“Brewster's journey began as our first attempt of fostering, but fate had different plans. He swiftly nestled his way into our hearts and becoming an inseparable part of our lives for sixteen beautiful years.

Known affectionately as the "little beaver pup," Brewster left a trail of laughter in his wake, especially when the "Blind Lady" made her frequent visits to repair the blinds after his playful escapades.

A true cuddle bug at heart, Brewster had a knack for demanding attention and affection on his own terms, insisting on being spoon-fed and cuddled with impeccable timing.

His love for adventure knew no bounds, whether it was exploring the neighborhood on daily walks or cruising around in the golf cart with his beloved Daddy. Brewster could often be spotted with his favorite stuffed toy clenched in his mouth or his nose eagerly to the ground, ever curious and full of life.  

Brewster was a natural charmer, never meeting a stranger he couldn't win over with his friendly spirit.

Brewster's presence at the dinner table was always a delight, his eyes pleading for "just one more bite!" His eagerness to be part of family meals added an extra layer of joy and warmth to every gathering.

And who could forget his love-hate relationship with the UPS truck, a testament to his spirited personality and unwavering loyalty to his territory.

Though Brewster may have crossed the rainbow bridge, his memory lives on in the hearts of those who were fortunate enough to know him.”

-Julie Junge