Stewey Angus Willowswamp
May 13, 2005 - November 14, 2016
Stewey was born on May 13, 2005 to canine parents Angus Willowswamp and Arrowhead (Headly) Willowswamp at the Willowswamp Farm in the cornfields of Ligonier, Indiana. He was the youngest (and smallest) of three boys, two of whom are presumed to be living in Ohio. He was nicknamed Mr. Fuzzy by the caretaker at Willowswamp due to his unusually soft and downy coat of snowy white fur.
On July 6, 2005, he was united with his adoptive human mother, Coni J. Rich. She survives him, along with his Aunt Chrissy Rich of Goshen, Indiana and his cousin, Mr. Bosco Oliver Willowswamp, recently of Goshen, Indiana also.
Mr. Willowswamp was formally educated at the Magrane Pet Medical Center Puppy School, from which he received a Diploma of Completion and Congratulation. He did, however, insist on continuing his education beyond the courses offered at Magrane, and was rather autodidactic in his educational enthusiasms. He read voraciously, and was interested in world affairs, the history of his native homeland, Great Britain, and fashion.
He was well known for his charming disposition, bon vivant attitude, and quick wit. A silk smoking jacket, cravat, and properly prepared afternoon tea were all necessary to maintain the cosmopolitan lifestyle that he rather enjoyed, despite his humble beginnings and simpleton companion.
Along with his Mo-ther, Mr. Willowswamp created The Spinster Stitcher blog. It was here that he was able to write about his day to day life with a crazy needlework-obsessed spinster, and due to his charasmatic personality, he made very loyal and dear friends across the globe. He cherished the notes, cards, letters, and gifts that he received, and in his last days the love and well wishes that were expressed were a lovely comfort to both he and his Mo-ther.
Private services will take place at a later date. Mr. Willowswamp's last wishes were to share the following words with his faithful and adoring fans:
My very dear friends,
It is with a sad and heavy heart that I bid you all adieu. As you know, I have been decidedly unwell these last many months, and alas, I was unable to win the battle against a fierce enemy. My life has been a grand adventure, and for that I am very happy. To have shared it with you all was an unexpectected gift that I will cherish...deeply. I leave my Mo-ther in your capable hands. She and I loved each other beyond our wildest imaginings. Until we meet again, I remain your faithful and devoted pal.
Stewey
