Roscoe Staples

My darling and dearest Roscoe was my Bestie for 11 years. He was so sweet, loving, and always happy. Born a Pudelpointer, he had special hunting instincts. He conquered pheasants, chased insects, and barked at planes and birds way up in the sky. Anyone who met him fell in love with his golden eyes, his spiked Mohawk, and his gentle spirit.
I miss my little shadow who always broke the “social distance” rule of staying 6-feet away. He was my Honey Bunny, my Furry Fluff, my KungFu Bugfighter, my Fuzzy Face, and the love of my life!