January 1, 1753
Milo lived to be 16 yrs., 8 mths. He was a tough little guy who had a life full of fun and adventure. Although, he suffered from epilepsy in his early years, he still managed to keep an upbeat personality. He always reminded us of Dr. Seuss’ Horton the Elephant. He enjoyed life and took his time smelling the flowers…and annoying his brother Otis sometimes. He travelled with us to Colorado for a ski trip, and saw snow for the first time. He also ended up on the wrong end of a copperhead snake once…but survived that too, such the little fighter. In the end, it wasn’t epilepsy, snow, or a snake that took our Milo…it was age, and that’s something none of us can fight. He was a sweet boy, and will be missed a lifetime. Rest in Peach Milo…. Love, Mom and Dad
Leticia “In the end these things matter most: How well did you love? How fully did you love? How deeply did you learn to let go?” Buddha
All Paws Great and Small Crematory
5611 E. Houston St.
San Antonio, TX