Olivia came into my life in March, 1998. She was my first Frenchie. Before her, my dogs had always been large breeds, Bullmastiffs, German Shepherds, etc. Pretty serious dogs. Olivia was the first dog that I had ever laughed at on a regular basis. She was always doing something that would put a smile on my face and a laugh in my day. In the morning when I was getting ready for work we would play on the floor together and laugh. Puddin, my Bullmastiff, and Olivia were constant companions. Nine years ago, Olivia had her first litter. At the same time, Puddin was struck with a an illness that left her unable to walk. Puddin had been sent home from the vet with little hope of recovery. Olivia would go between her brand new babies and sitting with Puddin as she lay on our living room floor. Olivia was an excellent mom and dedicated friend. In her final days, Olivia still lived her life like she always had. Even though she was very weak, she would pick up a bone and chew on it. In her final hours she sat next to Puddin, as she had done all her life, and rested. On our way to the vet, she layed next to me sleeping. As we waited in our vehicle for everything to be prepared, she climbed up onto my leg one last time, looked out the window, then layed down in her spot on the seat. She was a dedicated mom, faithful friend and will undeniably be missed until we meet again.

Thank you Olivia for being a part of my life and teaching me so many valuable lessons. There will never be another like you.

Stephani & Dave Luedde