07/14/2023
Our sweet Roxanna “Roxie” Violetta crossed the Rainbow Bridge this evening peacefully at home in her mom and dad’s arms, joining her brother Raymond who crossed back in early 2021.
Roxie came to us in the fall of 2009 when she was just a little pup. Her Grandma Gayle had rescued her from a backyard breeder in Arizona and her Uncle Ed flew her out to us in San Francisco. She and Ray soon became inseparable despite their four-year age difference.
Roxie enjoyed minor dog celebrity status when she took up residence in our apartment window, greeting passers by on the street. We dubbed it Roxie's Window and created a page where her visitors could keep tabs on her busy lifestyle events and doggie observations. She also enjoyed a brief modeling career, showing off several Pug Snuggly coats. Her favorite was the leopard print. She also got to meet somewhat more famous celebrity pugs, Doug the Pug and Minnie and Max.
She enjoyed traveling in her younger days. Some of her destinations included Napa/Sonoma, Arizona, San Diego, the Grand Canyon, and Las Vegas. But her favorite was Carmel, where she enjoyed frolicking on the dog beach, while trying to avoid getting too wet in the surf. She was an avid San Francisco Giants fan and attended several “Dog Days” games with Raymond over the years.
With our move to the East Bay, Roxie found other interests to occupy her time as she eased into retirement. She hosted several pug birthday spectaculars at the house attended by her friends, acquaintances, and former foster sisters and brothers. Much dog cake was consumed. She also enjoyed playing in the back yard with a particular dimpled rubber ball. She was absolutely rabid for it and would play fetch with that ball until the point of exhaustion.
We will also remember fondly Roxie’s joy of opening new toys on Christmas, rag dolling them about and then moving on to the next until she had tried them all. She absolutely loved Christmas mornings.
Roxie’s guilty pleasures included the occasional french fries, so over the past several evenings she was treated to fries from McDonald’s, Wendy’s, and Chick-fil-A. Her last meal, like her brother Raymond’s, was an In-N-Out cheeseburger. And, of course, fries.
For 14 years, Roxie brightened our days and gave us snuggles at night. She was our “Tidbits” and about three dozen other nicknames. We were so lucky to have her. We will remember her running along the beach, her little ears flip-flopping in the wind, carefree and happy.
