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.