In memory of

Mojo

Portrait of Mojo

She was undeniably crazy when she was younger, then became a lazy baby.

Unmistakably them

We could never go to the woods without her leaving soaking wet from the gross brook she adored to jump in- then often got stuck and needed help getting out

A treasured memory

I was playfighting with my best friend and mojo jumped on me, she growled at my friend and proceeded not to let me stand up, sitting on my and giving me all the kisses, to protect me

Mojo, photo 2
Mojo, photo 3
Mojo, photo 4