It is with profound sadness and heavy hearts that we announce the passing of our precious Sunny ‘Doodle Dog,’ who passed away peacefully on June 11, 2026, surrounded by her loving family. Sunny was our girl; she was our faithful companion, providing endless joy in our home. Such a gentle girl, she was eager to please and so driven to learn her many, many skills and tricks. Acing puppy school, she earned her American Kennel Club S.T.A.R. Puppy accreditation before age 1 and ran agility several times a week before moving abroad. She loved going for walks, learning new tricks, pats while napping, and bright yellow tennis balls. (Definitely partial to them, as any other color would not suffice and did not warrant her energy). She enjoyed camping, kayaking, and swimming in the river; but really her favorite place was wherever she could be with her family. Sunny, big sister to Benji and, most recently, Annie, Doodle Dog gently yet firmly taught them her house rules. Born in Cheyenne, Wyoming, she was a world traveler. Sunny, adopted by her parents while her dad was stationed in Colorado, moved to Italy when she was just over 2 years old. There she visited countless village markets and festivals where she quickly sniffed out cheese vendors. Putting her perfect sitting skills on display to earn a small sample, she was the “Cheese Connoisseur” of her family. Upon returning to the U.S., Sunny and family settled in Sutherlin, Oregon, where she kept watch over a flock of 7 hens and her 17-year-old kid. At home, she was a fierce protector of her family, especially when dad was not home. She answered to Sunny, Sunny Doodle, Doodle Dog, Doody, Mommy Girl, Sissy, and Lovey Girl. But above all else, Sunny was incredibly attuned to her people. Always providing a calming presence next to her human when they were feeling sad, down, or stressed. In the end, Sunny’s puppy-like spirit was still there, but her aged body was tired. Though her family will carry the ache of losing her for the rest of their lives, they will also carry the joy, love, and countless memories she gave so freely. Run free, sweet girl, until we meet again Dahlia was more than a dog- she was our first baby, our shadow, our constant, and the heartbeat of our home for nearly ten beautiful years. Born on April 14th, 2016, Dahlia quickly made it known that she was destined for a life of importance- primarily in the kitchen. As a dedicated sous chef, she never missed a meal prep, carefully supervising her parents and ensuring quality control (especially when chicken nuggets, bacon, or cheese were involved). The sound of the cheese drawer opening was her personal call to duty, and she answered it every time. She also took her role in household operations very seriously- particularly dish cleanup and bedtime enforcement. Each night at precisely 7:30pm, Dahlia would lovingly (and persistently) whine until the entire household complied with her preferred schedule. Structure was important to her. Dahlia found joy in the simplest and most magical things- sniffing the same patch of grass daily as if catching up on neighborhood news, sunbathing in warm golden light, and stopping to smell flowers wherever she went. Her papa made sure she always had flowers of her own, gifting her arrangements every holiday because she deserved nothing less. She was an adventurer at heart. Even after losing her sight at just five years old, Dahlia never let it slow her down. She continued hiking, exploring, and experiencing the world with fearless determination, proving that her spirit could never be dimmed. Dahlia lived for car rides especially those that included drive-thrus, where she would eagerly stick her head out the window in hopeful anticipation of a pup cup, or trips to Costco’s gas station where biscuits might be waiting. She brought joy everywhere she went. She proudly served as the flower girl in her parents’ wedding, a role she carried with grace, beauty, and just the right amount of personality. At home, she was a fierce (and undefeated) tug-of-war champion, always keeping her sister on her toes. She answered to nearly 50 nicknames—each one a reflection of how deeply she was loved. But above all else, Dahlia was “Velcro”- always by your side, always touching, always there. She slept faithfully next to her family every single night, making every space feel safe, warm, and whole. Dahlia Mae Allison leaves behind her devoted parents and her beloved sister, Bentley, who will forever miss her playmate, her companion, and her constant presence. Her family will spend a lifetime missing her, loving her, and carrying her memory in everything they do. In her honor, we encourage you to hold your pets a little closer, share your snacks, take the long walk, and let your dog sniff because to them, it’s everything. A love like Dahlia’s is the kind that changes you forever. Happy 10th Birthday, sweet girl. We will love you for the rest of our lives and beyond. 🤍