Since the day Nash was rescued, she was the heart of the family. We will always miss her as she waited expectedly the second she heard a snack bag open. She truly hit the jackpot moving in with my parents, where she spent her days being loved by every person who walked through the door.

We’ll always laugh remembering her refined palate. Most dogs go for a bone, but Nash was all about the good stuff - sharing a bowl of popcorn during a movie, getting that last lick of ice cream, or her absolute favorite, a piece of salmon. She knew how to live the good life.