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Rest In Peace, Missfit Pug



Missfit the Pug
September 6, 2005 - June 18, 2022

She was at home, comfortable and I couldn't have asked for anything more from the Best Girl. She spent a very significant part of my life with me; most of my 20's and 30's including my move to Japan. In Japan, she got to spend her retirement in Osaka, eating delicious food and taking luxurious naps. She stuck around long enough to comfort me during my pregnancy, meet Yoshitora and bless him with her love. She was only a couple of months shy of turning 17 - quite the life for a pug. 

Thank you, Missfit. I'll love you forever.


Our last nap, about an hour before she passed

Three of my greatest loves; Missfit, Yoshitora and Green Day

Missfit at her Sweet 16 Birthday Party



With Phil Spector our wonderful chihuahua girl who passed away the year before









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