Brutus - our family's bulldog in March 1978
Baron Von Brutus III 1974-1984
Brutus was our family dog and I was 15 years old when my parents brought him home. He was the cutest baby I had ever seen, and I just fell in love with him! He had personality plus and had the sweetest temperment. We lost our precious boy when he was just 10 years old to stomach cancer. I never got to say goodbye to him when he was taken to the vets for the last time. My heart was just broken to pieces and I still miss him to this day even though he's been gone 25 years.
March 13, 2009 ~ Brutus was in my dreams two nights in a row this week, and I remember kissing him on his soft head in the dreams. It seemed so odd to have these dreams because of the many years that have passed. But they did inspire me to make this little tribute. I was so in love with this sweet guy that even to this day, when I see an English Bulldog, my heart just melts.
Jessie at about 3 mos. old
June 23, 1987 - March 19, 1999
Always daddy's girl. We Love You!!
Jessica was our first dog as a couple, and she came into our lives shortly after we were married. Our friends told us about a breeder who needed to find homes for their Ridgeback puppies, and we went with them to check out the 2 remaining females. We had never heard of the breed, but we figured it wouldn't hurt to look. Needless to say, we came home with one of the girls and never regretted taking her into our family. Everywhere we went, Jessica went with us... California, Nevada, Utah, Arizona - the Grand Canyon. She was the funniest girl and had a real tomboy spirit. She loved to run and play, whether in the snow or water; and was always by her daddy's side, where she was happiest.
Sadly, in her old age, she developed a calcification in her cervical spinal discs that gradually left her paralyzed, and treatment, including acupuncture, wasn't helping. She got to the point where she could no longer walk and had to be carried outside to do her thing, and she became increasingly incontinent as time went on. She was not a happy girl at this point, and really started losing her spark and energy. I will never forget this one particular day that I was getting her prepared to go outside, and she just gave me this look that was so different, it was like she was saying it's time. Letting her go was the most humane thing to do for her at that point, but even so it was extremely hard to say goodbye. Even after all these years it still makes me so sad thinking about it. I don't think we ever get over losing our fur babies.
Jessie, we love you girl... always!