06/24/2026
At 5:52 a m. Tuesday, June 23rd. My heart stopped. My friend, my smile, my laughter, my comfort and the one friend I have ever had who accepted all the dogs, fallen birds, stray rabbits, cats and yes even a baby opposum without hesitation, passed suddenly in my arms with his siblings surrounding him. He made my heart dance every time his favorite song played, Pentatonix "Hallelujah." He always sang the chorus with such feelings. He was judged constantly by Dex in the day and continued to be judged by Dorscha for what we always called the weekend parent with puppies. The other dogs would work hard to teach the pups' manners and respect to the other dogs, and within seconds, Griff would undo everything by laying on the ground for the puppies to crawl on him. He loved nothing more than going to the lake with me on Sunday mornings, just the two of us. His eyes connected with all humans in a way that we all knew Griff understood our deepest thoughts and feelings and never once judged us. On hard days, he felt the best therapy was to offer his butt for a good scratch, and yes, it always made we mere humans feel better.
