Gabbie thru Gypsy Wind

Gabbie, you're the best of God's creation. God was truly good to me when He placed you in my life. You are very much my little girl, loved every minute of your life with me here on earth. Please wait for me at the Rainbow Bridge, I'll be there one day looking for you... I love you, GabbieLindaMarie!

For just over a year I was Mommy to my little Cocker Spaniel Gabby. Together with my Fiancé Patrick, we toured the country as part of a National Musical. Each week Gabby would meet and become friends with over 50 new people and was loved by all that crossed her path. She was my first puppy and we blossomed together. Training sessions and family playtime were the most fun. Still incredulous to me, Gabby was struck and killed by a car 2 weeks before our tour ended.

Exhausted with grieving, Patrick and I had 20 hours to drive 1200 miles to reach our next stop. About 9 hours into the drive a dog crossed in front of my car while on the interstate. I stopped. I would not let this dog suffer the pain that Gabby had. I called over to the dog (I named her Peaches) and she came over with the sweetest disposition. Peaches was hungry, covered with ticks and fleas and had no collar. We walked the town streets trying to get her back home. Neighbors said she had been wandering for about 3 weeks in their town. We decided that it wouldn't be right to keep her. I didn't want to take her out of the state if she was lost and we only had a small amount of time before our next call. She needed a vet badly and we couldn't give her the care. So we found a shelter and left her in their care. I was proud and I took it as a sign from Gabby that we were sent to save Peaches. We drove on feeling a sense of comfort.

Hours later and after we told this story many times I started feeling uneasy. I did some research on the shelter and found it to be a kill shelter. It was crowded and dogs that weren't reunited with their owners or adopted in 5 days were put to sleep. I was devastated. No matter all the consoling I felt that I caused another animals death.

About 6 days later we received Gabby's ashes. I was waiting for it to come and of course I was disappointed that it wasn't really Gabby. Crying I walked to work feeling depressed. As I walked I noticed to my left the largest rainbow I had ever seen. Stretching from the horizon line clear up across the sky I couldn't believe my eyes. The Rainbow Bridge!

I am still sad that my girl is not with us. Lonely at times too but I know that Gabby is at the bridge and I can't be sure but if Peaches is there, they are together. I believe now. I know that she sent her sign, saying that everything was alright and she was happy. I don't even need to close my eyes to see her running at top speed with her ears flying behind her and that smile that warmed my heart time and time again. Her love lives within me her message will always be there. Bless you Gabby. Bless us all. I will wait for the time that we will be together again. As we stand upon the Rainbow Bridge together.

Gabby Girl
What is a pet some ask? ( some poor souls really do not know!) She is a special part of your family, who soon becomes everyone's favorite!
A pet is always sad when you leave her and is always overjoyed when you return. (Gabby showed this by wagging her tail and moaning with joy as she was petted!)
She always had time to play ball, was more than happy to be the family test taster, and would always jump in the water first to make sure it's warm enough for everyone else!
A pet gives you 100% of their heart 100% of the time; this is why I know pets are gifts from our heavenly Father, to give us an idea of His unconditional love for us. (This is probably why dog spelled backwards is god!)
Gabby was our sweet girl who had brought us years of fun & love watching her swim, ride in our boat, walk with us, play ball, travel, eat, and even nap with us.
It was often a joke among all six of our adult children that we liked Gabby better, for she was treated like a princess. We planned vacations around her joking with the kids that if they weren't nice to Gabby she might not invite them to go along.
As our wonderful pet came to her final days we shed some tears, and have a heavy heart, but we were there with her till the very end so she could feel our love.
When we gave her to God, although we were sad, we were mostly thankful for the wonderful years she has given to us. We will have peace in our hearts knowing that we will see her again, because all good dogs do go to Heaven!

Pat Berg

Good Old Gabe:

Uncle Richard was put to rest with your picture in his pocket because he loved you so much. We know how much you missed him when he passed away. You waited for him to come home every day in your usual spot in the driveway... It was time for you to go be with him, I hope that you two found eachother right away so you wouldn't have to be apart one second longer. We all miss you, you were a good boy.

Love,
Emily, Max, "Mom", and the kids...

My dearest little Gabi lost her battle with renal failure today and has gone to the Rainbow Bridge. Peace for her at last but I will grieve for her. Marion

Gabriel was a feisty guy, with lots of spunk. We had to finally put him to sleep this afternoon. He had heart disease and kidney disease, and was steadily declining in health. We love him very much, and are deeply saddened at losing him. I adopted him 8 years ago from the SPCA, and have been very blessed with his love and companionship for the time that we were together.

Maria

Gabby, you were my heart dog. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of you and all the happiness you brought me. Have fun my angel until I see you again at the Bridge.

Janice Driggers

Gabriel was the most unique cat I've ever known. He came into my life as a teeny flea-infested shelter kitty, and transformed me. I have never known so much love, joy, and pride as with him. He left me much too soon, a healthy young adult who succumbed to anesthesia administered for a simple grooming procedure. If only I'd tried to get those mats out on my own, like my instincts told me.... The one thing that soothes me is that I will never have any regrets about not showing him enough love -- I gave him a continual supply of extra cuddles and kisses throughout his entire short life. I love you Little Boo-Shmoo, I miss you so much, and you will be in my heart forever.

K. S.

I miss her more with ever passing day but she lives on in my memories and my heart. I miss everything about her, her kisses on the cheek, her big bug eyes, and the fact that she was there when I needed her most. I guess you could say she was my best friend. She'll be loved and missed by the whole family especially by Gizmo, Gadget was his little buddy. Until we meet again my friend, I'll never be whole.

Mommy

Gage was a special dog and entered German Shepherd Rescue in Wisconsin approximately four months ago.

He was playful, loving and very beautiful. Most importantly, he was deeply loved by his foster parents.

Remember Gage as he's waiting for Tim and Sue at the Rainbow Bridge!

Carole Overgaard

She was my companion and best friend for over 15 years. I will miss her so badly. I wish all to pray that she is happy and safe. I hope she is in doggie heaven with her two other predeceased companions Katie and Tasha.

Michelle Bertolini

I miss you...................

Julie Vallin

My boddhisattva, bunny and best friend, how I miss you. I'm so grateful for every day of the 10 years we had together. You transformed my heart and life from the moment you reeled in my heartstrings at the silly Paris cat show. I waited years for you, and you were ten times more magnificent than anything I could have imagined. I know you enjoyed and showed me how to enjoy all the places we lived. Everyone knew you as a magnificent spirit - and we share our spirits forever. Play well, mouse a lot, and I'll look for your spirit leaping among butterflies. Je t'aime pour toujours. Kirsten

The angels took her- she left with the same grace and beauty that she lived her life. I was so blessed to have her love me. she was and is my baby always

Mary Ann McNealthe

The best Kitty in the world. A traveler, a hunter, and the best friend that we ever had. We will miss you everyday.

Sherri Barry

In loving memory of Gardi. We let him go just before noon today, under our arms and at our side, from incurable cancer. I know he is happier now, wherever he is, and does not have to suffer any longer. :( :(

-Ben

Garfie was a true little lady
Her mother, poppee, her brother Simone, her late brother Cashew and her adopted sister Gabbie miss her, sure, sure, sure, sure sure.......love you princess love you with all our hearts forever and ever.
We are very very proud of you for all you endure with the cancers and their treatments. We wanted you to stay with us forever but understand you were tired and weary. We hope that you are happy where you are now-and if Cashew is with you that he is happy to see you and treating you specially.

