In Loving Memory

On Friday, September 12th my sweet baby girl peacefully crossed the rainbow bridge. This was the hardest day of my life. Jasmine has been my heart and soul for the last 18 years. She showed me more love than I could have ever imagined. For my entire adult life, my sweet Jazzy baby has been there. I don’t know how to navigate through life without her. Jasmine, my sweetheart, you taught me how to live in the moment. Thank you for your unconditional love and the endless joy you brought into my life every single day. Not a day will go by that I won’t think of you. You took a piece of my heart with you and I will miss you for the rest of my life. Run free my sweet angel, I love you forever and always my sweet baby girl❤️

Schatzi B spent her last day watching cat TV on YouTube, eating temptations, and getting some alone time before sitting quietly with her people and feline companions—foster mate Padiddle and late addition Maeve. In her healthier era, Schatzi loved chasing her tail, playing with her strong toy, and drinking from the faucet. She loved snuggling with her mom and occasionally her foster sister, Padiddle. She could never get close enough, often bonking her humans in the head and sitting with her head nuzzled in their neck. She loved making appearances on Zoom — either on camera or with an off camera holler. She had the best resting b*tch face. She was very particular about her food and the way she wanted her humans to play with her toys. How sweet it is to know she chose us to love and love hard.

My grief is still so profound. Oslo was the most perfect soul, and I felt so connected to him. He was my gentle, silky, silly little goose.

Thor was our angel, our rock and our best friend. He was kind, and loving. He was loved by many and we will never forget him and his big, chubby nose. He was very special. We love you, Thor.

To infinity and beyond ❤️

🌈 In Loving Memory of Maxel “Max” James Andrew Crossed the Rainbow Bridge on Tuesday, September 9, 2025 Forever in our hearts 🐾 On a quiet afternoon, Maxel “Max” James Andrew left this world surrounded by love—Jennifer, Jim, Grammy Joyce, and his sister Phoebe by his side. Max wasn’t just a dog. He was a presence. A bulldog with a cartoon soul—goofy, tank-like, and endlessly lovable. Max and Phoebe were littermates. We adopted Phoebe first, and Max joined us at six months old, completing our family in the most perfect way. From the start, Max was larger than life. He snored like a freight train, adored his toys and blankets, and loved nothing more than curling up on the couch to watch TV—just as long as his people were near. Someone once said they were sorry Max “lost his battle.” It meant a lot, especially coming from someone who’d never known the bond of being a pet parent. But Max didn’t lose. He fought with heart and courage, and in the end, he chose his own closing chapter. He said goodbye to his school pals, welcomed visits from his favorite humans, and ate to his heart’s content. And boy, did Max eat. We think he gained ten pounds in his final days—and every bite was a celebration of life. Max taught us patience, empathy, and the importance of routine. He reminded us to rest, to breathe, and to let go when life gets heavy. And when emotions ran high, Max showed us it’s okay to release them—whether through a bark, a snore, or a chewed-up leash. Though his physical presence is gone, Max’s spirit lives on—in every quiet moment, every soft blanket, every butterfly that flutters by. He is pain-free now, chasing joy across the Rainbow Bridge with the same goofy determination that made us fall in love with him. Thank you, Max, for the memories, the lessons, and the love. It wasn’t long enough—but it was everything. We love you. We miss you. Keep chasing those butterflies, our sweet boy. 🦋

Colby - Although you are no longer with us in physical form you will remain a constant presence in our life. Your memory will live on in every quiet morning, every shared meal, every moment of contentment we experience in our home. We will speak often of the joy you brought to our simplest days and carry forward the lesson you taught us about being truly present for those we love. Thank you for a wonderful 17 years.

Merlot was the sweetest and best pet we could ever ask for. Her patience and love was felt around this house. She helped us raise our two girls and never, not once, scratched them while they were "carrying" her around. She loved her treats at 8pm exactly, her food and cat litter had to be the brand she loved - no exceptions. She was a true queen. The loss of her presence in our lives everyday is something that I cannot make sense of, but I hear it gets better, so I wait. We created a beautiful memory box and memorial shelf for her. She will never be forgotten. Rest in peace Baby G, and thank you for loving us so unconditionally every day of your life.

This was such a difficult day for me. It's been a year and I can still hear his Chihuahua bark. He cuddled with me every night and all day toward the end. I know he's in a better place but my heart is still breaking. I will always have his ashes in my silver heart urn around my neck with Chanel's until we are all reunited in Heaven. His two sons, Rusty and Chip, are still with me who are also a loving reminder of him. I love & miss you so much sweet little boy.

We miss you more than words. You were our rock, our stubbornly independent girl. I hope you're swimming at the beach wherever you are, and I can't wait to join to one day. I love you forever Tilly bean.