Owen was born on February 21, 2003. He came to his forever home at almost 9 weeks old and remained, loved, cherished and spoiled, until his passing on April 1, 2011.

Owen loved people, playing with his dog friends, drives in the car, the smell of babies, and treats. He did not love squirrels, the mail man, the UPS truck, or fireworks. He had a gentle face and a stubborn streak.

Owen was a funny, giant, sweet, beautiful boy, whose absence is painful, but whose precious life made all who loved him better because of it.

Owen was not perfect. But he was perfect for me.

I miss you.