Kathy

A very special cat - who brought lots of joy. His lost is almost unbearable. Is in Heaven.

Holly & Steve

There never will be another cat like our garfield. We will never forget you! Love forever, Melissa and Instant

Carmen Paull

Set in her ways and stubborn, yet made a big impact on our lives. Things are not the same since she's gone.

Melissa Jackson

I lost her when I was very young. I have her only for a short time. I wish her spirit were still with us, playing and running around the house. I wish she is with Achelpen, Paquita, Puky and Melanie (even he only knew Puky) waiting for the rest of us, to be all together again. I wish she know how much he meant to me and how happy and proud I was to have her. I love her with all my heart I hope she knows that.

Cora

To my beloved Gaston,

The years we spent together were so short and yet I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. Although you may not be with me physically you will always be here nonetheless. You hold a permanent place in my heart and your pawprints are forever etched on my soul. Thank you so much for the years I was privileged to spend with you. You came to me in such distress and I needed you as much as you needed me. No matter what anyone says I know the truth, I didn't do the rescuing. It was you who rescued me. My heart aches but I know you're looking down on me and one day soon I will see you again. I have given God a precious Christmas gift for you are such a treasured part of me. I know you are safe in his care. I love you from the very bottom of my heart and soul. I won't say goodbye, but I will say until we meet again, my love of my life, my precious Gaston.

I love you,
Missy

I miss you dear kitty. You are my best friend! :(

Dearest Gator,
We took you into our loving home and gave you two sisters. We didn't question the hurt and pain you brought with you, we just wanted to let you know that someone cared and loved you. We miss you so very much and miss your slobbering greetings. But we know you have gone to The Rainbow Bridge and are waiting for us to join you with that goofy smile and wagging tail. You will be greatly missed and we know in our hearts you know that. I love you. Love, Mommie and Daddie

Gemini, go keep Gulliver company. He needs more kittens in his life.

Sorry I didn't try to catch you and take you somewhere safe. But now no cars can hit you ever again. Say hi to my baby for me.

You were so cute in those leaves. I hope you have fun at the Rainbow Bridge.

Heidi & Dan Cullinan

My partner -- Paulette's #1 baby.

Until we meet at the Rainbow Bridge, you will remain

        forever in our hearts.

Tom and Paulette Masley

Today I lost one of the best friends a person could have, his name is Genghis and he came into our lives about 3 years ago, his original dad passed away, and I brought him into our family of my self, my wife and four other pugs and one beagle. He was one in a million, and he will sorely missed, we are sure that he crossed over rainbow bridge and is watching all of us with his dad by his side, Some day we will meet again at rainbow bridge. God bless you Genghis, Love Mom ,Dad, Penny, Sherri, Betty, George and Pugsley.

To Our Beloved Genie

We miss you so very much. You came to us when you were just a year old. We gave you our love and affection and in return you gave your love unconditionally. You were never sick a day in your life that is why it is so hard to let go. I know you are happy at Rainbow Bridge, peaceful and without pain and some day we will all be together. You are with your sisters and brothers now. Your brother Quincy misses you everyday and so do we.

Genie you are always in our thoughts
with Love Mommy & Daddy

I loved my Genie and no other pet will ever replace her. I just want her to know how much I loved her.

Amy and Scott Finazzo

For seventeen years Genny let me share a bed with her. She showed me about unconditional love and has been the best friend I have ever had. I miss her more than anything and long for the day when I can see her again.

Patti Moore

I spent weeks going to the shelter before I finally found you and adopted you on July 12,1997. You looked so lonely and scared in that cage. My heart fell for you immediately. You were a beautiful black lab, they guessed to be five years old. I’d never had a dog before and had no idea how much love and happiness you would bring into my life. You even helped me fall in love with daddy, which led to our marriage.

You taught us so much about happiness and unconditional love. You reminded us that life is too short to spend it worrying about everything or getting upset about the little things. We learned from you that a little love and attention goes a long way. Thank you for helping make us better people.

The three of us were a family doing everything together. You loved coming riding with us in the car, no matter where or how far we went – for you, just being there with us was enough. You became such reliable driving companion in your usual position, leaning against the spare tire cover. You even learned how to drink out of your cup in the cup holder!

You always wanted to be a part of everything we did, even when we were trying to get some work done. When we were working in the garage, garden or by the pool, your nose was always there trying to be a part of it. You were always there to lend your caring support in the way you knew best – by sharing your love. We’ll never forget all the hotels stays when we had to fib so they would allow you to stay with us, and how much you enjoyed the chance to lounge on your own double bed. Or how goofy you were trying to get out of the tent when we went camping. We enjoyed walking with you no matter what the conditions – from the summer sunshine to the winter snow. We had fun watching you play in the snow, how you loved to dig your face in and just run.

We especially enjoyed playing with you. Chasing each other around the house, or on the driveway around the car. We enjoyed wrestling with you on the grass only to have you give up for a long tickle on the belly. You were always ready to have your beautiful ears rubbed or to be “woofed” on the chest; we will never forget your bright eyes as you lay there loving all the attention. We enjoyed the times when we would find that little tickle spot that would spontaneously send your leg into motion. We enjoyed teaching you how to bark and how to shake hands. We loved having you laying with us when we watched TV, and you so often left us wondering what you were dreaming about with all that running in your dreams. We just enjoyed always having you there and that is something we will miss the most.

Mostly, we’ll always remember you always being there from the minute we woke up till we said goodnight, giving us all the love and happiness one dog could. We were so lucky to have you even though it was only for a short time. We will miss you forever, our Geordie Dog. We love you.

Janet & Darren Henderson

Mysha was one in a million - A most special little friend and companion. She filled the hole in my heart with love and affection - which only a dappled dimple could do - and added joy to my life. I will miss her terribly, but she will remain, always, in my heart...

Until we meet at the Rainbow Bridge... And can cross into Heaven together... Mysha - I love you always, and miss you... It seems like such a long time to be apart, but when we finally DO run together again, it will be forever...
Good-Bye my little "Snort Face"... Until we meet again...

Cory Robinson

Oh George...we miss you, but know you are in heaven with Tony, our sweet boy. We are blessed that you and Tony are together again. You were an awesome friend to everyone who visited us and will be deeply missed, but we know you are taken care of, in heaven. BIG HUGS to YOU, Our Sweet Georgie Boy.

With Tons of Love...
Mare, Cornel, Devon
Gramma, Aunt Dawn, Jenny
Gizzy, Grace & Jazzy
Brandee & Reno, too
...and Everyone Who You Jumped up on...what a trick!

My boy, an 11 year old cat named George, made his trip to the rainbow bridge sometime on the night of Sept. 10-11, 2001. He was a very large orange tabby with soft green expressive eyes. He was the type of cat who loved to be picked up and held. His favorite spot in the whole world, was right on my left shoulder. I would stroke his big head, rub his ears, and he would purr. If I ever tried to put him down, when he wasn't ready, he'd let me know. He would also let me know when he especially wanted to be picked up, by standing on his hind legs, and reaching up with his front paws, with this pleading looking look in his eyes.

George was an "in-your-face" cat. He made no apologies for being exactly what he was. He was confident and self assured. Nothing tentative about George, no sir! Our other cat, Teflon, didn't particularly like George. Tef would sometimes just growl at him, or hiss. George would just look at her, with a bored expression. Sometimes, though, when he thought it had gone on long enough, George would jump at her, with this attitude, of "OK, I've had enough of this...get out of my face!". He would never attack her, just jump to startle her. Tef would be out of there like a bullet. George wasn't afraid of anything. That is probably what killed him.

