Oreo Rose Leona Stewart

You were and will always be “the best girl”. Did you meet with mom and dad again? Did you see aunt Amanda, Uncle Marven or grandmom Audrey? Going on 17 years old and nothing or noone could take her down. They call it the “rainbow bridge”. Holding her in my arms and petting her until the end, along side of my sister; her third mom Elaine Stewart. She must’ve had a ball running across that bridge. To see you jump around on just two legs dancing, flying like the speed of light right into the oven as you were running around the house or even a nip to the nose.. I would’ve done anything to see again. To hear your bark, growl and the loud howling at the sound of my clarinet. You always loved to rip open a new toy as soon as you were given a new one. You loved to rip up your beds, dig holes, play bite and give a million kisses. Your cuddles were top notch and your attitude just as great. Such personality filled with so much intelligence and pure spunk. I’ll never forget your growls during a moment of play nor when you were eating food. You always knew when somebody was sad. I know because you were right beside me even as you were becoming older. You were so aware of your surrounding humans that cared for you just as much as your loyalty lay to them. Who am I kidding, not a human on earth could care as much as you about those you bonded with. My selfless baby. My girl, you were filled with so much love. You knew what distracted us from you and would literally push an item out of our hands or just turn the other way as I tried to take a simple picture. I’ll never forget sitting along side of mom and dad each morning searching for the perfect pup in the News Paper. A pappipoo in Ventnor. If I recall correctly there were three left. You were the girl. One that came from a papillon and poodle. Both were smart, loyal, cuddly and beautiful. We met in the Pathmark parking lot aside from the riverbank. If you can hear me I hope that you know how much I love you. How much I miss your better days and I’ll even miss your lame days. You were a true companion and my bestfriend. I’ll always wish that I could’ve done more. You deserved so much and I only hope that you lived your best life. I remember running after you and getting into trouble for leaving the yard. But to make sure you were safe is the only place my mind went. The moments I’d wake up at 6-7am to make sure I walked you each morning prior to school. Sometimes dad did it and I remember seeing both of you out of my bedroom window. Elaine Jennifer Stewart walking you and being the first to spoil you with a full course meal straight from the oven. I remember you jumping from high places and sticking your landing almost every time. The one time you hurt your leg pretty badly. You probably shouldn’t have been on the table small pup. Nor should children have played so roughly. I felt scared when you had your second surgery due to an abscess, than feeling relieved once you perked up. I assume you liked when we put bows on your beautiful elephant ears that would instantly point up or when you had to wear silly holiday outfits. Did you really enjoy those Canine Carry Out treats rather than BEGGIN? You were so picky and I couldn’t believe what you’d rather have but we made sure you enjoyed each meal. I know you enjoyed your all natural meals. Going for walks or taking a run to the park, running around and chasing other animals. You always loved to keep moving or how our loved one always said “she be shmoovin”. Did you think of the moments when dad would say “lick your chops” or call you a black bird simply because of your cute little button nose. Did you remember when dad use to knock on the table just to get you all riled up? You never did like baths much it seemed. You instantly tried to jump out since you were just a pup. But boy did you love walking and jumping in the snow. You’d come back in with clumped up ball like snowballs on your belly and immediately needed a hot bath. You were like a bunny hopping through 4ft of snow. Gosh you were the cutest puppy and dog. So soft and sweet. When we first laid eyes on you, it was as if we were looking at perfection. You were our baby and I fell simply in love with you. Although it was for a short time, you made mom smile so much. Even when you had an accident on her when you were a pup, she didn’t scold you once. You laid by her foot as she ate and followed her around like a duckling. I am sorry for the things thay changed when mom had grown ill. You made everyone who came into contact with you feel loved. You made them smile, laugh and get adventurous. Even when you nipped a few of my closest friend’s noses. The pictures I have of them are hilarious.  You were a queen that deserved all of life’s treasures. Again, I wish that I could’ve done more. You loved to eat grass, bite bones and walk all over our flower beds.  When you could no longer see, you still sniffed over to the flowerbed at our new home. You were named Oreo because all I could think of was how excited I was and the woman who handed you to us mentioned Oreo. Your first night home you slept in a box that had a Snickers logo on it. We always did make fun and second guess our decision sometimes. You slobbered all over when you would try to get a ball. No matter how big the ball was, you some how brought it back. You might have been playing a game, but you rarely wanted us to grab your toy back. Do you remember acting on impulse and eating little ones food? How about the times you’d sleep in my bedroom? I wonder if you remembered our faces when you lost your sight. You certainly remembered our scent. You would still pop right up if one of us walked into a room. Even if your joints were hurting a little more that day. You were always so excited when one of us simply opened the door. Just as excited as you were when you claimed a sock! I am sorry if I ever made you feel sad. You hung on for a long time. As many others would say, we were simply blessed. All she ever wanted was attention. I will never come across another dog like you. Not everyone understands the true connection between a dog and human. That being said, I just hope those people can empathize in some way and just simply RESCUE a pup while putting their all into the journey that awaits.As soon as you left, I instantly missed you. Our family will never be the same. Everyone adored you and treasure the memories shared. I already miss hearing your little feet and making sure you eat all of your food. However you are no longer suffering in any way shape or form just as an elder normally does. You were already an angel the moment you were born. On Valentine’s Day you gained your wings.  I am still in disbelief and heartbroken as little one and your third mommy is. As heartbroken as those who also love you. You completed our family the first moment I held you next to dad. So little and soft.Rest in Peace my beautiful girl Oreo Rose Leona Stewart. You’ll always be my baby and “the best girl”. You were my rock during the darkest moments and you will always be my light. Giovanni William Di Donato who was your side kick since he was just a babe, being recently hysterical of the idea but his heart knows that you would’ve been in no pain and with those who loved you just as much as us. “She’s my doggy, my doggy!”  She was survived by the late Robert and Dorothy Stewart (Egg Harbor City), Brieanna R. Stewart (Eric W. Di Donato), Elaine J. Stewart, Giovanni W. Di Donato, Aunt Brenda Kozenskie (the late Darryl Kozenskie), Aunt Debbie (Paul Wade), the late Biegi bird, Angel Wings, DJ the second, third, Lacy and her other two pet siblings she may not have noticed much of in the end Belsnickles and bearded dragon Charizard. Along with many who loved and adored her when they walked through the door.