Bitsy

 

To Bitsy, you were such a happy, wiggly little thing who always had to be where ever the action was. At 8lbs, soaking wet, you were often found hip-hopping underneath the mammoths in the basement, in your own little world, occasionally chasing your tail. Though we met you late in life, joining in 2013 at the age of 12, you always had the heart and soul of a young pup. You were always close by, following one of the staff members around, trying your hardest to keep up with all the youngens at play. Our fondest memories of you often consist of your cute bunny hops and excited, full-body wiggles... Especially around feeding time. You were always so good about finishing the meal and licking the bowl clean. There were certainly never any crumbs left behind for us to clean up. Come bedtime, all the pups gravitated towards you. You were always the first to pass out, picking the best spot in the house, which led to the beginning of our bedtime puppy pile-ups.

Ruby

To Ruby Two, you were one of our Happy Hounds originals! Beginning in 2005 at the age of 6 months. Our second Ruby to ever grace us with their presence, thus the nickname "Ruby Two", and it stuck throughout your whole Happy Hounds career. Regardless of your older age and physical limitations, you were ALWAYS our master fetch player. Up until you retired from daycare in in 2014, you spent all day playing ball. Ruby, you could convince anyone to do anything with those soulful big brown eyes and your sweet attempts to nudge the ball into our hands. You never failed to get what you wanted... Even if that meant 10 more minutes of fetch after playing for hours on end. We all find comfort knowing you're across the rainbow bridge where you never misplace your ball and fetch never ends.

Zoe

To Zoe, from the moment you began attending daycare at the age of 8 years in 2015, we knew you needed a job with a title.. And we gave you that. You were one of the of the original Rufferees. Always showing up to school ready and eager to follow your duties as our main Rufferee, arguably our very first Official Daycare Rufferees. You wore those stripes proudly and always let us know when the other pups were out of line. Always so adamant about following the rules and making sure they were being followed by all the pups. We appreciate your role more than you know! We all know the love and pride your parents had for you. You always strutted in to start your day beautifully pampered. Even though sometimes the pups stressed you out by ignoring your demands for them to stop their foolish puppy nonsense, you were always picked up prim and proper, never one hair misplaced on that beautiful blonde head.

Savannah

To Savannah, though we didn't have the pleasure to see you as often as we would have liked, we loved every minute of Savannah days. You were such a good pooch who really didn't require the regular daycare like some pups do. When you were here, you were often curled up out of the way, watching all the action from afar. Some people enjoy people watching just as much as some pups enjoy puppy watching, right? When we think of what labs should be, we think of you, the perfect, loving and loyal family dog.. Though your passing was hard on them, your family was eventually able to open their hearts and home to a new pooch, Little Murphy. Let me tell you, that wild boy has some big shoes to fill and a lot to live up to. Though you never had a chance to meet your new brother, we know you would have adored him. We know you're watching over Little Murph and making sure he's making good choices.
 

Riley

To Riley, though we were only blessed to have cared for you twice in the last two years, that didn't make us love you any less. You were such a good boy and you kept us laughing with your goofy antics. You were a wonderful watchdog, you always let us know when the pesky chipmunks were rummaging through the bushes. And like clockwork, you were there to alert the hounds with each fed-ex delivery next door. When playing, you would bounce and spin in circles, barking at your chosen friend for the day. Aside from your silly quirks, you had wonderful manners. You were always first and last in line at the lunch counter, waiting patiently for your turn.. And then your second turn, but as we pointed out after every meal, this is not a buffet. We couldn't blame you, who doesn't love those pupperonis?

Sadie

To Sadie, you were more than just a dog in the pack, you were everyone's dog. We spent the last 10 years, five days a week with you. You became everyone's part-time pooch and though we treat all the pups like our own, you got it just a little more than the rest. You were always there to help us finish the turkey and cheese on our Jimmy John's sub, or help clean up the crumbs that fell on the office desk. Nothing compares to the amount of times we would beg you to go outside and potty only to be refused by you, The Diva... and then two minutes later, there you were,  threatening to pee on the floor if we didn't drop what we were doing and rush to your aid because you didn't have to go out the five times we asked. You were quite the drill sergeant. You even made sure our office staff was working to their fullest potential... Which really meant typing with one hand and petting you with the other. The struggle you would have to go through, nudging our elbows nonstop until we put everything on hold to give you attention. You were so right... You deserved every bit of that attention and more. Your opinion mattered more to us than anything else. If we got a new bed, we'd make sure to have you test it out. You even helped us interview potential staff and conduct meetings. We all remember how belligerent you could be during those staff meetings. It wasn't an easy adjustment when you left but your love and loyalty lives on in our hearts and in Happy Hounds.

Sam

To Sam, you always shared your time wisely with each and every staff member, never leaving anyone out. During the day, after a bit of mingling with the pups, you liked to set up shop under the office desk, hanging out with whoever was manning the phones and computer. At dinner time, you were spoiled with spoon feedings. Oh Sam, even eating off a spoon you were the messiest eater. Ha! On overnights, you were adamant about sleeping in bed but you would never just jump on and steal a spot. Sam, you wanted nothing more than invitation to snuggle, but we wish you would have understood that your cuddles were always welcome, invitation or not. Your favorite time to play was, of course, bedtime while everyone is lounging on the couch, watching tv, trying to relax from an eventful day of play, that was when you made your move. For the last 9 years with Sam at Happy Hounds, we learned that everything always happened on Sam's time.

Beau

To Beau, you were the quintessential perfect golden. You joined us late in life, at the age of 11 years but we were so blessed to have been about to spend 4 years with you. Just a sweet, wise, well-mannered, old soul. You carried yourself proudly and wanted nothing more than a few pats on the head and the mention of "good boy"... That was all the recognition you needed because, well, let's be real, even you knew you were the best boy. At daycare, you kept a low profile, often curling up out of the way and longingly watching the staff members carry about their chores, just waiting to catch their eye and once you had it, it was an invitation for love... which your sister, Audry, often took full advantage of. Even though she would push you out of the way to steal some of the love that was rightfully yours, you didn't mind. You were such a great brother to her, always keeping a close eye on her, as any big brother should. At night, you always made sure to pick the best spot where both you and Audry could snooze and snuggle comfortably. 

Daisey

Atryeau

Mr. Sauve Atryeau, most commonly called Tray or everyone's personal favorite, Traymond.. Up until the very end you were still prowling for lovely ladies. From the moment you began attending in January of 2008, you were keen on those ladies. Never once were you caught romping, napping or flirting with a boy doggy. When you weren't vocalizing your affections for your favorite lady pup of the day, we always found you in the same place, parked right in front of the fan, with your sheltie fuzz blowing in the wind. We always said you were the dog version of Fabio and you were... With that hair and all the ladies pawing for your every glance. During outdoor activities, you took yourself VERY seriously and you were always on the look-out, whether it was those pesky kids walking by or conniving squirrels, our yard was guaranteed safe on Tray days.

Minnie