We’re so lucky to have these wonderful creatures in our lives.
She was just the sweetest and the funniest.
He would push the snow up in the air with his cute little nose and make mommy run through snow to catch him because he didn’t want to come out of the snow.
Angel was named because she was gentle, and loving…
Our favorite memory, again one of many, is how he loved to play with cantaloupe as if it was a ball.
She loved being around people and playing ball…
He was a wonderful companion.
He never shied away from guests and loved to be the center of attention.
Oatmeal fought her disease and never complained about her twice daily insulin injections.
She crossed over at home, in the sun, held in my arms, with the help from a veterinary hospice doctor…