After looking for him for 4 days, I was told that a neighbor, on the next street, found the remains of a large orange tabby behind her house. She said that she had heard the coyotes back there the night before. She knew that a coyote had gotten something, but it was so quick she didn't know what, until the next morning. She said that she had carefully wrapped him up, said some words, and "respectfully" placed his remains in the dumpster. George's collar was missing.

The last time I saw him, was late afternoon on Monday the 10th. Sometimes, he liked to stay out all night. It was rare, but sometimes when the weather was nice, he would just sit on the patio, and look at me, rather than come in when called. I think now, had I made him to come in on Monday night, he would still be alive; but I can't go there. The pain is too great.

I am relieved that George's death was quick. I am also relieved that his death was a part of the natural process, rather than death by automobile or by a long drawn out disease. My heart is empty. I loved that cat so much.

George helped me get through a very difficult time. Following a serious accident, I was "shipped" from New Hampshire to Colorado, to go to a specialty head injury hospital. George came with me. George was my savior. He slept with me every night. He nuzzled me when I was sad. For the first few months after the accident, he wouldn't leave my side. When he started to realize that I was getting better, then he would leave for short periods to enjoy the outdoors that he loved so much. George was and is my very special friend. He was my best buddy. I miss him. My arms long to hold his big furry body, to hear that extraordinarily little purr for such a huge cat.

I will meet him one day at the Rainbow Bridge.

In memory of George, a large orange tabby cat.
born: 1990
died: 09/11/01

Best buddy of Robin Beckwith of Littleton, CO.

He was well loved, and he loved well in return.

George went through so much in his short life, from FIV to diabetes. Despite that, he remained so very sweet and loving. He was a special kitty, and loved by many. Although he wasn't my cat, he had a special home at Best Friends, and before that at the House of Mews and with Kathy. He will always be missed and loved very much.

Kathleen

George, you are a great friend & companion with a lovely personality. You'll always be with us in our heart. Have fun and keep taking your naps!

Anahi Navarro

George,

We will always remember all the wonderful times we had with you; the way you leaned against our bodies with love, the way you liked to nibble my ears, the way you liked to play with my toes under the covers, the way you woke us up every night barking at some imperceptible noise in order to protect us, the blissful way you looked as you ran toward us in the park, the gentle way you treated birdy around the house, the way you made us laugh with your funny faces, the way you made everyone laugh around greenlake, the goofy way you walked like no other dog, the way you nudged your head into our laps for ear rubs, the sweet way treated dogs smaller than you, the way you loved everyone you saw, the way you liked to walk up the entrances of all the houses in our neighborhood, and most importantly, the way we loved each other.

We miss you so much and will always love you with all our heart and soul.

Wendy, Allan and Birdy

I miss u so much George!!

Jamie Brady

I loved this dog with all my heart, I feel so much pain now that she is no longer with me. I love you Georgette!

Samantha

Georgie
You were a wonderful doggie and your pain is over, you have gone to a better place.
Thank you for all your love and companionship.

Love Caroline & Willy

Georgiegirl -- my Best Love Dog -- I know you were ready to go, and I'm doing the best I can, my love, to do you proud and be strong without you. I miss you, Gigi. Your canine and feline brother and sisters are doing their best to make things not so empty around here, but you were such a huge presence in our world, even when you couldn't do much, and spent so much time just lying there, sleeping. You changed our lives, Beautiful Girl, and we could never forget you. Jim and I are quite sure you were secretly hiding a person in that gorgeous doggy self: don't think those wise looks didn't give it away. Anyway, you know I'd give anything to be able to get one more Newfy hug from you, or to be able to give you one more massage, or look into your eyes one more time, pretty Pi-girl, but you asked us to let you go, and somehow we did. I hope we did it right. So please do me a favor, and just don't forget about us while you're running around all those fields I told you about before we parted, playing with Winston and Chloe and Angus, and El, okay? Every so often, just pause, and remember, if you please. I guarantee we'll be thinking of you. Heart and soul, G -- I love you.

Carol Armen

My beautiful girl, I miss you so very much. You did not deserve to be taken in such a cruel & brutal way. You will always be dignified and pretty in my mind. Those nasty dogs can't ever get you again, precious. I'll never forget you, baby girl. Love,
Jenni

Georgie had diabetes for nine years and never complained. She was very special to me I will miss her dearly.

Ted Donnell

In the arms of the angels
Far away from here
From the cold earth that holds you
And the endlessness that you fear

You were pulled from the wreckage
Of the silent savagery
In the arms of the angels
May you find some company

Donna Frizzell

Tuesday, October 2, 2001 I came home from work to find out that my two babies, Geri (a 5 year old Chihuahua) and Whiskers (a 8 year old poodle/terrier) were killed by a neighbors dog who had jumped the fence and come into our yard. My fiancée and I are having a hard time dealing with it. It's hard when you lose your pet to old age but even more so we they die in a violent way. Our backyard was a horrible scene. It was gruesome. We loved our pets so much and ours too, were part of the family. They went everywhere with us. They slept with us. It's so painful for them not to be in the house. My dogs usually lie on the bathroom floor while I take my shower. They are not there now. And that is so hard to get used to. There are so many areas in the house that hold memories for us. Especially the bedroom. Both dogs slept with us. We often joked about how they took up the whole bed. How do you get used to not calling for them when you walk in the door? How do you get used to not kissing them every day? It breaks our hearts not to have them. The only comfort we have is believing even dogs go to heaven and that they are up there with the loved ones that we have lost. I'm so glad there is this forum where we can post. Only other true "animal-lovers" can know how we feel. People who do not love animals as passionately as we do simply do not understand our grief.

Crystal C Sturkie

Thank you Geronimo for always making my days brighter..I will always treasure our walks, even if they were just around the block..I hope you know how much I loved you. I know that you are in a much better place now. Sir Geronimo - The Yellow Dog you will always be in my heart...I love you..you'll just never know how much...

Leah Danielson

Gershwin was the odd yet wonderful combination of Golden Retriever and Basset Hound (basset feet and build, mostly). He became part of my "pack" on March 21, 1987 and died on September 5, 2001.

Gershwin was adopted from an animal shelter because my ex and I believed our other dog, Ceili (see her tribute elsewhere), needed an animal pal to keep her company during the day. We went to our local shelter and made lists of the "appropriate" dogs: fully grown but not too old, male rather than female, brown (so their shed fur would blend together with the carpet nicely-of course they always shed in Technicolor so it didn't matter), not bigger than Ceili so she wouldn't feel threatened. Then we brought Ceili to "interview" the dogs that made the cut. There were lots of bad mixes: dogs who ignored us; dogs who ignored her; dogs she ignored; dogs who hated her and vice versa. We had almost exhausted our list of some 10 dogs when the shelter worker brought in this silly looking creature on a leash. "Oh, no," I said, "that was the dog in cage 13, not the dog we wanted from cage 12. That puppy's going to grow up to be too big-look at those huge paws!" The response: "He's fully grown, ma'am." The minute he and Ceili got together, they started to play. Turns out she didn't like overly aggressive dogs but she also didn't like a wuss.

We liked him because he was so happy to give kisses. Big, sloppy ones (from a Retriever-sized head). Who knew that he ALWAYS liked to give kisses? And if you blew in his ear (or face), you were simply begging to be slurped.

Gershwin was as big a fan of humankind as I am of dogkind-he thought we were all cute. Especially young blondes in their 20s. If he could have in any way eased the suffering of any of us, he would have done so-and just a look at that silly little face and ridiculous body would have eased someone's pain.

