09/1990 - 4/3/2007

To the sweetest dog I’ve ever had the pleasure of being around. The dog who followed us everywhere, just in case we lost our way back to the living room. The dog who fiercely protected me with his own body when someone was pretending to hit me. The dog who’d lick my face until his tongue was dry because I was crying. The dog who’d get so excited to see me, he’d jump and pee all over my leg - it was sweeter than it sounds. The dog who’d curl up with me if I was sick, even though he didn’t want to because he had other places to be…like, checking out what that squirrel was doing on our balcony and warning it not to dare come inside. The dog who let me dress him up for halloween and only got a little annoyed when I put on the pants. The dog who resembled a drowned sewer rat when wet. The dog who once got an entire, large slice of pizza in his mouth with only the crust hanging out. The dog who’d eat anything that had spaghetti sauce on it, even spaghetti - which he’d have to attack because those noodles were flailing menacingly in the air at him. The dog who was scared to death of thunder. The dog who’d get out the back gate, only to walk around to the front and cry to be let back in. The dog who’d run wild through the house at the mention of, “roasted pig.” The dog who couldn’t stop walking. The dog that hated baths. The dog who was the nicest, sweetest, smartest, brattiest, and most headstrong dog on earth.

I was blessed to know you as long as I did. I love you. I’ll miss you.

RIP Paxton Del Mundo Perkins Romero

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