Our beloved baby Heath passed away at 3:45 on December 9th, 2024. He was loved—oh, how he was loved. He would have been 15 years old next month. He brought so much joy into our lives. He was an exceptional furry friend.
Since he was little, every single time he ate or went potty, he would get so happy. When he was younger, he would run around frantically, and as he got older, he would walk quickly through the house, rubbing his face on the side of our bed or sofa.
Another thing he did, up until around 2020, was lie down wanting his belly rubbed. If you happened to stop, he would growl until you started rubbing again. He always expected a toy when we came home from the store. He would look around eagerly and loved to gnaw on toy bones.
I have so many pictures and videos of him, and I’m considering writing a children’s book about his life. Each picture I have of him tells a story. I will tell his story one day. ❤️