Pet Memorial

Our love and light, Tank, made his final journey to peace on April 8th, 2025 at 2:52pm.

We count the hours on the clock, we wait to hear your nails click on the hardwood, searching for your significant bark when we walk through the door instead of the aching echo without you, walking past your favourite spots in our home where your imprints still lay, thinking we will find you there. We hope and we pray this is a nightmare, so we can wake up to you over our heads in bed, just like we used to know.

Our time together was so short lived, yet forever never would have felt nearly long enough. Our hearts know if love could have saved you, you would still be here beside us.

Young and naive searching for puppies online, only to come across an instant connection of a black and white puppy with his two front paws propped up on a wooden log in a field — we knew his was ours. An instant connection, just through a photograph. Picking up Tank in 2016, he lead us through a lifetime of love, a forgiving and loyal lifestyle. A connection that ran so deep, only we could understand. A bond we had the pleasure of feeling that we don’t know how to live this life without.

To know Tank was to love Tank, and he was loved by everyone who crossed his path that fell under his short legs and little paws. Our handsome, fluffy, bright eyed boy carried the dignity that lived up to his name just for him to be a 10 pound lap dog who kept his circle small.

We never knew love like this existed. It felt like a dream everyday. To experience his intense love for a short 8 years, was the opportunity of a lifetime. A soulmate before this life and every one after.

Tank was diagnosed with Soft Tissue Sarcoma in March of 2025, which took over his little body that struggled to find comfort, healing or peace. The most selfless act of love — providing peace for our boy was what we knew was right, but felt so very wrong. He was a fighter until the very end, he hung on tightly to our love, his sister Tova, and his home in which he knew he was always safe in our arms. I know he is thankful, but we are so sorry. Sorry we couldn’t save you, sorry your time was cut short.

Through this pain, we have realized love is not measured in time. But in moments, joy and warmth.

Tank was our whole life, and we will never find another him. Some say we were lucky, but we knew it wasn’t luck. It was love.

To our boy, Tank.
Saying we love you feels like an injustice of how much we truly love you. Our hearts are longing for your love, affection and touch. We pray you are able to run and leap through fields of long grass, sniffing every flower, with the warm sun soaking your fur. The beautiful peace we envision for you, I hope is true.

We miss you. We love you. Forever and always.
Your Parents Forever,
Julia, Nicholas & Sister Tova