Teddy

In Loving Memory

Our funny, fierce, and loyal little guy

He wasn’t just a dog. He was family. He was our shadow, our protector, and one of the weirdest, funniest parts of our everyday life. He had this hilarious habit of growling at people while licking them and wagging his tail at the same time—like he couldn’t decide if he was tough or just too happy to hold it in.

He was scared of the strangest things—mops, wooden boards—yet somehow managed to act like the bravest dog on the planet when it came to the things that didn’t matter. Every day, without fail, he’d be standing at the door, waiting to come inside and just be with us. Being near his people was his favorite thing in the world.

He loved to play footsie with Dad and me, gently pawing at our feet like it was his own little game. And after we showered, he couldn't resist rubbing his head all over our wet hair—even if we had a towel wrapped around it. It was like his special way of showing love.

And if the neighbor’s tiny dogs were outside, it was game on. He would sprint back and forth along the fence, racing them like it was the highlight of his day. It was impossible not to smile watching him.

He filled our home with love, laughter, and a whole lot of personality. Losing him leaves a hole in our hearts we can’t put into words. But we’ll carry his memory with us, always. His quirks, his loyalty, his love—they’ll never be forgotten.

Rest easy, buddy. Thank you for being ours.