Unlike Ceili, Gershwin was not a free spirit, a wild thing. He was a dawg's dawg. He was a people person. A couch potato--though in his youth, he did love his walks, and chasing and being chased by Ceili. He loved "Gershie's River," a stream near my house surrounded by woods. I used to let him go off leash there, where he would happily wade and doggie paddle in the water. His main interest, however, was not in swimming but in getting to the opposite bank, where he would disappear for many minutes, pursuing, I believe, whatever river rats, chipmunks, squirrels or rabbits he encountered.

He could be stubborn. And, though he looked not all that bright, over recent years I came to appreciate that he was quite intelligent. For example, he learned to use the dog ramp to the bed after only two tries. He also trained our neighbor to run over to the house during the day while I was at work to bring him snacks!

He had plenty of nicknames, most recently Spud or Spuddy Buddy (he became the ultimate couch potato) and Bubba. (My favorite pictures of him are "Dershalicious"). Other favorite nicknames: Smershman, Gershowitz, Dersh, Cap'n Crunch, Dershy Doodles. Frankly he didn't care what you called him-as long as you didn't call him late for dinner.

What a silly dog. A good hearted boy, who made friends wherever he went. Every trip to the vet brought him new fans. He had the easy-going nature of a basset hound and the happy, human-oriented nature of a Golden. Most people meeting him for the first time would stop and ask-"What is that?"

A loveable companion, my Gersh, a clown.

He was my Old Man, over the past few years, tied to me like an ailing husband. A bit kvetchy in his old age, continually giving me orders or expressing his worry, concern, fear, loneliness, discomfort… Two years ago, he developed what I called the "kooks," bizarre night-time behavior that included pacing, nonsensically shutting and opening closet doors with his nose, finding himself in corners, growl/whining at me, pacing on the bed… After months and months of taking him to different vets and running different tests, no firm diagnosis was made, though it was believed to be a form of senility. He had no other symptoms-always knew who he was, etc. Nine different forms of medication were tried (including Anipryl and even holistic medicine), two behaviorists, a neurologist, and on and on… From one July to the following May, I slept only 2-4 hours per night (though about every fifth night, I was given the night off), with some nights getting 1 hour of sleep or none at all. I was at my wits' end. The final behaviorist, however, gave me some tips to follow and prescribed Alprazolam-God bless whoever invented it! That's a relaxant, the only one that ever worked. He was finally able to sleep normally, although over the past several months, did get a little whiney. Other medical complications were a bad disc; the Alprazolam unfortunately weakened him, making his weak rear legs even worse.

At the end, he died of nothing I was looking out for. He'd had an anal gland tumor for years. I chose not to operate because I knew he was too needy to be able to deal with the recovery-too heavy for me to carry upstairs, and he would whine and bark (in the kooks and post- kooks years) if I was out of his sight for longer than 5 minutes (though he apparently dealt with my leaving the house fine).

His back and legs had continued to fail, over the past few months, so that we continued to shorten our walks. Eventually we just went out the door and crossed the one-lane street and came back. Eventually, he refused to do even this, just going outside through the dog door (though he was often incontinent-supposedly, a side effect of the Alprazolam).

When Ceili died, he seemed emotionally fine. Friends asked, "How's he taking it?" and I'd say, "Oh, he doesn't really mind. He's always waited for his promotion to First Dog and now he's got it." He and Ceili were not constant companions-they liked each other, but it was hardly Romeo and Juliet time. But shortly after Ceili's death, he just continued to worsen and worsen. Had he been holding on to stay with her? Being Second Dog, did he let go to follow where his First Dog led? Eventually he could no longer stand on his own. Could not go to the bathroom except once in 24 hours. Stopped eating. I never believed it was possible for him to refuse to eat. Before his last illness, he'd been a great lover of food, not the least bit finicky. He'd do almost anything for a biscuit (except maybe those diet ones). - His breathing was labored and his lymph glands very swollen. It turns out he had cancer, probably lymphoma, and so he, too needed to be put to sleep.

He was my comfort after Ceili's death. Hard to not smile if you looked down at him just being a Gersh.

I also called him my enchanted prince. Too good, loving and beautiful to be an ordinary, mortal creature. And the only male to ever worship me. I was the sun and moon in his eyes.

His death coming on the heels of Ceili's (two and a half weeks later) is profoundly painful. Worse yet, he died on September 5th-just a few days before the tragic attack on the World Trade Center. It has been hard, when not among friends, to keep silent about my own griefs-the loss of my two dearest loves-when so many people have had their own horrible losses, and when our country is in a state of continuous mourning.

I held his funeral on the Sunday following September 11. Fewer friends came to his than to Ceili's. There is only so much grief a human heart can hold, for countrymen, for the dogs of friends. Most of my friends now live (or have lived) in New York City (my home town), so seeing them again was also a joy-I knew they were all right, but needed to see and touch them to verify this. Gershwin was cremated. Half his remains were scattered in his beloved river, and the rest mingled with Ceili's in his mistress's garden, close to the home he loved so much. Poems were read for him from "Angel Pawprints" (though Ceili had gotten the best ones), and he was sent off with a cardinal's feather, to speed him on his voyage, a rose and lavender to sweeten the journey, and rosemary for remembrance. For the first week and a half, when I visited the river, the remains were starkly white and easy to find-visible even from the bridge above. A few rains erased their trace.

Of course, even though I know my dogs were at least 15-1/2 (Gershwin) and 16 years old (Ceili), and that they lived good, long, loving lives, I have felt forced to ask: Why lose them both at the same time? Why lose them just before September 11th, when I so needed their comfort?

I don't actually believe in Heaven. I really believe that the body is all we have of life, except what lives on in our deeds and in the hearts and minds of those who have loved us. But thinking of my dogs running about up there, young and well, does bring me comfort. I took out Cynthia Rylant's "Dog Heaven" from the school library in which I work, and brought it home with me the day after Gershie died. It is a wonderful book even for grownups. (I notice that from both tributes I've avoided reliving the moments of their actual death. I revisit those moments all too often in my thoughts.) I thought of people I know who've died, mostly my father, greeting them in heaven, and also their doggie pal, Bo, who'd give them a gentle hello. But I also had this thought: I pictured all of the people who died in the Sept. 11 disasters arriving in Heaven whole, but in tattered clothes, covered with smoke, ashes and blood, and feeling overwhelmed with confusion and maybe fear and horror. And I saw Gersh coming over to them-and even they'd have to smile. He would happily smile and lick anyone who needed a little love. And, as my best friend said when I told this at Gershwin's funeral, Ceili would pick out just one special someone to comfort. I was astonished to see a similar concept discussed in the update to the Pet Loss Grief Support web site. Probably this is something from the Collective Unconscious-the fantasies humans use (about humans, about the animals we love quite as much as humans) to cope with our losses. But it would be wonderful to know that it's true.

You can see pictures of Gershwin (inadequate though they are) at: www.scils.rutgers.edu/!leibosan/multimedia/gershalone. Please note that the web site was created just before Ceili died-both dogs were alive and I had no clue that either was so close to passing away. I haven't had the opportunity to update them.

