Lulu
A donation was made in memory of Lulu by the doctors and staff at Queen Anne Animal Clinic on Jan 16, 2020.
It was Springtime, and my breeder had wanted me to consider letting her show JoJo. I wasn’t interested since I got a dog to have a dog not a bunch of ribbons and medals, but she convinced me to bring him by so she could get a look at him now that he was about a year old. I got there and there was this single little puppy there. A tiny girl. All her litter mates had been adopted weeks earlier. I asked why she hadn’t been and the breeder said no one wanted her because she was the runt and was more cow print than having standard Boston Terrier breed coloring. This little girl didn’t leave my lap the whole time I was there. She cuddled and gave me puppy kisses and just looked at me with the kindest big brown eyes. I thought she was perfect. I looked at my ex and said, “I’m not leaving without her” He just rolled his eyes and said “Well, you’re paying for it.” I just opened my purse and wrote the check right then and there. She has been my precious pooch, my princess, my baby girl ever since. I made the best decision I ever made that day. And she made it easy to love her every day that followed.
She was my family. I got her brother, Jojo (who passed 3 years ago), when I was only 25 (I am 41 now), and Lulu less than a year later. She and JoJo were my kids, my best friends. They saw me (and helped me) grow up. They were at my side through thick and thin. Lulu was with me through 6 homes, 3 job losses, several broken hearts, as well as many adventures, joys and triumphs. On the days I felt all alone in the world, I wasn’t because I had Lulu. On days I felt no one loved me, I was loved by Lulu. On days I didn’t want to get out of bed, I did it anyway, because Lulu needed me to. We needed each other and we belonged to each other.
She was one of the tiniest yet toughest dogs I’ve ever known. Over the years, she needed all but 5 teeth pulled. At age 9, she got and beat cancer, which is when she lost her ear. She slowly became blind and deaf over the years, but even until the end, her playfulness and spiritedness shined through when she’d try to play with Bodhi, her 2 year old brother who is 3x her size, she’d insist on walking to the stairs on her own vs. be carried, or she’d sit and bark at me to pick her up and hold her. She was a fighter and I know she fought so hard for me...so she could be there for me. And she was. Always.
On Saturday, January 11 at around 2:25pm PT, my beloved little girl, Lulu, passed away. She had just celebrated her 14th birthday on January 4th and had been with me since she was only 11 weeks old. Her overall health had been declining over the past 6 months or so and that weekend, while I was traveling, she decided for herself that it was her time to leave this earth.
My condo doesn’t feel like home anymore because she’s not here. And my heart breaks every time Bodhi goes looking for her in her crate or paws at her dog bed wondering why she’s not there. My only comfort is in believing that she’s free now. Wherever she is, she’s healthy (able to run, jump, and play like she used to) and she’s happy (reunited with her wonderful brother, JoJo, once more). I’ll miss her sweet, tiny face (hands down the cutest Boston Terrier the world has ever known), her crooked little trot, how she used to spin in circles and tap the floor with her front paws when she wanted to go for a walk, her rolling onto her back for belly rubs, her little bark to be held, the softness of her fur (she kept her puppy fur and people would mistake her for a puppy even when she was elderly, which is why I called her Perma-Puppy), her infinite doggy kisses, how much she loved peanut butter and had mastered getting every last bit out of a jar, how she’d burrow under her blankets in her dog bed to get warm and cozy, the way she could always find a sunbeam to lay in, how she’d yip and twitch in her sleep sometimes because she was having a dream (I always wondered what she was dreaming about), and the feeling of her tiny little body curled up in my lap - so peaceful and calm. So many wonderful memories.
I’ve lost my baby girl, my Punkin Seed, my Lu-Berry Blue, my Mini Orca, my Lu Bug, my Princess Lulu. But heaven has gained the most adorable, fuzzy, little angel they’ve ever known. Her AKC registered name was Serendipity’s Queen of Hearts, and when I gave her that name all those years ago, I never could have known just how much she ruled my heart and always will.
I will miss you my sweet, tiny dog. I will miss you every single day. But you will always be with me in my heart from now until forever. As I called to her every day when I left the house, “Mama loves you, Lu!”
-With love and gratitude, Jessica Larson
“If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.” ~Will Rogers
She was my family. I got her brother, Jojo (who passed 3 years ago), when I was only 25 (I am 41 now), and Lulu less than a year later. She and JoJo were my kids, my best friends. They saw me (and helped me) grow up. They were at my side through thick and thin. Lulu was with me through 6 homes, 3 job losses, several broken hearts, as well as many adventures, joys and triumphs. On the days I felt all alone in the world, I wasn’t because I had Lulu. On days I felt no one loved me, I was loved by Lulu. On days I didn’t want to get out of bed, I did it anyway, because Lulu needed me to. We needed each other and we belonged to each other.
She was one of the tiniest yet toughest dogs I’ve ever known. Over the years, she needed all but 5 teeth pulled. At age 9, she got and beat cancer, which is when she lost her ear. She slowly became blind and deaf over the years, but even until the end, her playfulness and spiritedness shined through when she’d try to play with Bodhi, her 2 year old brother who is 3x her size, she’d insist on walking to the stairs on her own vs. be carried, or she’d sit and bark at me to pick her up and hold her. She was a fighter and I know she fought so hard for me...so she could be there for me. And she was. Always.
On Saturday, January 11 at around 2:25pm PT, my beloved little girl, Lulu, passed away. She had just celebrated her 14th birthday on January 4th and had been with me since she was only 11 weeks old. Her overall health had been declining over the past 6 months or so and that weekend, while I was traveling, she decided for herself that it was her time to leave this earth.
My condo doesn’t feel like home anymore because she’s not here. And my heart breaks every time Bodhi goes looking for her in her crate or paws at her dog bed wondering why she’s not there. My only comfort is in believing that she’s free now. Wherever she is, she’s healthy (able to run, jump, and play like she used to) and she’s happy (reunited with her wonderful brother, JoJo, once more). I’ll miss her sweet, tiny face (hands down the cutest Boston Terrier the world has ever known), her crooked little trot, how she used to spin in circles and tap the floor with her front paws when she wanted to go for a walk, her rolling onto her back for belly rubs, her little bark to be held, the softness of her fur (she kept her puppy fur and people would mistake her for a puppy even when she was elderly, which is why I called her Perma-Puppy), her infinite doggy kisses, how much she loved peanut butter and had mastered getting every last bit out of a jar, how she’d burrow under her blankets in her dog bed to get warm and cozy, the way she could always find a sunbeam to lay in, how she’d yip and twitch in her sleep sometimes because she was having a dream (I always wondered what she was dreaming about), and the feeling of her tiny little body curled up in my lap - so peaceful and calm. So many wonderful memories.
I’ve lost my baby girl, my Punkin Seed, my Lu-Berry Blue, my Mini Orca, my Lu Bug, my Princess Lulu. But heaven has gained the most adorable, fuzzy, little angel they’ve ever known. Her AKC registered name was Serendipity’s Queen of Hearts, and when I gave her that name all those years ago, I never could have known just how much she ruled my heart and always will.
I will miss you my sweet, tiny dog. I will miss you every single day. But you will always be with me in my heart from now until forever. As I called to her every day when I left the house, “Mama loves you, Lu!”
-With love and gratitude, Jessica Larson
“If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.” ~Will Rogers
