For 12 wonderful years, Peyton was more than a dog—he was family. A steady, loyal presence who filled each day with quiet joy and unconditional love. He was the best. Truly.
This week, our brave boy let us know it was time.
On Monday, Peyton had a seizure. A sudden, terrifying moment that led to the discovery no one was ready for—tumors that had caused his spleen to rupture, and more gathered around his liver.
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There were no easy choices, only the gentle decision to give him peace after giving us so much.
Tonight, he feasts on a T-bone steak. The kind of meal he always deserved was fit for the best boy who never asked for much, to be near us.
His tail wagged, his eyes still full of love, and we let him know how deeply he was cherished.
Peyton gave us everything. Twelve years of companionship, trust, laughter, and comfort. He was the one waiting at the door.
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The one lying beside us during quiet moments. The one who loved us without question every single day.
And now, as he crosses the Rainbow Bridge, we picture him reunited with Vic—running free, tails wagging, hearts light.
Rest easy, sweet Peyton. You were so loved. You’ll always be loved. Thank you for every moment, every nuzzle, every memory. You left paw prints that time can never erase.
