In Loving Memory

Nina, you were the best dog anyone could ever ask for. 🤍🐾 You brought so much light, love, and happiness into our family and always knew how to put a smile on our faces. You were more than just a dog you were a part of our family and will always hold a special place in our hearts. Now you get to be our guardian angel, watching over our family from above. 👼🏼🐾 We love you so much and miss you more than ever. Thank you for giving us so many beautiful memories, so much love, and the best years of our lives. Until we meet again, keep watching over us, our sweet Nina. 🤍 Te Amo Mamita

Stella was such a funny girl. She had the best personality. She didn’t care for noise and often hid under the covers on my bed. On a rainy day there was always a lump in my bed where she felt safe.

Cheyenne will always be remembered for the sweet, gentle, and kind loving dog that she was. She loved people dearly and would greet everyone with a wag of the tail and a kiss.

Rest easy, sweet girl. All our living days wouldn't have been enough time with you, but you managed to make 16 years of them a story we will cherish for forever.

Reese we could not see you suffer anymore. We love you

Frankie Pickles was more than a companion, a pet. He was the heart of our family. The soul twin of his mom. A healer. An angel. A terror. Frankie was undeniable. In any way you could think of. He was brilliant. He knew you were talking about him even when his name wasn't mentioned, nor a pronoun, and he would find you and demand to be included in the conversation. He taught himself tricks, or knew how to open carrot bags to slip out a stolen veggie without us noticing. He never forgot where he found food on the street, and he scared people with how well he understood them. He was a comedian. He knew how to razz his dad, and loved the laughter at his pranks. He loved to hide and scare people. He thought it was hilarious to get dressed up, and loved ripping off his toy's faces to wear. He was beautiful. People would stop their cars on the side of the road to ask about him. He knew he was beautiful, often posing for the best pictures. He loved "getting makeup on" and parading around to show his dad. After bath time he would proudly show off his fresh clean fur and expected plenty of treats, because...he deserved to be rewarded for such beauty. He was a lover. Napped for hours in his mom's arms. He HAD to be in between his dad's legs in the most uncomfortable position just to feel his warmth. He gave millions of kisses, groomed us, and his mom and him held paw and hand for hours while watching movies. He was adventurous. Hiked mountains, swam in rivers, lakes, oceans, and ponds. Saw 31 states, lived in 4. Watched the road through the windshield, our constant co-pilot. Often stealing the driver's seat during pit stops. A protector. Terrorized squirrels, chipmunks, and any other intruder that dared step foot in his garden or sidewalk. All delivered with a proud tail wag and smile. There are so many things that he was, but there were endless things he loved (and hated) as well. Loved: Ear scratches, belly rubs, tug of war, hide and seek, find it, walks, car rides, mom and Frankie nap times and bed time, being apologized too, compliments, treats, cuddling, chasing his dad, herding his dad, playing with his dad, training with mom, screaming, hiding, whipping around corners to surprise people, sniffing, eating trash, destroying toys, stealing: scrunchies, socks, slippers, shoes, underwear, Kleenex, books, receipts, gift wrapping inserts, mail, and gloves. Smelling flowers, hanging out with mom, following mom, talking to mom, kissing, zoomies, tail wags, sand, and snow. (And about a million other things). He also loved food: Carrots, cucumber, strawberries, berries of all kind, whipped cream, pumpkin, potato, peas, green beans, banana mats, bully sticks, pig ears, any fallen food, eggs, cabbage, and maple pods from fallen trees. Hated: Squirrels, chipmunks, vacuum cleaners, spray bottles, when we cleaned the house, scooters, bicycles, skateboards, the vet, mushrooms, smoke detector beeps, hot days, Fedex trucks, being bothered during a nap, loud neighbors, children's laughter, when we raised our hands above our heads, TOO much continuous laughing, clapping, drills, and any joke he wasn't in on. He was a one and a million dog. He will be missed with the heartache of a thousand lifetimes. We love you, our sweet honey ham, barbecue biscuit. Thank you for the unending love you gifted us.

We miss you so much Jaxy. We hear timing in heaven is shorter in dog years so by time you get there we will see you in the morning.

Our sweet Gangam. From the streets to the sunroom. You are gone far too soon. We will never have another cat like you and we will never forget you. I take comfort in knowing that you are back to full health over the Rainbow Bridge and that you can eat as many sweet treats as you want. We will be strong for Style but know that we are putting you in the sun room. Right where you belong. We love you so much.

Our scrappy was the best little man

Tanzi For sixteen and a half precious years, You filled our home with love and cheer, A gentle soul, a purring friend, Whose love we knew would never end. One little cat, with so much love to share, You somehow seemed to be everywhere. So soft and sweet, yet bossy too, You trained us well to wait on you! Water had to be just right, Freshly poured from morn till night. All day long we'd fill your bowl, A fresh new pour to please your soul. A closed door simply would not do, Whichever side, you wanted through. We'd let you in—you'd turn about, And moments later, want back out! You'd greet us each time we came home, And lead us to a box you’d claimed as your own. For every box belonged to you— We all knew that, and you did too. You'd flop right over, paws in air, Completely trusting, without a care. We'd rub your belly, brush your fluff, And puff and puff and puff and puff! Whether gone for an hour or out all day, You'd greet us with love when we'd been away. No sweeter welcome, this we knew— Coming home meant coming home to you. You'd nap on the bed in a sweet face-plant pose, Or behind the Lamu couch for a peaceful doze. As a novel was written, you'd quietly stay, Keeping sweet company, day after day. For workouts in VR, you'd always be near, And in the garage, a work buddy so dear. While orders were packed, you knew what to do— Every box needed inspecting by you! At Christmas, the magic would shine in your eyes, As bows disappeared from our gifts by surprise. Your tiny tooth marks left clues everywhere— Sweet little reminders that Tanzi was there. Under the table by your little tree, Exactly where you loved to be. Surrounded by Christmas, content in your place, With holiday magic lighting your face. So gentle and loving, so trusting and sweet, You welcomed with kindness each person you'd meet. Family and friends, and new faces too— To know you was simply to be loved by you. Now home is quieter than before, We still expect you at the door. We look toward all your favorite places And feel the emptiness in familiar spaces. The silence now feels far too deep, Where once we heard you purr and sleep. Such a huge hole one cat could leave, Such an enormous love for us to grieve. We miss your purrs, and your sweet face, We miss your fluff in every place. We miss the rituals, big and small, But we miss your presence most of all. But the love you gave us stays, Woven through our hearts and days. In every memory, soft and true, There will always be a part of you. You were our Puff, our joy, our friend, And love like yours can never end. Though our home feels different without you there, Your love is still everywhere. Our beautiful Tanzi, our sweet little Puff, Sixteen precious years were not enough. One thing we know will always be true— Every box and our hearts still belong to you.