09/24/2025
“Pud walked into our lives many years ago. He had a way of choosing the people he loved, and the love that he gave was immediate and wholehearted. One unforgettable day, as I got out of my car, he waddled towards me from the road, as if he had always known he belonged to us. From then on, he made it clear that he was our family, and we were his.
From the moment he found his favorite people, he found his favorite spot. Pud loved being close to the people he adored – snuggling as close as he possibly could and instantly serenading his favorite people with gentle (and sometimes very loud) snorts and snores, reminding us of his contentment and love. He was a cuddly little dude, whose presence brought enduring comfort and warmth to his family
Pud had a mischievous side too. He tested the boundaries of the cats, nipping at their tails as they pranced by. But how he could resist, as they deliberately flicked him on the tip of his nose? And if we weren’t careful, he was sneaking bites of food off your plate that he probably shouldn’t have eaten. He had more than his fair share of garbage to eat, a delight that he was more than happy to savor when we were not looking. But that cheeky behavior was part of his charm and part of the personality that made him unforgettable.
Pud was tough too—like a little engine that could. When he walked into our lives, he was frail and thin, from a hard life on the road. But no matter how frail he had been, he faced life with determination, bouncing back from hardships with a resilience that amazed us. Every step, every romp, every stubborn little stance was a reminder of his courage and spirit.
Pud was also a loyal and steadfast companion, offering comfort and unwavering love to his family. He was our little “road bump” – always at our feet, ready to follow, nap, or have a bite of whatever delicious morsel may have been dropped. But with Lili, Pud was truly special; he shared countless adventures with Lili and was her truest friend, accompanying her to school on pet days, trotting happily alongside her, and sitting always by her side for the little joys and milestones of childhood, adolescence, and into young adulthood. Pud remained a constant presence—a small but mighty heart devoted to hers. He was the goodest boy, loyal and loving in every way, a little soul bursting with boundless love to give.
Though we grieve the loss of his physical presence, we cherish the memories of our loyal, loveable, snuggable, road bump. He left pawprints on our hearts that will never fade, and his spirit will forever linger in the warmth of our home.
He was more than a pet. He was family—and we will miss our dear Pud Doo.”