Jaxson (“Jax”) was a once-in-a-lifetime soul wrapped in fur.

He was strong — fiercely so — in body, spirit, and heart. Stubborn when he set his mind to something, and deeply protective over his people, Jax moved through life on his own terms. Nothing easily deterred him. If he wanted something, he found a way.

But beneath that toughness was a dog who loved life in the purest way. Jax adored attention, leaning into every scratch, cuddle, and kind word as if it filled him up from the inside. He found joy in the simplest things: chewing his favorite bone, battling the water hose like it was his greatest rival, sneaking sips from the toilet, and claiming every chair as if it had been placed there just for him. He lived for car rides with the wind in his face and the thrill of the open road, and no treat compared to his beloved McDonald’s McDouble cheeseburgers.

Jax had a presence that filled a room — steady, loyal, and unmistakably him. He was a dog who took up space in the best way, who loved fully, and who lived exactly as he pleased. His personality, his quirks, and his devotion to life made him unforgettable long before his final days ever arrived.

Jaxson was deeply loved simply for being Jax — stubborn, joyful, protective, and larger than life in the most ordinary, beautiful ways.

Sleep softly, sweet Jax — there will never be another like you.