02/25/2025
My beautiful boy, we were so blessed to call you our own. You were more than a dog; you are part of our family and always will be. You were the unwanted pup from your litter - incredibly naughty and too big to be a teacup Yorkie, but naturally, you were perfect for us. Everything was a chew toy, and no stuffed animal could avoid the inevitable fate of losing their eyes and fluff (squeaky part included). I’m grateful you were our steadfast guard dog for so many years and no one, not even the mailman you saw every single day, was deemed safe enough to come close to the front door. Everything had to be sniffed to ensure it was safe. My hungry boy, your belly was never full. As soon as someone opened a snack or the fridge, you could guarantee there would be the pitter-patter of tiny footsteps followed by a tiny face wondering if he could also have a taste.
My angel, I wish you were here to lick my tears like you always did whenever I cried. I am sorry cancer took you so young but I am relieved you aren’t suffering anymore. I hope you are in heaven with daddy enjoying all the snacks and treats. The one comfort is that I will see you again in the next life. I love you forever, Russell. 🐾
5/12/2012 - 2/22/2025