Simba

Simba

He always ran to the door to greet us all when we got home

He would sleep tucked into blankets in bed

He sneezed when he got mad that you wouldn’t give him your food

He would give you his paw so that you could pet him

He would never give you the toys when playing with him

He would recognize my dads voice through the phone and knew it was time to go walking

He hated showers

He would get into our suitcases when we packed for trips

He was always smiling and happy, wagging his tail all the time

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Belongs to

Julio Cerda

Bio

He learned how to give his paw at a late age

 

Epitaph

We miss you baby, we’ll miss your unconditional love and your playful paws
Siempre serás nuestro bebe
Thank you for choosing us as your family