There was a small disturbance yesterday in the force. You might havefelt it as a gentle breeze or heard it as a quiet whisper. What it actually was was the pitter-patter of The Little Dog’s paws crossing The Rainbow Bridge.
For 7.5 years, we’ve been loving and caring for The Little Dog. By our best figuring, he was just about to be 18 years old. He was a senior citizen when we started caring for him, and he just kept going & going. Jamie nicknamed him Benjamin Button because he stayed so spry in his old age. He stayed spry up until about a week ago.
We loved him…
And he loved us…
Run free and rest easy, Little Dog. You were a Good Good Boy! I’ll miss you.
I’m so sorry that Little Dog had to go to the Rainbow Bridge. He was such a good boy! Please accept my sincere condolences.
I’m so sorry too hear that your sweet friend has gone over the rainbow bridge. He loved you and you gave him so much love and joy. Run free Little Dog.
Death leaves a heartache no on can heal. Love leaves a memory no one can steal.
🥲 so sad. Rest in peace Peanut.💔
What a good boy indeed. Peanut will be missed. 😢💔🐾🐾💔