Sandi

for the 5 wonderful years we spent together
you will always be remembered and in my heart

Pam

Miss you dearly...We will see each other again

Gregg

Gherkin, I got your ashes today. They are in the chest, with Molly's along with your collar, leads, and your records from when you were a tiny puppy, also some of your favorite toys. Ayla and I miss you so much, my little pickle.
I will love and miss you forever.
Love
MOM and AYLA

GHERTI - You joined our family as your mom and dad began their life together. You were at our side through good times and bad...always bringing a smile to our face and loving us unconditionally. When you left our lives for the Rainbow Bridge, you took a part of us with you. Your memory lives on and we wait for the day when we meet up again. Always in our hearts, we miss you and LOVE YOU very much.

My sweet sick little boy became very tired of his battle. I deeply miss his gentle loving nature.

Christine

My darling GibbyBoy went to Rainbow Bridge on Saturday April 21, 2001 after a short but devastating illness (he had an acute onset of Immune Mediated Thrombocytopenia-ITP- where his body was destroying his platelets). His sweet demeanor, his antics, his loving personality and his courage were with him to the end. Rest well my sweet Gibby. Your mother will love you forever and ever and not a day goes by that I don't miss you. I will look for you sweet baby boy when my day comes, with open arms and joy in my heart to be reunited with you. May you chase those birds and butterflies with wind beneath you small paws until we meet again.

Deb McCloskey

Baby Puppygirl, Gigi:
We love you, miss you so much and wish you were still here with us--it is not fair you were taken away so quickly! We do take comfort in knowing that you're at the Rainbow Bridge, playing with your sticks, swiping things and no doubt chasing and running with other doggies and kitties! Baby, someday we shall all meet again with loving arms and kisses. For now, all that love is in our hearts and souls.
We love you forever, sweetheart!
Mommie and Daddy
"To live in hearts we leave behind, is not to die."

One star is not shining in the sky anymore

Mimi

Thank you for keeping me sane when I was far from home-a part of me goes with you.

Maggie Hults

Gildie girl, you came over and sat by my side at the shelter - as if you were rescuing me! You looked up with those big dark brown eyes as if you knew I needed you. Little did I know how much I needed you. You were more like my soul mate than my canine companion. We knew each other so well. Caring for you was easy and I loved every minute, except when I had to leave you for a few hours. Even in the end, you still wanted to be next to me in the car. I had to let you go to release you from your pain, but I will never leave you in spirit...your energy is still felt all around "our" home. I love you so much and miss you. Thank you for the 8 1/2 years you loved me and protected me.

love,
mommie

You were the runt of the litter, and the one we worried over many a night. Born with a broken paw, Gimpy you were my favorite. I will always hold dear the days we snuggled and watched tv, the nights when you curled up in bed with us. Although your time to be with us was short, we love you greatly and miss you. I still remember all the times I rescued you from Annie (my toddler). She asks about you all the time, and so does Josh. I hope you know the gentleman driving the car that swayed off the road to hit you has been punished. I will miss your purrs and sweet face.

Love Mommie and Daddy

Gina, we will ALWAYS love you & carry on your memory forever. RIP, Darling Gina

Elshia

Gina,

We thought of you with love today,
But that is nothing new;
We thought of you yesterday and
the days before that too.
We think of you in silence and
often speak your name,
All we have now are memories, and
your picture in a frame.
It broke our heats to lose you,
but you didn't' go alone,
A part of us went with you the day
God took you home.

In our hearts you have a place no other can ever fill.
We miss you so much. Cindy, Steve and Austin

Cindy

My mini dachshund Ginger crossed the Rainbow bridge on December 11, 2001at the age of 15. I would like to pay tribute to her as I bid goodbye to a wonderful companion and devoted friend. I hope that you rest in peace now free from all the pain you suffered here on earth. Meet with our family and friends who have also passed, and remember that I still love you deeply.

Love your mom

Gerri Scopelliti

Ginger was my best friend and I'm going to miss him so much. I know that he is in a better place now, and someday I will be able to play him again.

Tara Quinn

Precious little Ginger. How did Snowball know you the kitty of his dreams were out there in need of rescue? How much love you brought to him. How you gave us little Missie kitten and brought us all joy. I miss your purring me to sleep each night. I miss your sitting beside me and tapping me for addition. I miss your little powder puff tail and the way you some how wagged it when excited. So full of love, and so brave. How I wish you were still with us. We love you Ginger and miss you. We pray to meet up with you one day. Goodbye beautiful little girl.

Jean Ann Donnel

Ginger was my best friend. She was so special to me. She was even the flower girl in my wedding. Friday morning she chased a coyote (in Massachusetts - I didn't even know that they lived around here) out of the yard in an effort to protect me and her daughter. She was taken away by the animal.
Here is to Ginger, my love, my heroine.

Diana Huntress

Ginger was a very loving, devoted pet. She had 13 very good years, and a family who loved her very much.
We all cried that day that we had the vet come to the house to put her down. But her body was not what it used to be, and she was in a lot of pain. Arthritis had taken its toll, and she could not get around without help. She laid very still and did not blink an eye when the vet put her to sleep. She welcomed the relief, and we were glad for her that her suffering was over. But ours had just begun. Although we know it was the best thing for her, it still hurts to not have her here.
I would never change give up all those years of companionship. Having a pet (especially one like Ginger) is worth the pain you bear when you lose them. I know that someday we will be reunited.

Patti

I lost my best friend yesterday. My heart is broken. I got ginger full grown from the pound almost 11 years ago next month in august. She was a part collie/chow mix and she stole my heart from the beginning. Last November she started getting sick from what we thought were kidney stones. In January of this year she had surgery and came to find that she had cancer of the bladder. I tried everything to make her better again. The vet got out all of the cancer that he could and I cooked for her and gave her medicine to try and help her but yesterday we had to let her go. She was in so much pain that the vet felt that the cancer had spread to her bones. I miss her and my heart is partway gone now. I know all the right words, last act of love, no more pain etc. but it still hurts. I see her everywhere. I need to know that these animals that give so much unconditional love go to heaven. No one that loves people so much can just stop being. Thank you for listening.

Jan

The spark slowly fading,
From once-bright black eyes,
Your breath getting weaker,
While your mommy cries.
We've tried each last hope,
But to no avail--
I see your life slipping,
Your heartbeat, slowing,
And the spark slowly fading
From this precious life.
I love you, Ginger. I always will.
- Mommy

You were a trooper!! Thanks for being there for me. You will be able to see again and you'll get rid of all that pain from your skin. I will never forget you and we will be together again.

Regina

Dear Ginger, We miss you so much. You were part of our family. You were such a good dog. We will never forget you. Grandpa, Mom and I miss you alot. We will always love you and you will always be in our heart. She was such a loving dog.

Love,

Grandpa & Mom & Jennifer

In Loving Memory of Ginger, a sweet little, roly-poly girl dog that will be sadly missed by my daughter Jill, and granddaughter Kayla, and her pet family....Ginger, we are glad you are free of pain and in Heaven.......Be Free

Jill and Kayla Morgan and Gram Judy Althouse

We will meet you on the other side where you will be young and strong again. You gave us 17 great years and we will miss you a lifetime before we see you again. We miss you very much and love you dearly.

Meadows Family

"For our precious angel. You,our baby girl, gave us 13 years of love, laughter, affection, and companionship. We will long for you and miss you every moment of every day of our lives. You were our most special girl, and your spirit will live on in our hearts for a life time.

Ginger,........never to be replaced.........and always to be loved. We hope you are running and jumping and happily playing at the Rainbow Bridge with all our other family members, including all our furry family members we've lost through the years.....Friday, Sabrina, Xanadou, and even Butchy. As long as you are healthy and happy, there is nothing else we can ask for. We love you and miss you now, and every day of our lives ........that can never end.

