Gino

Gino was my world traveler born in the south of France, travel to different countries and lived in Belgium for 5 years with us. He only understood French as a puppy but soon figured out his mom didn’t speak French too well so English became his second language. Gino loved the freedom that he had in Belgium to run free with out a leash. As the years went by he traveled with us to our new home in Colorado he loved his mountain time and his walks every morning and evening. I’ll miss you pulling the blankets off me at 5 am to be fed. I’ll miss not making your favorite ice cream treat. I’ll miss you laying by me with your paw in my hand for what seemed like hours. Now you are running in the forest in Belgium and running the mountains of Colorado and eating as much ice cream and snow as you want. “ One day,we will see our animals again in the eternity of Christ. Paradise is open to all of God’s creatures.” Pope Francis