Pierre François Grady (He’s French)

by Mackenzie
(Holden, MA)

Today has been one of the hardest and saddest days of the Grady family history as our beloved Pierre has left us and made his journey across the rainbow bridge. He was a month shy of his 5th birthday.

We will miss his loud snoring, his stinky farts, his extreme attitude and stubbornness, but overall we will miss his loyalty and love. He has stood by me threw some of the most difficult and anxious yet wonderful experiences of the pregnancy of both my daughter and son. He slept right by me every single night and most of the time right on my belly.

I will forever be grateful for his constant support and his protection. He was a true French bulldog, displaying goofiness and tough guy syndrome. He was a joy to watch sunbathing and playing solo “attacks” on his bones.

He was my homey, and I’m going to miss him more than I ever could have imagined. But I know he has a fan club up in heaven of our Grammies awaiting his arrival, so we know he is going to be well taken care of.

We wish you unlimited amounts of cheese, bones, treats, sunshine and happiness on your new adventure. Love you always and furever, Pierre aka P aka PeePee aka bubba. May you rest In the most peaceful peace my love. We will see you again one day <3

Love,

Mommy, Daddy, Lennyn and Hendrix xoxo