In Loving Memory

We miss you so very much Cooper. You filled our home with love and laughter daily. The house seems empty without you. We know that you are in Doggie Heaven now chasing all the squirrels you see.

Saddest day of my life

If I could have one selfish wish, it would be that our animal companions never ail and live by our sides for the rest of our days instead of just the rest of theirs. Two weeks ago, my gray boy Watson developed a malignant tumor behind his eye. Its growth was sudden and aggressive, and began causing him to exhibit symptoms of neurological damage. Between his increasing physical pain and any surgery being highly unlikely to succeed, we made the decision that no pet parent ever wants to face and bring his story to a close. He eased into the beyond this morning nestled in his favorite couch crack, surrounded by his loved ones. Watson was the sweetest gray boy, known to all of our guests for his excellent head bonks and his "I want some!" paw taps when dinner was happening. He's been a part of my life for the past decade, through some of the bleakest times, and while I wish he could have been in it longer, I consider myself lucky that he was a part of it at all. I already miss his activation noises, his head-smoosh cuddles, how he always had to have one paw touching me, his belly-up naps in the sun, his insistence on playing lifeguard when I was in the bath. He helped Morgana and Bina integrate into the family, and he's literally the reason why I'm married right now. He did so much for me and us, and I am forever grateful for his love and company. Here's to you, Watson. You truly were the King of Cuddles, the Sultan of Snugs, the Big Man of Belly-ups, and the Head Boss of Head Bonks. Thank you, buddy. I love you.

Baby was a rescue. My grandmother “Gee” rescued him from a shelter. He only had one eye and reminded you of a teddy bear that had been loved on dearly. Unfortunately, Gee lost her battle with cancer in March 2021. We took Baby in and loved him to pieces. He was such a sweet and good boy. Baby loved to eat, play with his toy possum and snuggle. As he got older, he no longer played, but was always down for a good belly rub. We miss Baby. Our home feels empty without him. He’s now back with Gee and probably shaking his toy possum now.

Newshe, you were such a sweet and loving companion. It was your time to be with your daddy and your buddy Minion. You've left a huge hole in the hearts of so many who are comforted knowing that you are happy in Heaven, being your rambunctious self. I love you and miss you, Mommy

Baxter you are missed Oh so much, your brothers are looking for you.

It was and always will be us against the world Julius! The cutest, craziest, bossiest little legend, king Julius would have everyone stopping us on the street so they could say hi. I miss him and his big, beautiful smile. Losing Julius is one of the greatest losses of my life, but I always remind myself, "don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." Love you forever you lil stink Julesman, it's a little too quiet around here now!

My heart aches with baby Kai not physically in our lives. The snoring in bed between his humans, with his head propped up on one of our pillows as he was the little spoon. Coming home to a waggy tail and booty with his "smiley teeth", a grin so big you saw all his teeth as he cried out in excitement. Hikes in the woods when we weren't up for it, though which Kai knew we needed all along. Hanging out in the sun, panting because he would get so hot. Carrying him up to bed every night. These moments - though simple - are how we knew we were his people, knew we were loved, and knew he was happy. I couldn't imagine such profound grief though there is comfort in knowing you are not in pain. Love you baby boy!

Enzo was the purest soul with nothing but unconditional love in his heart. I had the privilege and honor of spending many beautiful years with him. Rest easy my sweet Bean.

Maesa was the biggest diva and the most loyal companion. We met in this life at the exact moment we were meant to, two spirits who were supposed to find each other and share the world for a little while. She was the smartest, most strong-willed little lady and unapologetically herself, adored by everyone who knew her. Like a cat, she only accepted affection on her own terms, but when she chose you, it meant everything. She was my tiny guard dog, always watchful, always protecting, always loving in her own fierce, gentle way. Our bond was rare, sacred, and exactly what both of us needed. She will always be a part of me.