Love, mommy and daddy"

Ginger spent 18 years living and loving in our household. She was the true queen of our household and we are lost without her. We have no reason to go on those long walks to the apple tree that she enjoyed so much, and no reason to get out the ice-cream for a treat. I loved her so much and miss her terribly. I still cry on the way home from work because I know there will be no little dog to greet me upon my arrival. She was such a special little dog and she is sadly missed. She fought a short but valiant battle against a brain tumor that took her personality and eventually her life with a seizure that could only be stopped by putting her to sleep. It was the most difficult thing I ever had to do, but I held her in my arms as the doctor released her from her suffering. She is now at rest laying under her favorite apple tree in the backyard. God Bless you Ginger and I will see you at the Rainbow Bridge.

Linda J. Gibson

Ginger had a wonderful life and led it to the fullest. Pulled from a place where no dogs should end up she was thrown into a loving warm home where she became the center of attention.

Later in life she had the wonderful change to leave the Toronto Winter and go south to Florida where the weather didn't impede her. In fact she could walk anytime.

Loved, needed and never forgotten,

what else is there to say.

Steven Barwin

Ginger was my survivor. When I was eight years old, in third grade, someone threw her out of a car window into the busy street in front of my elementary school. A boy stopped traffic to rescue her. That afternoon, she became part of our family.

Four years later, she climbed up inside my mother's car on a cold day and was found later that evening, after a lengthy shopping trip earlier that day. With burns on her back and stitches in her nose, she returned to us and healed, with the exception of the black scar across her nose that made her snore.

She had two litters of kittens, though the second litter died because they were premature.

She was always my cat. When I left for college, she hid in my parents' basement for months. She missed me. She only came around when I was home. Eight months ago, she was attacked by a neighborhood dog, and my parents did nothing to treat her. She wasted away for six months until I came home to find her emaciated, dehydrated, and barely breathing. I rescued her and my fiancée, Chad, and my best friend, Mindy, took her to the vet, gave her medicine, loved her, fed her. She seemed happier to be with me--the mom that she had missed for three years. She improved for a while, but then began to get worse.

The vet told us that she probably had cancer. The left side of her face was being eaten away . . . she'd lost the eye. It was spreading to the other side. She was losing weight that she could not afford to lose. We were determined to get a second opinion. Her life deserved at least that. I grieved the entire week before the appointment. We knew that we were really only buying ourselves more time with her. She was living for me, her Momma, because she didn't want me to be sad. The day that we took her, she tried to be brave, but when Mindy came, she finally began to act the way she felt. It was as though she knew that I would be protected without her, as long as Mindy was there. She had known Mindy just as long as she'd known me. The new vet nearly cried when she told us that we should put her to sleep. We knew then that we had found a good and trustworthy soul. The three of us gathered around her, petted her gently, told her that we loved her, and prepared to say goodbye. As much as we'd tried to deny it, she was in pain and it was time to allow her to go. Mindy and I stayed with her until the end. She was so good--she didn't cry or anything. She just put her head in my hand and went to sleep. When it was over, she looked so peaceful, so relieved to be out of her tired, worn out body. We stayed with her body for a while--it was so hard to leave, knowing that I would never see my sweet kitty again.

It's been over a week now and we've gotten her ashes back. I miss her terribly. We've gotten new cats to console us--and they are wonderful. I swear that Ginger sent them to me. My life just isn't the same without my sweetheart.

--Ginger,

I know that you are still with me. I can feel your presence near me at the strangest times. I know that you are there, whispering in Gabriel's ear when he hugs me, purrs, and nuzzles my ear. I am sorry that you suffered so much. You were so, so brave and I am happy that you are feeling so much better now. I am sad without you, but I know that I will see you again. Someday, we will never be separated again. I know that you will be watching me and protecting me, my Ginger, my Angel with fur, my sweetheart. I love you. I miss you. We all do.

Stacy--with Mindy and Chad 12/27/00

My sweet Gingerlee, I still cry for you even today. Your walk on earth was too difficult and I could not make it better. You are now safe and happy at the Bridge and playing with Pooh Bear. No one will ever hurt you again and in my mind, I am still kissing you and letting you know that you meant to be loved and cared for. Your beautiful brown eyes will be forever in my memory. I love you and look forward to being with you again at the Bridge. Mommy

Ginger Louise, our baby girl crossed the bridge 6-15-01. She gave to us 15 years of unconditional love. She will be missed and loved forever. We look forward to the day we will cross the bridge and her greeting us again. We know she and my sister, Karen are together now wreaking havoc and free of all pain. Our love is forever, our hearts are forever broken.

Don and Terry

I will always love, honor , and cherish the memory of the best friend I lost. God is fortunate to have such a wonderful new addition to heaven.

Gail Hammett

Missy LeBoef we miss you terribly. You only left us this morning but the hole left in the house seems to be getting bigger. Thank you for your many years of companionship and unconditional love. I am so sorry for the pain you suffered these past few weeks; please forgive me for putting an end to it. I know you're running free now with your tongue hanging out of your smile. Please don't forget us. We'll be looking for you at the Rainbow Bridge. - Pat, Boomer, Kiki and Jerry

Dear Ginger...my loyal companion for over 11 years...

You have been with me through it all. I deeply miss your sweet, gentle, beautiful soul in my everyday. All this time I thought I was training you...that's a laugh! You have taught me way more about love than I could ever teach you about proper etiquette! * If only all of us humans could learn to love through the eyes of the canine soul! I love you always my dear faithful companion...

Love, Therese

Ginny
You were a great little dog and a wonderful mother to Georgie and all your other puppies.
We will miss you. You were feisty right to the end.
A loving doggie ever alert.
You have gone to a better place.
You and Georgie can keep each other company while you wait for us together
Love Caroline & Willy

To our dearest Gino,

You were the life and light of our house,
you were small but with a big heart and even bigger personality,

We miss your demanding presence and attention.

We can still feel your touch on our legs and feet.
We can still hear your loud bark echoing in the house.
We can still see you waiting for us in the morning.

You needed more attention and care as you got older,
and you gave even more in return.

You always wanted to jump and climb,
You can do all that and more now.

We felt the pain you suffered and suffered even more
when you had to leave unexpectedly.

Thank you for the 11 years of fun and love that you
were able to share with us,
Nothing or no one will ever be able to replace that.

Forever in our hearts and we will meet again,

Mom, Dad, Lennard, Polyana, Mellissa

Giorgio was with me for 12 years. He was my beloved friend and companion. He never left my side. I had him cradled in my arms and I was telling him what a wonderful friend he had been to me all these years when he died. I miss him so much. I couldn't begin to realize such loss until he was gone. I believe I got to experience a gift from God all these years and the memories and pictures are the gift Giorgio gave back to me. I love you Giorgio, I will always love you.

Lori Haase

GIRL
1983 - February 15, 2001

Goodbye Girl, fragile little calico cat, reluctant companion, devoted Mom who spent your entire life caring for your daughters Oliver and Guenivere. For them, you gave up freedom, accepting rescue so they would never know the cruelties you had suffered on the streets.

Tolerating me long before you ever trusted or loved me, you were in your lifetime clever, quick, quiet and - except for occasionally harassing Ms. Moustache and plotting elaborate escapes out the back door - a well-behaved cat with an incredible will to live. You were also a formidable huntress who brought down your share of mice, birds and a little garter snake!

At 18, age mellowed you a bit and though you continued bossing your daughters, you began letting yourself enjoy backrubs, would sometimes sit by my side and watch TV and, when you thought no one was looking, would even bat around a toy or two.

