You were only 12 weeks old when you stole our hearts, which seems like yesterday. You stole everyone's heart the moment they met you, with your loving and calm personality, your wet kisses, endless paw shakes and cuddles. You brought joy to our lives and made our house a home. You stole so many socks and shoes, and 'buried' your bones in every corner of the house (as if we couldn't see them). You shared our bed and our food, and we loved every moment. We miss your snores, your hair and water all over the floor, our wake-up calls, and never having personal space. You gave us unconditional love until your last breath, and for that, we are forever grateful.

It is not for us to question why God needed his Guardian Angel back, but we will live with your memories in our hearts until we meet again our sweet Mason. You will always be loved, and sadly missed.