Willow was the centre of her mom’s universe. She had a deep passion for helping animals, especially dogs or pups needing care. Willow’s light would shine so brightly anytime she was riding her horse, Trooper.

Willow’s aspiration was to be a dog trainer one day, and she imagined herself riding and competing in barrel racing. Willow’s friends were a very important part of her life. She was a fighter and protector for all those she loved.

We will forever miss Willow’s lively and veracious sense of humour, along with her unique ability to call a spade a spade. Even though Willow was only ten, it was like talking with a twenty year old when discussing the topics of our world.

Willow’s fearlessness was a big part of her distinct nature, and this little warrior will be held forever in our hearts.

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Lone Dog

I’m a lean dog, a mean dog, a wild dog alone.

A rough dog, a tough dog, a-hunting on my own.

I love to sit and bay the moon,

And keep fat souls from sleep.

I’ll never be a lapdog – cringing for my meat.

Irene Rutherford McLeod

Willow leaves behind all those who love her; paws, hands and hooves.

In Willow’s honour please donate to Global Animal Lovers Society (GALS)