On February 15, the day after Valentine's Day, you waited for me to wake before announcing your departure from this life. You left this world as you had lived in it - on your own terms, with grace and dignity - surrounded by your daughters, all you'd known and loved and me.

And while it hurts so much to let you go, I take comfort in celebrating your life for it was long and full. Thank you for sharing my life, for letting me help raise your little family, for the final honor of holding you in my arms and saying goodbye.

I love you, Girl. You were such a good cat. Walk proud. Shine bright. I will look for you in sunsets.

Linda

You came to us as a let-off, a stray, starving and in need of a good home. You brought us love, companionship and great loyalty. You swam nearly everyday in our pond and walked the kids up the dirt road to the schoolbus everyday and was there faithfully to walk them home. You lived a long life and we will all miss you very much.

Sibyl, Barry and Robb

We will hunt again in the waters by the Rainbow Bridge.
Gi was shot by an unknown assailant on her own property while enjoying life.
Deb, and the Class of 2000.

Gismo was truley loved and made our family very happy over the years. She is truely missed.

Brian Ellenberger

You are the best friend I ever had.

Richard Berke

Please pray for the sudden loss. Gizmo was stolen out of his yard, his little body was found four miles away. Gizmo, you will ALWAYS be loved and missed.

Hash Family

I'm so sorry that I couldn't make you better, my baby mouse. The kidney failure was too far advanced for anything to work on you. I know that you are in heaven with Sasquatch, Farley, Lefty and Neekee and are healthy and playing and eating your canned chicken again like you used to. I hope there is a big counter top there that you can jump on just to get attention like you used to do. I will miss you Gizmo and even though my heart is breaking now, I know I had no choice and that I did everything humanly possible to try and help you, to make you eat and feel better. I guess that you knew what was going to happen and that is probably why you gave up. I'm sorry to have kept you alive, but I really needed to try everything and anything before I let you go. Go and play Gizmo and feel good and be healthy and happy with your furbaby family that is there to meet you.. Remember, I will be joining you and the others some day, and on that day, we will be happy altogether, forever....

Roxanne

To the best cat in the world: I'll miss you soooo much...

Kathleen

From his new throne, the King of his Pride and Master of His Domain (all He surveys), GIZ watches all the birds in Heaven. No one could have asked for a better companion and baby and lion king. Mommy and your sister-wives, Brooke and Goldie, miss you terribly. You are irreplaceable.
I love you, my Familiar. You filled my heart. Our souls are forever connected.

From Jeanne Weber

My black domestic shorthair, with his loving yellow eyes.

Gizmo I thank God everyday that you came into my life. You really were my soulmate. I know that it was time for you to move on, but I want you to know that there will always be a hole in our lives without you. You watched over us for 15 years as the "Big Man on Campus", and even became Jay's "Bubba" (even though you weren't too crazy about him at first!). You did a great job hosting all of those parties in your red bow tie, and supervising everything that went on in our home. You even became a surrogate mom to Cricket- no one could have raised a better kitten! You have earned your wings. I am sure that you that you are stretched out in a sunbeam somewhere on your "sheepy-blanket", your belly full of '"tasties" and wet food. Please wait for me there, and we'll take a nap together.

Love always,
Michele and Jay

p.s. I planted yellow daffodils with you so I can see your eyes every spring, until we meet again.

Missing you little lonely feral friend. Your paws tread gently upon my heart.

Jinx L. Finch

The best cat in the world

Gwen Griffin

To our beloved and loyal dog, Gizmo, his spirit lives on in our hearts. He remains forever at our sides.

John, Lynn, Aubrey, Jaimie & Mackenzie Berger

Gizmo was my special baby that disappeared from my home mysteriously and I have never found out what happened to my baby to this day. I can only hope he didn't suffer, I feel cheated that I didn't have the chance to say goodbye with him in my arms. I don't know if his disappearance was accidental or a malicious act of someone else, I will never know. I would like to request a prayer that he come to me in my dreams and tell me what happened to him, no matter how bad, in a way so that I don't have any doubt that it's from HIM and not my subconscious. I just want to know so I can grieve totally and be able to get closure by talking to him. He has left such a huge hole in my heart that will never be truly filled again. It was so unfair that I couldn't comfort him at his end. I loved him so, we had a truly special bond, and still do. Thank you for this wonderful site to request this and to include my baby in such a loving way.

Beverly Jorgensen

Gizmo, we love you so much! We will never forget you, and the joy you brought to our faces and hearts every single day we spent with you. I will forever be sorry for what happened, as I hope you can forgive me as well. I'll miss the way we taught you to fetch a mouse like a dog, and the little flame shaped stripe of white along your nose, the funny way you played with the "milk rings", and they way you played with your brother Pepi. We all miss you very much, and will think of you every day and the great times we had together.

We will meet again one day!

Jim

Gizmo you were and always will be the best friend I ever had.
You were always there when I needed a friend, even through the hard times.
After 14 years with you I feel lost without you.
I will always love you and miss you.
Until we meet again, Brenda.

On July 29, 2001 it will be one year you have left your family. Our hearts are hurting so much without you. We think about you every day. Please Gizmo, come to mom and let me know how you are. I know Megan & Nick miss you so much. Allie is new to the family, you would think she is cute. No one could ever take your place. Be good and have fun with all your little firinds that you have made. I know they all love you, how could they not.
We love you very much Gizzy.

XOXOXO
Mom, Dad & all your family.

After a long battle, I finally had to make the awful decision to let Gizmo go. He was my best buddy for the past 6 years. Came home from work today and knew it was the day - He wasn't at the door to greet me.

I miss him so much already. I will miss him greeting me at the door when I come home. I will miss his purring mass sleeping on me every night. I will miss his cold nose on my face and him helping me tie my shoes every morning. I will miss him purring so contentedly in my lap during movies, or sitting on my shoulder while I work on the computer.

I held his head and paws while they put him down. Oh my god what a difficult thing to do. I never thought I could sit through it. But at that point I couldn’t walk away. He looked so peaceful at the end, but man did it hurt when he went. They kept telling me I was doing the right thing. If so, why did it not feel right…..

Rest in peace Gizmo. I wish your life hadn't been cut so short. You made my life much brighter with your love and I will miss you dearly.

Gizmo's hurting Pal....

Janet

To my very best friend, I will always love and miss you.

Danielle Foskie

I lost my beautiful male Himalayan to heart failure in 1999. He was a blessing to my whole family. He was so smart and loved all of us so much. I have so many memories of him and I will never forget the look in his eyes the night before we took him to the vet. He was in so much pain and could not hardly breathe. He knew he was going to the vet to be put to sleep. He looked at us as if to say, "I know where I am going and it is okay, I understand". To this day I still think about him. He played even when he was real sick. We have since bought a Shaded Silver Persian, but she is not Gizmo. After having Gizmo, I do not think any cat in my life could measure up to him. He loved to be brushed and held, even for just a little while. He was just happy having us in his life. I really miss him and if there is such a thing as the "rainbow bridge" I hope he is happy and healthy. Maybe someday I will see him again. Who knows??

Alison

Gizmo, we will always love you. You are buried forever in our hearts

Carol Oschin

I adopted you from 14 years ago, and took you away from a desperate situation. What I realized very quickly that you actually adopted me and helped me through some very bad times.

I miss you, and only hope that I can be lucky enough to have another pet/friend that is HALF as special as you were.

