In Memoriam
what you miss the most & a valuable lesson you learned from your beloved animal companion.
Moe (2009 – 2024)
Personality: Moe was an extraordinarily intelligent Maltipoo who mastered both English and Spanish. His keen understanding was so profound that we had to spell out words like “walk” or “outside” to avoid his immediate, enthusiastic reaction. Eager for his walks, he would stick by your heel, awaiting his adventure.
What you miss the most: Moe’s daily routine was a reminder of his intelligence and love for consistency. He cherished his walks and had a remarkable way of ensuring we knew what he expected each day. His presence at our heel, waiting for his leash, is a deeply missed daily ritual. Additionally, every night after my shower, Moe would wait for me in my bedroom. As I changed into my pajamas, he knew it was bedtime. He liked going to bed early, and once dressed for bed, he would approach me, waiting to be lifted onto the bed to settle into his spot for the night. I miss that nightly routine terribly.
A valuable lesson you learned: Moe taught us the profound impact of loyalty and the rewards of kindness. His grandparents, Joycelyn and Daddy Ray, provided him with homemade meals and daily walks, earning his unwavering affection. Moe showed us that going above and beyond in caring for someone truly strengthens bonds and loyalty. From Moe, we learned that genuine care and consistency are the essence of love and loyalty.
Moe’s memory continues to inspire us to treat all our loved ones with the same dedication and kindness he enjoyed and returned tenfold. His legacy is a reminder of the pure, unconditional love pets bring into our lives.
Titus Bell (2010 – August 17, 2024)
Titus Bell was family, a true friend and will always be missed. To this day I can hear his snores, grunts and barks. I knew this day would come, but I didn’t know it would hit me this hard. 14 amazing years of life from moving from apartments to houses, California to Arizona, welcoming new additions, Titus was there for it all. He always was joyful, had a positive spirit and said would say”let’s go”! The goal was always to move from an apartment and get a big yard for Titus, he was the motivation to our American Dream. I will forever miss his caring energy, he knew when things were rough and knew how to make it better by simply rubbing against you and placing his head on your knee. The days of fetch, hikes and long walks will always missed.
A valuable lesson that could be gained from the life of Titus was that loyalty is everything. That life comes with ups and downs, but as long as we have each other we will keep climbing and achieving goals together. The position that we are in today is never the ending of the story, they are simply stepping stones to a greater future. He saw us grow from a family of 3 to a family of 7 and we continued to take on new challenges together while accomplishing everything that came our way.
From Titus, I’ve learned that life is short, but the impact that that we leave on others will live forever. Titus will always be remembered as one of the biggest parts of my family simply because not only was he there first before the blessings came but that we got a chance to make amazing memories as a family with him. He will always be my “Ty Ty”
His memory will always live in our hearts and it was a pleasure seeing so much with. We will always remember his Championship ways, loyalty, and fighting spirit to overcome adversity. I mean that is what the ” boxer” way!
With love Your Family,
Maximus (2008 – 2024)
Maximus joined our family in 2008, when he was 12 weeks old. A fluffy ball of white fur with enchanting dark eyes.
Initially he was shy, and reticent, running away, and hiding when we got too close. Gradually he grew to know, and trust us, and became an integral part of our family.
Max loved people, I’m sure he never doubted that he was human. Taking him to the dog park was just an opportunity for him to make new human friends. He generally ignored anything with four legs.
He was a welcome committee all by himself. We often joked that if an intruder got in our house, Max would greet him with tail wagging, and warm licks.
He hated to be left alone, sometimes if the car door was left open for even a brief moment, Max would jump right in, and refuse to get out.
He loved riding with the window down, and the wind blowing in his face. He barked at other dogs as we drove by them. His excitement was boundless when he knew he was going for a walk. He nipped at his leash, spun around in circles, and pulled at our clothing to hurry us up.
He always tried to entice us to feed him people food. He sat very still, and stared at us with those irresistible eyes till we weakened, and gave in. Everyone who knew Max said he was a perfect dog, some even questioned if he was really a dog.
