I remember the day you came to us Mojo. Your brother was so excited to have someone to play with. You stole our hearts right from the beginning. I remember how when it was time to go to bed you would pick up your favorite toy and run to your crate, your brother would run to the master bedroom. Before long you were in the master bedroom as well. I remember the first night you snuggled in bed and as I started to drift off to sleep, I suddenly was awakened by this loud snore. I laughed and listen as you slept so deeply and peacefully. Oh Mojo how I wish to here that again. I remember the long walks to the horse farm, I ended up carrying your brother at the final stretch but your little legs kept going. You were a trooper. I remember when I would leave the two of you in the pen to play and you use to dig your way out and adventure around the neighborhood. I would frantically canvas the neighborhood to find you and when I did you would look at me with a tilt to your head as if to say "Whats all the excitement? I was just playing." I remember when you got your first hedgy, one flip in the air and there was no looking back. Outside of Bojangles the hedgy became your best friend. I remember all the running and chasing you boys would do. You filled our home with love and joy.|
As my life changed you and your brother were right beside me through every tear, and every laughter, it was the three of us, and we could make it through anything, as long as we were together.
Even though we were in a new home Santa Pug always found you and left you a new hedgy every Christmas morning. (He only does that for exceptionally good pugs!)
I can't even put into words Mojo how happy I am to be your Mom and how much you mean to me.
Now it is time for you to run and play again and rest easy in the arms of Jesus.