Rambo slept and crossed the bridge. He didn’t move from his pillow or bed. We are so broken.

There are no words to describe the absolute heartbreak when we woke up this morning to find that our baby — our first puppy, our first boy — Rambo just fell asleep last night and crossed the bridge just shy of 10. He was in his bed and I placed a pillow for his head. We woke up and he was still in the same spot next to me. He went peacefully and quietly but left us so brokenhearted.

I’ve had many dogs and each one leaving has hurt, but Rambo seemed immortal to us. No matter where we went or what we did—Rambo was adored. His massive stature, smiling face, love for fetch, and his gentle heart stopped people. A big German Shepherd was nothing more than a teddy bear. His Abuela, Abuelo, and Tio gave him so many presents this Christmas that we decided to wait for Three Kings day. That’s how special Rambo was. People would stop their cars to admire him. He was the biggest GSD I have ever seen.

We are so proud of our boy. From the day I first held him at just six weeks to the moment I last said goodnight — he always was by my side and forever will be. Rambo lost his brothers: Jack, Lukas, and Thor and still continued to be our rock. In four years, we’ve lost all of our boys. We are shattered.

I love you, Rambo.