2026 Pet Memorials

January 2026

Charlie Johnson

April 30, 2013-January 22, 2025

Charlie came into a home that was just beginning to grow, joining a family with two young girls and a future unfolding in real time. From the very start, he fit himself right into the rhythm of their days, moving with them through every stage of a young family becoming itself.

He was there for lake days and driveway sprints, for the thrill of sledding adventures where hats were never safe, and for trampoline afternoons where shoes mysteriously disappeared. Charlie ran a 5K, took long walks to Dairy Queen, and always seemed to know when it was time to slow down and take a nap together. He dug holes with purpose, raced through sprinklers with joy, and embraced enrichment like it was a job he took seriously.

Charlie had a way of asking for love that could not be ignored, a gentle paw, a nudge of his head, a quiet insistence that now was the right time for affection. He soaked up the sun beside his friend Cooper, content just to be near the people and animals he loved. And no matter how many memories followed, there was always something special about the very first day, the day they chose him, and he chose them right back.

Charlie did not just witness this family growing up. He helped shape it. His love ran through their days like sunlight through an open window, steady, warm, and always present. And though his paws no longer race down the driveway, his spirit remains woven into every laugh, every story, and every moment where love shows up exactly when it is needed most.

Charlie Tix

10 years

of Motion, Mud, and Love

Charlie was a red lab with a heart built for movement.

Ten years fit him perfectly. Years spent alongside an active family who believed the best memories were made outdoors. With four kids racing through life and engines humming in the background Charlie never had to wonder where he belonged. He was always right there.

The lake was one of his favorite places. Water meant joy and freedom and the kind of happiness that ended with a good shake and a grin. But one moment captures Charlie best.

Tucker pedaling his bike down the dirt track. Helmet ties flapping. Charlie running behind him at full stride. Ears flying. Tongue out. Completely certain this was exactly what he was made for.

Charlie did not slow life down. He ran alongside it.

He grew with the kids. He kept pace with the noise and laughter and anchored the chaos with loyalty and presence. When the engines stopped and the day finally settled Charlie was there too tired in the best way content and home.

Ten years was enough time to leave pawprints on every chapter of a family’s story. And though Charlie is no longer seen he is not gone.

He is still running. 

Still keeping up. 

Still part of every ride.

Chloe Compeau

2019-January 10, 2026

Seven Years, Softly Loved

Chloe was the kind of cat who understood the rhythm of a home.

Black and white, nearly tuxedo in her elegance, she moved through the world with quiet confidence; never in a hurry, never uncertain of where she belonged. At seven years old, she had already mastered the art of being present without demanding attention, offering companionship without condition.

She loved her patrols most of all. Not the busy kind... no frantic chasing or dramatic leaps, but slow, deliberate strolls through the neighborhood. Chloe knew her territory well. She checked her corners, greeted the familiar sounds, and made her way home when the sun dipped low, satisfied that all was as it should be.

Before Chloe, there was a man of the house, someone deeply loved, now gone ahead. And now, Cindy finds herself with one more angel keeping watch. One more quiet presence standing guard in the unseen spaces, making sure love does not wander too far from home.

Chloe didn’t just live alongside her family. She kept them; kept their routines steady, their days softer, their home anchored. And though her footsteps are no longer heard on her lazy rounds, her watch continues in a different way now.

Some guardians wear wings.

 Some wear whiskers.

 And some, like Chloe, wear both.