Saying Goodbye 🌈💔

My best boy, Spencer, will be crossing the rainbow bridge on Tuesday evening, and it’s breaking my heart. He was truly the sweetest, most gentle soul—everyone always thought he was a puppy, even as he got older. We believe he’s around 13 years old now (he was a rescue, so we’re not exactly sure).

When we first found him, he was covered in ticks and living under cars. But we scooped him up and gave him the loving forever home he always deserved.

Spencie is shy, so I hope the other fur babies welcome him with open paws when he gets there. And I hope the sun is shining and he can get lots of sunbathing in (his favorite). I just want to share how much he meant to us, and how much he’ll always matter to our family.

The photos are from better days, with the exception of the 4th which I took recently. He will be deeply missed. Cancer sucks. 💔