Zyera. Always and Forever. RIP little Angel.

To all of our family and friends who have offered their love and support for us during the last few days... Thank you. I know many will say "It's just a dog, move on," but she was so so much more than "Just a Dog"

She filled a void in our lives that we didn't know was there.

She protected us.

She was silly, stubborn, sassy, and strong.

She put a smile on our faces. Every. Day.

She was the first one I wanted to hug after a hard day.

She trusted us.

Perhaps more importantly than all of that, she LOVED us. Truly and unconditionally. Even when she was in trouble, she loved us.

She's left a hole in our hearts that is impossible to fill or mend. The only time I am not thinking of her or reliving that night is when I am sleeping.

I had to shut the door to the spare bedroom because I cried every-time I looked in there.

I had to throw away the dog's pumpkin not just because it was starting to get moldy, but because that made me cry too. Even when my mind isn't thinking of her, my heart is. I can feel it.

I know this will get easier, some day. I'm still waiting for that day to be in sight. This is me trying to figure out a way to start healing.

Her wings were ready but our hearts weren't. I still speak to her at night, and tell her i love her and shes a good dog and to sleep well, even if i am saying it to the ceiling.

Trigger helps. Maybe somewhere someone knew what was going to happen and knew we would need something to love, take care of, and remind us why we got Zyera to begin with. He won't fill that void, fix it, or cover it up. He was supposed to grow with her, learn from her, and be each others best friends. But he's a good dog, a smart dog, and he'll learn how to be the best he can be. He makes this easier, if even a little bit. Just yesterday over lunch he was being very silly. He was running laps around the couch...we were smiling and even chuckling just a little as we counted the laps. He snuggles. And when i'm ready to break down and cry again he cuddles right up to me and loves on me. He's growing his own little spot in our hearts which i am sure one day will leave us feeling like this all over again, i hope that day never comes, but it inevitably will.

So we thank you. Family and friends who have offered their love and support. It is without love and support that we truly would never make it through. You each loved her in your own way, and i know many of you will miss her terribly too. I will be working on a shadow box to go with her cremated remains for our home, and will share that too when the time comes. I encourage each and every one of you that wishes to, to share a story, a photo, or anything you wish to to help us celebrate her life. As much as this hurts, I know that she would want us to be happy people and to live our lives like she was here. I was going to include her collar with her shadowbox, but it has become apparent that it belongs where Ethan has put it. In the Jeep. Because where the jeep went, she went. On adventure after adventure. And there are many more adventures to be had.

We love you baby girl. Until we meet you again. Be free. Run with the wolves, catch many tennis balls. Your fish taco will be kept safe and sound. Much Love.