, "if I - if I'm not quite -" he stopped and tried again - "Pooh, whatever happens, you will understand, won't you?"
"Understand what?"
"Oh, nothing." He laughed and jumped to his feet. "Come on!"
"Where?" said Pooh.
"Anywhere," said Christopher Robin.
So they went off together. But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the Forest, a little boy and his Bear will always be playing.
Leigh & Jeff ShoupNashville, TennesseeAugust 22, 2019
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Mommy is writing this for me. I miss you very much. Sometimes mommy catches me looking at the door or the blankie you were laying on your last day and whining. She knows I miss you. Mommy and daddy have been taking me for car rides, and to car and work drop offs. I even got a pup cup today. But it isn't the same without you. I saw two possums last night. I barked and barked. But it wasn't the same without you. I bet you could have caught one! I cuddle with them alot because I miss cuddling with you. You were the best brother. I love you!Willis Shoup - August 24, 2019
Strider was such a wonderful friend. To Leigh and Jeff. To his little boy Charlie. And to his best friend Willis. I am so thankful you all had the joy of knowing Strider. The joy of sharing your lives with him. I know he will be watching over you all until the time comes for you to join him up there, where a sweet family and their dog will always be playing.Abra Osorio - August 23, 2019
Remembering Strider's: sensitive spirit, patience, stubbornness, shyness, uncertainty in some situations and strength in others, memory, intelligence, snuggles, determination, and unconditional love for family - even the grands.

Strider, you will be missed. We really loved our "grand-dog"
Jim and Emma
August 23, 2019
Jim and Emma Shoup - August 23, 2019
Lots of love to you all.Allison Fischer-Olson - August 23, 2019
You were my best friend. I love you forever and always.Leigh Shoup - August 23, 2019
Strider was a lucky pup to have you as his family. I know that he will be deeply missed. My heart goes out to you during this difficult time.Danielle Brown - August 23, 2019
I'M SORRY LEIGH, JEFF, CHARLIE, AND WILLIS. THIS IS THE REASON WHY I CAN'T HAVE MY OWN DOGS. STRIDER WILL FOREVER BE THE CLOSEST THING TO SKEETS THAT I CAN REMEBER.

-LOVE JORDAN-
JORDAN DELASS - August 22, 2019
Beautiful tribute to a wonderful grand dog. We miss you, Strider.Becky DeLass - August 22, 2019

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