Today we say goodbye to our dog, who never met a closed bedroom door she couldn’t conquer. No latch, lock, or barrier stood between her and a soft bed.
She leaves behind a legacy of impeccable potty-spot preparation, often requiring at least 100 spins before committing.
She was fueled by treats, powered by sunshine, and could nap like it was a full-time career.
May she find endless sunbeams, bottomless treat jars, and all the doors in heaven left conveniently ajar.
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