January 3, 2008 to April 1, 2023
Beamer was a rescue puppy who joined our family and we fell in love with him in February 2008. He was by my side from the very first day. I would take him to my office where he would sleep in my lap while I worked. And at home he would lay right beside me on the couch, with his head nestled in the crook of my arm while I worked on my laptop.
Beamer actually watched TV and we loved our Monk Marathon Days! He would always bark at animals on the screen…and when he recognized certain sounds, like the jingle from a commercial, he would run into the room to watch the TV and bark at the animals.
He snored, a lot and loudly. He loved to snuggle. He followed us around the house to make sure we weren’t alone. He used to love walks, but didn’t like other dogs in his universe!
He liked to poop on the carpet while we were out to teach us a lesson. He loved to sun himself on our back deck.
As he got a little older and couldn’t jump on the couch himself, he would curl up in his little cream-puff donut and sleep the day away by my feet. He would always climb into bed with me in the early mornings and was my perfect alarm clock each day.
He loved FOOD! And was always ready for a treat—he would stand under the kitchen island just in case a little morsel hit the floor he could call his!
One of his favorite places was when we would sit on the front porch, and he would lay on the couch next to me and bark at the passers-by! He fell in love with a little grey Frenchie girl who would walk by the house every day.
He hated the mail man. He would rip the mail out of the mail slot and destroy it!
He would put his front paws in the mail slot and peek out the front door window at the world–
He would always be at the front door peeking out when we left and came home…he always greeted us with happy whines and snorts! Truly so happy to see us.
He was diagnosed with low mass cell tumor on his back left leg in the fall of 2022 and fought it valiantly, but in the end his heart and lungs gave out. He died in my arms, wrapped in his blanket, on our couch at 945am, April 1, 2023. He was fifteen years old.
He was my absolute best friend and my heart is shattered – the pain of losing him is unbearable. I miss him.