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Obituary Badd Badd Leroy Brown 06/30/08 – 01/30/20

No more pills, shots, gurgling tummy, sore butt, low-fat food, vet visits, and no more fighting. 

You are now healthy again Roy.

Don’t eat the clouds in heaven and make sure to give a big kiss from me. 

Leroy would want to go out this way. 

He would want to put a smile on our faces as he has for the past 11 1/2 years.  

In Loving Memory Of Ch. Bydands Badd Badd Leroy Brown June 6, 2008 – January 30, 2020

A.k.a The Baddest Dog In The Whole Damn Town. A.k.a Roy, Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater, LaFonda, Petey.

After a long battle with IBD, Leroy passed away peaceful early on the evening of January 30, 2020.

He was surrounded by his family who loved him dearly. 

Leroy was born on June 30th, 2008 in rural North Dakota.

He spent the first 12 weeks of his life there before he headed to his home in Strongsville, Ohio.

Leroy was a legend from day 1 and his family knew it. 

He was full of life and ready to give it hell. 

Leroy was always a trouble-maker and made the rules up as he went which is why he was given the name that he was given. 

Leroy had no problem living up to that name and over the years he brought a smile to thousands of people.

A lover of ice cubes, FurBallz, and popcorn Leroy had many hobbies in his short life. 

A few of Leroy’s favorite activities were long walks with his mom, trying to learn how to catch, eating rocks, dunking his head into a bucket of ice cubes, barking, giving his mom stress colitis and ignoring every possible command that he could.

His proudest moments were pulling his mom’s pants down during a walk one day, earning his championship show title, aggravating the hell out of Sherman whenever he could, stinking up the entire house with his farts, and bringing out the best in people. 

His regrets were few but include eating over 50 rocks one day, vomiting in dad’s slipper, swallowing 1/2 of Gracie’s baby blanket, accidentally biting Bobby’s fingers 30 times when he gave him ice cubes, and never learning how to catch. 

He was sassy and his family wouldn’t want it any other way.

Leroy is preceded in death by his brother Sherman who is getting the Rainbow Bridge ready for a dog him.

He leaves behind a family that loves him so very much.

His mom Jennifer, his dad Bob, his brother Bobby, his sister Gracie, a newly adopted brother Odin, several gently used FurBallz toys that will miss him greatly, his aunt Kristi, grandparents Jim and Pat, and thousands of friends from around the world. 

Leroy’s family asks that in lieu of sympathy cards and sad emojis that you simply raise a glass this weekend and give a toast in his. 

What’s in your glass is your choice. Water, juice, wine, beer, moonshine, Jack and Coke, it’s up to you. (just don’t drink any of that Corona beer that is making people sick)

A special message from Leroy’s mom.

I’m sorry to have to break your heart again so soon.

Mine is breaking too but I find a little bit of comfort knowing that we did all we could to make Leroy’s past several years as good as possible and I hope this comforts you a little too. 

We gave him the best medical care that we could for the past 6 years and no stone was left unturned when it came to providing him a good quality of life.

Leroy surpassed the time that was given to him not because of the medicine but because of the love and support from his family and you. 

I firmly believe that and you should too. 

We lost a legend today but The Rainbow Bridge gained one. 

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Cristina Brown

Sunday 3rd of January 2021

I just recently found your site while preparing to add a newf puppy to our family. He should be born in February ?. I have loved reading your articles regarding newfs in general, and also the antics of your dogs. Today, I read about Leroy’s IBD saga and it brought tears to my eyes. I lost my Bernese Mtn Dog, Merlin, in October - he was diagnosed with IBD about a year prior to his death, we went through the diarrhea, the weight loss, the tests, the special foods, the meds (famotidine, B12 injections, probiotics) your Leroy’s situation, his albumin levels were too low for him to heal from any invasive procedures. Cancer was suspected. We had a wonderful vet and did all that we could, making his life as happy and loving as possible. He died in our arms on October 3, 2020. Reading your story connected with me, knowing you know exactly what we went through. Thank you for sharing, and I plan to continue following you as we raise our newf puppy!

And we are practically neighbors, we live in Western PA!


Tuesday 5th of May 2020

Hi Jen,

This is the first time I’ve visited your blog. I came here after reading about Leroy and his rock eating issue. I wanted to see how he was. I fully expected to see his obit dated way before January 2020!

My golden Frankie eats rocks. My husband thinks she swallowed a large one yesterday. He tried to get it out of her mouth, but then it was come and catch me dad, so he ignored her. She is three now and very fast I can only get something away from her with a trade of treats and letting her come to me.

She isn’t feeling so well this morning. She has always passed the rocks prior to this. She is lethargic and yawning a lot. She wanted to go out late last night and an early this morning. We will watch her carefully for poops and distress.

Frankie’s mom

My blog is very old and not active but I have one.

Jennifer s Fuller

Tuesday 4th of February 2020

So bitter sweet we will all miss him but to know they are together againand in no pain helps. My heart goes out to you Jen and family. I hate to bring this up at this very sad time but their is a critical matter for some Newfoundlands please share the link.

Groovy Goldendoodles

Sunday 2nd of February 2020

Leroy, Sherman, Leo - run free and give the bitches hell.... Jen, you know I know - and because I know - we're gonna leave it right here. Pouring a full glass now...


Saturday 1st of February 2020

I know we shouldn't have favorites but without any regret I will say he was it. I loved Sherman but from the start, I was truly '#teamleroy.

I loved watching the boys grow, feeling like I was there on the walks, the mischief, and through all the slobber, all because of you sharing the epic journey of life with us.

Since I rarely drink alcoholic, i did pop the top off my husband's beer and took the first drink in honor of your boys.

I can imagine Leroy running around in the meadows and fields of heaven. Free of pain, full of life and energy and already playing silly jokes with all his friends who arrived before him. Run free, leap high and release the barks from deep down inside Leroy!

I loved you from the first time I read about you. #TeamLeroy4ever

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