Luna (2009–2025), the four-legged tornado disguised as a dog, has finally taken her last zoomie to the great backyard in the sky. Known lovingly (and fearfully) as “Loony Luna,” she was a chaotic masterpiece of fur, energy, and absolutely zero impulse control. Luna never met a couch she couldn’t destroy, a squirrel she didn’t try to sue for trespassing, or a screen door she couldn’t bust through like the Kool-Aid man. Her hobbies included barking at leaves, stealing underwear, and spinning in circles for no reason whatsoever.
Despite her “quirks,” Luna had a heart the size of a kiddie pool (which she definitely chewed up), and she loved her humans fiercely. She never walked—only galloped—and if you ever dared to whisper the word “walk,” you’d better be wearing shin guards. She is survived by her exhausted but adoring family, a chewed-up leash, three decapitated squeaky toys, and a suspiciously quiet vacuum cleaner. Luna, you were chaos incarnate, but you made life louder, messier, and a whole lot more fun. May the treats be unlimited and the mail carriers finally safe wherever you are.