In 1994, young Daniel and myself were just young bucks. At that
time we were in the 2nd grade and loving it. Best friends since
we first met, Dan and I pretty much spent every single day in
each others presence. Making fun of goofy kids in elementary
school and spending almost every weekend doing something wild.
I remember the day that Dan bought his dog Taz, he was just
a little puppy back then and was instantly Dan's best friend
and loyal companion. Of all the people that knew Taz, I was
probably the third most seen person in Taz's 9 year life. He
was welcomed into open arms at the Steinfeld estate, and he
couldn't have had better people to take care of him. When he
was 1 years old, he was just a little pup, always running around
Dan's house making trouble and jumping around like it was nobody's
business. He was the first dog that I really knew in this town,
as funny as it sounds. Personally, I don't have any pets because
my dad is allergic to pet hair, so Taz was like the pet I never
had. Taz was around in almost every event that occured with
Dan and I. Taz grew fast and it wasn't long before he was at
100 pounds and still energetic as ever. Taz was a dog that everybody
loved because he was so clean and fun, he wouldn't just lay
around and be a sloth. As we got older, Taz started coming to
our soccer games, our referee games, and pretty much anywhere
that Dan and I were. Mr. Steinfeld was always by Tazzy's side
and everyone that ever knew Taz absolutely loved him. Taz was
the perfect dog for dan and they were almost like twins. I specifically
remember a party that Dan had at his house around 6th or 7th
grade where Taz was playing with us in our WWF Wrestling matches
on the couch at Dan's dads house. We were all in the heat of
the battle, fighting and doing powerbombs and beating each other
up just because we were kids with energy and it was midnight
on a Friday night. Taz was wrestling with us, going wild and
knocking people down just like he was another one of our friends
that couldn't speak english and had a little bit more hair than
the rest of us. He would never bite or bark or growl, he would
just play and have fun and wouldn't let us beat him up. Taz
was a really tough dog throughout his entire life. As I was
saying, during the fight, I remember everybody (10 or 11 of
us) stopping the wrestling and laughed hysterically. I didn't
know what was going on because I was smothering Matt Rush with
a pillow, so I turned to look. Taz was up on Brendan Puco's
back trying to hump him while he was wrestling with Dan. It
was probably the fondest memory I have of good old Taz because
he was there to protect Dan and I guess he figured humping him
was the best means of attack. It worked, Brendan ran out of
the room like a white guy out of Harlem. The laughing continued
for the rest of our days with Taz, where we would play and enjoy
his presence. Towards the later part of Tazzy's life, he would
come with us in Dan's dads van to the movies, miniature golfing
and wherever we were headed. He was always around and he was
always ready to play. He was a dog that anybody would love to
have and I loved him because of it. Towards the end of Tazzy's
life, he was a big lazy hog just like Dan and I. He would lay
in the grass with us, eat with us, and just hang out and be
a hog like us. You could always tell that Taz was a happy dog,
he didn't have an unhappy moment as long as he lived. Everyone
that got to meet Taz was delighted by his presence and I personally
loved having him around for 9 fun years. Taz was fun, loyal,
and a really cool dog to know. I'll always remember him as more
than a dog but as a friend. For all of you that knew Taz, you
know what I'm talking about.
R.I.P. Taz Steinfeld
1994-2003
Everybody that knew Taz make sure to give Dan your condolences.