January-ish, 2016 – April 24, 2023

The Goodest Boy — perpetually excited to the end.

Peanut, a chihuahua-pug mix, joined our family in October, 2016. As I recall, he was perhaps ten months old.

He knew sit. And he had that nailed. But that’s about it. And that’s okay.

Over the next seven years, we were able to get him to speak, but he never outgrew the chihuahua-type ultra-squeaky bark.

A few months ago, he was diagnosed diabetic, and it progressively and rapidly worsened. A few weeks ago, he became increasingly lethargic.

On Monday, Daisy and the kids gave him what would be the best dog-day a dog could have: meeting people, enjoying some of his most-favoritest treats, playing at the people-park, a nap on the people-couch.

And one last appointment at the vet who understood the medical history.

He has been the Goodest Boy for the few short years in our lives and was, in his own way, happy and excited until the end.