Our Little Lady

💛 Mia: The Diner-Dancing, Cheese-Taxing Legend

Mia was never just a dog—she was a daily dose of delight. For eight wonderful years, she filled our home with personality, mischief, and love. She had her own rules, her own routines, and we were all happily under her paw.

Every evening, like clockwork, she performed her famous diner dance—a full-body celebration of dinner time that made us laugh no matter what kind of day we’d had. It wasn’t just about the food. It was about joy, anticipation, and a little bit of drama. She knew how to make a moment special.

And then there was the cheese tax. No slice was safe. Whether it was a sandwich, a snack, or a sneaky nibble from the fridge, Mia was there—tail wagging, eyes locked, ready to collect her dues. Wotsits? Don’t even think about opening a bag without her approval. She had a sixth sense for crinkly packets and cheesy aromas.

She was the boss of the house, no question. Lola barked, Colin posed, but Mia had the quiet confidence of someone who knew she was adored. She was part of every campervan trip, every cuddle on the sofa, every moment that mattered.

Now, the house feels quieter. But it’s also full of her spirit—in the routines she shaped, the memories she left, and the love that still lingers in every corner. Mia gave us laughter, comfort, and companionship. She gave us herself.

We’ll miss her more than words can say. But we’ll keep dancing at dinner, paying the cheese tax, and smiling at the thought of her. Because Mia wasn’t just part of our lives—she made them better.