Female Brindle Boxer | Luna 🌙 – Puppies Created with Care & Love

Let me introduce you to the most regal, bed-hogging, child-trampoline known to canine kind: Luna, the female Boxer with a brindle coat that shines more than a full moon.

Luna prides herself on two things: her ability to remain as unbothered as a cat in a sunbeam and her legendary status as the only dog in history to consider “chill” too intense a word for her level of calm. She strolls through life with the grace of a duchess and the carefree demeanor of someone who has never known the horror of an empty treat jar.

A connoisseur of comfort, this lady detests the cold with such passion that you’d think the weather personally insulted her ancestors. Her relationship with water is equally frosty; baths are met with a look of betrayal so profound, you’d expect to find her running away once she sees hose.

Coração and Luna running in Gualala Beach‘s sand

Luna was lovingly known by the children in her life as the “Best Bouncy Castle.” She had a special gift for play — the kind that invited laughter, big jumps, and joyful chaos — and then rewarded everyone with warm cuddles afterward. No matter how energetic the game became, Luna remained calm and steady, almost meditative in her presence.

Although she strongly preferred sunshine over cold weather and avoided water whenever possible, Luna was far from delicate. She was a quiet guardian of our home. Her bark could announce, “Who goes there?” yet her true nature was gentle and welcoming. She had a protective spirit paired with soulful eyes that seemed to say she would rise to defend her family if needed — but only after finishing her nap in a perfectly warmed spot.

Luna had a remarkably generous heart. She loved deeply and openly. Her affection was constant and abundant, expressed through soft nudges, patient companionship, and of course, enthusiastic appreciation for belly rubs.

On January 10, 2026, Luna did not want to get out of bed. Because she disliked the cold, I initially wasn’t concerned. The other dogs played outside, but after about twenty minutes she still hadn’t joined them. That was unusual.

When I went to check on her, I noticed her abdomen was very distended, almost as if she were pregnant, and she could barely move. I immediately called our veterinarian, who suggested bringing her outside to see whether she might relieve herself so we could better understand what was happening.

Luna slowly walked to the grass and settled under a tree in the sun. About twenty minutes later, peacefully and quietly, she crossed the bridge.

My feelings were complex. I was deeply sad that she left us, yet I also felt gratitude and peace reflecting on the life she lived with us. It was clear that before coming into our home she had not always been treated with love or kindness.

She was once fearful and guarded. Over time, she transformed into a confident, affectionate, playful companion. Watching that transformation was one of the greatest privileges of my life.

The last photo I have of Luna was taken one month before she passed.

In one image, she stands in her favorite hiking spot — our little paradise — where she loved to explore and bark at squirrels. In another, she is gently caring for two puppies. She was a natural nurturer and the very best sitter.

Luna’s life reminds us how powerful love, safety, and patience can be. She may no longer warm her favorite spot in our home, but her warmth remains with us.

She left her 2 dogs; Miracle and Tango