You were a little puff of fur just 10 weeks old when we got you.  You were our baby. You use to love to go everywhere with us.  



You were so always happy to see a familiar face.  Always eager to restle with Daddy or try to get on the bed with Mommy.  When Brandon came along you became his and protector.



Born with a murmur you lived 8 years before it slowed you down.  Your poor heart just couldn't last, you faught for 4 months and prepared us for what was going to happen.  And on the morning of March 16 you showed us that it was time.  With Mommy and Daddy present you quietly laid down and went to sleep, now able to run and play as you once had.



It has only been a couple of days and the house and our hearts are empty without you.  You will always be remembered as our precious Bear.



Love, 



Mommy, Daddy, and Brandon