Dear Mr. Brown

We knew it would happen someday.
I secretly hoped you would live forever.
You are my hoofer, my snuggle buddy, my messieurs le pew, my handsome boy.

So many names for you.
So many years with you.

You have been our boy since we rescued you at 18 months.
Now you are 14 and 1/2 years old.

In case you didn't get the memo that's pretty old for a boxer.

I thought I could write a glorious post about your life and how amazing you are but I can't.
I'm not ready yet.
I know you're ready.
I know Gabby Girl is waiting. 

Thank you for being our dog.
Thank you for being mine.
I love you to the moon and back.


Run Free, Mr. Brown, Run Free with Gabby! Your love will be with us forever. Big Hugs & Lots of Love to you & Dale Carmel!
Mary Neill said…
Farewell Quintus 💙 I am so honored I got to meet you and spend time with you!
Marcy said…
Sad, sad day. Hugs to everyone!
Karen said…
We had to help our beloved German Shepherd across the rainbow bridge a couple of weeks ago. I can't look at a Shepherd yet without feeling too incredibly sad. You have my sympathy.

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