There once was a little puppy.
And he liked peanuts.
And playing with his brothers and sisters.
And he was happy.
And silly.
And polite.
He loved life.
He loved his friends.
He loved naps
And fuzzy blankets
He loved car rides
And ice cream
He loved his people.
Especially his special person.
They went on adventures together.
They went hiking, and biking, and swimming.
He was very brave.
Except for slick floors.
And he kept her safe from scary things.
Even if those scary things were little garter snakes.
And they competed in lots of fun things.
Like weight pull.
And Lure Coursing.
And hunting instinct tests.
And dock jumping (though he wasn’t very excited about it).
He was even a show dog.
And they earned lots of awards together.
He earned many titles.
Then he had babies!
And he loved his babies.
And they won lots of awards, too.
They made lots of new friends along the way.
Then one day he got hurt and had to go the hospital.
The doctors tried very hard, but sometimes things get so broken they can’t be fixed.
And his people got broken, too.
There once was a little puppy.
And he was loved.
In loving memory
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“Ranger”
July 15, 2008 – November 18, 2017
