You were bite size when we brought you home and really, you kinda stayed bite size your whole life. You were either a ball of fluff or the skinniest little deer on the planet, depending on your last grooming appointment. Thank you for always holding on to your puppy spunk and indulging me in my desire to have a child that was a little bit Junie B. Jones like. Your bright eyes and cute little pink tongue had a way with our hearts that will always bring a smile to our face. Your signature trait was your ability to stand on your back legs for minutes on end, dance around and of course, always convince us to put those little treats in your mouth. We’re suckers, you were smart. Good one.

Speaking of smiles to our face, you sure brought one to your cousin Ellie’s. You two were the best of friends and it was always so much fun to watch you two get all crazy together, chasing each other, cuddling with one another, etc. I’ll never forget seconds before taking your last breath and watching your ears perk up for one final time when we said her name to you.

You were the queen of getting belly rubs from your dad [and really, anything else you ever wanted #spoiled] and always made sure to repay the love to us by snuggling up on our chests, laying on our legs or draping yourself over our necks during the night. You could never be close enough and I miss your cuddly little self in ways I never thought possible.

Thank you for all of the times you laid right by my side on sick days, for all of the walks you indulged us in, the excitement you would exude every time we walked through the door, for greeting me the second I got out of the shower every day, for making your dad love something so hard and for allowing us to experience the phrase “a dog is a man’s best friend” in the most real way possible.