He was sweet, and gentle, but also fearless, as he chased larger animals than himself, including coyotes. When I saw him face to face with a coyote in our backyard while I was getting dressed for work, my heart almost stopped.
Max liked to be in the middle of everything, especially if people were involved. He enjoyed cuddling, and having his head, back, and tummy rubbed. His worse nightmare was bath time, he knew his shampoo, and as soon as he saw me get it, he disappeared like a lightning flash. I would find him hiding far under one of the beds. He would shiver when I took him to the sink. He definitely felt better being clean though,.
Maxie was one of our greatest gifts. Our home has not been the same without him. I miss his company, his warm greetings when I come home, his constant, unchanging love, his trust, and devotion.
I was always awed by his humility, and sadness when he knew he did something wrong, his ready forgiveness if he was scolded, his attempt to re-establish friendship, never holding a grudge. His acceptance, and equal treatment of everyone, his adjustment to situations he could not change. I know these are human qualities, but I saw them so clearly expressed in our Maxie. His little life served as a large book of learning for me. I will love, and appreciate him always.
If our pets go to heaven, we would be overjoyed to have our little angel back.
K-9 Spike (November 22, 2025)
On November 22, 2025, the community of Burbank lost a hero.
K-9 Spike, a 4-year-old Belgian Malinois with the Burbank Police Department, gave his life in the line of duty while doing exactly what he had been trained to do—protect and serve. For two years, Spike stood alongside his partner, Officer Cory Salis, facing narcotics operations, high-risk searches, and the unpredictable dangers that come with police work. He wore his ballistic vest not as armor alone, but as a symbol of his commitment to a job that demanded courage beyond measure.
On that November day, near the 5 Freeway, Spike located an armed suspect hidden in dense brush. In the seconds that followed, gunfire erupted. Spike was fatally wounded while shielding his handler and fellow officers from harm. His actions embodied the highest ideals of service: loyalty, bravery, and selfless sacrifice. Because of him, others went home safely.
But Spike was more than a police dog. To those who knew him, he was a partner, a teammate, and a beloved friend. Off duty, he was affectionate and playful—a reminder that behind the badge was a vibrant spirit who loved tug toys, training games, and the simple joy of being near his people. His strength on the street was matched by his gentle heart at home.
The loss of Spike is felt as deeply as that of any human officer. His sacrifice is not measured by species, but by devotion. In his short four years, Spike lived with purpose and died with honor. He reminded us that heroism does not require words—only action.
As the department and community gather to remember him, may they find comfort in knowing that Spike’s final act was one of protection and love. His paw prints are forever imprinted on the hearts of his handler, his fellow officers, and the city he served so faithfully.
Rest easy, K-9 Spike. You ran toward danger so others could walk away. Your watch may be over, but your legacy endures.
My friend Snowy
This is my friend Snowy G. & it took me several months to process that he is really gone. He passed away in April of this year at the age of 16 & he is profoundly missed.
I’m honored to share a little with you about my furry friend:
Snowy was my friend’s animal companion. He was a member of her family from he was a pup in 2009 & he passed away this year (2025). He was 16 years old.
Each time I visited the home, Snowy would wag his tail, jump around & made sounds as if he was telling me something. He greeted me with so much excitement every time that I feared he would pass out. He acted as if I was the only one in the room & would follow me to wherever I sat on the couch. Where I sat, that’s where he would stay beside me. I would lightly rub his head and before long he would fall asleep.
What I found amazing is that as I continued to rub Snowy’s head as he slept, the tension & stress of my demanding & challenging day would literally melt away.
Without going into details, I have a lot on my plate & although I cannot have an animal companion of my own, Snowy was my stress reducer @ just the right time. The funny thing is, I was not aware of how unrelaxed I was until he curled up beside me, I rubbed his head & the tension & stress would literally subside. Snowy & I had a bond, he was my gift from above & I’m grateful. Snowy, thank you for sensing when I needed to take time to breathe. Thank you for your unconditional love & devotion. Thanks for exuding joy & warmth. You made a difference♥️