K. Freeman

Little gizmo passed on this morning, he was the best family dog ever, never growled at my grandkids or snapped at them, always was loving, and had a little special way he looked at you.
he did not look like a real dog he looked stuffed so I nicknamed him "Stuffy"
we love & miss him dearly, We love you Gizmo!
thank you, and God Bless

Jan

Gizmo,

We love and miss you very much.

Love,
Mom & Dad

We all miss and love you. You will have your eleventh Birthday on May 18,2001. We will celebrate it just like we always have in the past. You will always be in our hearst and prays. Megan misses you so much as we all do. Happy Birthday Gizzy. All our love Mom, Dad & all your family. oxoxox.

Mommy and Daddy miss you so much. You will always be in our hearts and thoughts. You gave us so much love and joy . If only we knew that night would be the last time we would see you . When I come home at night I miss you jumping up and running to meet me. You were always there. The house is so empty without you. Thank you God for 13 years with him. It showed us life is very short.

Mommy and Daddy

Gizzy had an extra 3 years and 4 months to his life because we found him. Our mother saw him on the highway on her way to work, and she just had to stop. He looked like our other dog. She got him to the vet's, Gizzy had been abused badly, cigarette burns in his ears, numerous scars, very bad cataracts (sp). His breed? Shih Tzu or Lhasa Apso, no one was able to say. His age? Another mystery, some said 8 some said 14. Gizmo started getting sick, throwing up, drinking a lot of water. We took him to the vet, he had kidney problems. Our mom went to Vegas, a vacation for her and our step-dad. Of course, Giz get's sick when she leaves. He stopped drinking and eating, he just layed around, in a daze. We took him to the vet yesterday, he diagnosed him w/ Renal Failure. We had to make the decision to keep him alive (and suffering) or let him go on his way. We tried to wait until Monday, that way mom could be there, but today, Gizzy started to have seizures, and his breathing was heavier, and seemed harder. The second one was the worse one, he had died, he stopped breathing and his heart had stopped, we were sure he was gone. But, then he started to breath again, but he was paralyzed. We called every vet in the book, not one was in their office. Finally, we got thru on our vet's emergency number. He was God Sent, he agreed to put him down tonight. I am still crying as I write this, I am still turning my head to check on him in the chair, but he's not there. I am happy for Gizzy, he can run, and play. He's healthy, and he can see and hear, and he's so much better where he is, but I am selfish and I want him back here with me. I don't really have a point, to be honest, I don't think there is a point, just that I loved my animal, and I always will. We love you always Gizmo. Love, Jessica (19), Amanda (16) and everyone else in the family.

To my baby;
You gave so much and asked for so little- your time with me was to short and I will miss you greeting me and waiting patiently for me to finish my day to hold you in my lap.
You will always be in my heart.
Now you are well and safe my little one.

Always my first.
I Love you.
Mom

My sweet Gizmo:

I still cry for you for not being there when you passed on. I just hope you know how much you meant to me. Your picture is on the mantel with Tootsie and pray for you both everyday. Even a website is named after you. Take care of Tootsie where you both are now and hope to be reunited with you when the time comes. I miss you dearly my sweet boy. I miss your sweet kisses and still hear you answer me when I spoke to you.

Clodya

Gizmo came into my life on 12-09-86 and G-D took him back on 08-13-01.
I know that he awaits me, his "Mudder" at the "RAINBOW BRIDGE."
I am sure that there is no more perfect, unconditional love here on earth than that love I have known
in my four legged baby boy, called Gizzie.
My special kind of guy, my only kind of guy, my guy. You have no idea how much I miss you. You will always be in my heart - I will never forget you. Rest in peace my beautiful baby boy - you will always be my angel.

Theda Rosen

Being that both your Mommy and I could never have any kids, God blessed us with you Gizzmo. You will live in our hearts and souls until we see you again at the Rainbow Bridge. You gave us the best years of our lives with your love and affection, and we are forever grateful. We will never forget you, and can't wait till that special day that we are all together once again.
Remember Death is only the beginning
We love you.

To my "little face" Gizzy. I miss you so much and I cannot wait to see you again. Please wait for me at the rainbow bridge. I hope you are feeling better and forgive me for not sending you home sooner. Please watch over me, Daddy, Zoey, and Trevor. I love you!
Love-Mommy

To the special little stray who entered our lives and brought us so much joy with each visit. You had so much love in your eyes and your little waddle is greatly missed! Glenny, you opened our hearts to loving stray animals and our adopted girls Macie, Kaylie and Madisen are very greatful to you. I'm so happy that I was able to meet you. I hope you knew that someone loved you. Meet up with Nikki in Heaven and we'll meet you both at Rainbow Bridge. Love you, Jamie, Aaron and girls

My name is Dominique, and my beloved cat's name was Glister. He was named after I walked through my parents' stock room one day, and noticed the Amway brand toothpaste was called "Glister" and thought how perfect! He was our family cat for 12 years. He was born in June of 1989, and he died on November 1st, 2001.

I have so many wonderful memories of Glister, from his first disastrous flea-bath as a kitten to his annual romps in the Christmas decorations! He was a hugging cat -- you could pick him up and he would put his arms around your neck and purr in your ear. He loved playing outside as much as he loved curling up in laps after a busy day.

My favourite memory of Glister was back in 1994 when I was 19 years old. I had serious dental work done, and I was in agonizing pain for 3 weeks. The doctor had me on pain killers, but I still couldn't lie down to sleep -- I had to sit up in an armchair in the family room. Glister came and curled up in my lap every night that I had to sit up, and he comforted me so much that I was able to doze off long enough to get some good rest.

"Sleep now, my baby-cat
All your pain is gone
Once again, you jump and play
As you did on our lawn.

Cry no more, my baby-cat
You're in God's loving care
He'll make sure you're safe and sound
And waiting for me there.

Look for me, my baby-cat
Because one day we'll be
Reunited on that bridge
As happy as can be."

I miss you, Glis. Until we meet again ...
Love, Dominique.

Gloria I miss you so much I hope your alright in heaven

I cant live my days without you anymore I love you with all my heart!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Stevan Villar

Friends Forever - my little angel that shared my life and gave me such love and joy. You will always be in my heart.

Alice Zoll

Dear all,
I hope my pet, my dearest love, GOGO would be peaceful playing at Rainbow Bridge.
Regards,
John

You were Mom's Jadie Baby and Dad's Dirty Girl and his little shadow. You were Luke's wife. He misses you. You slept on your Dad's pillow. He misses you. When I would kneel down you would jump in my lap. You wanted to be with people. I miss you. Rookie is going to miss your little body helping to keep her warm this winter. Lacey will miss bossing you around. You probably won't miss that. You will remain in our hearts always. We love and miss you very much! Mom & Dad

I lost my beloved little girl and faithful companion of seventeen years. The heartache and pain I feel is nothing like I've ever experienced before. My entire life and her's were entwined. I loved her with all of my heart and miss her more with every hour she is not by my side. If there is a heaven for dogs, I know that you are there, Goldie, you were the sweetest of them all. You will forever hold a special place in my heart.

Geralyn Miller-Nucci

Goldie owned our cul-de-sac. She would lay in the center of the road and decide who passed and who waited. All the animals in our neighborhood knew who was boss. When male cats came courting, if was Goldie they followed. When new pets moved in, Goldie laid down the law. People wondered why a dark brown, almost black. long haired cat was named Goldie. In fact, she got her name from her big golden eyes. As a kitten, the were huge; out of proportion to her face. My wife always joked with friends about not naming a cat after their attributes as a kitten. When asked what she meant, she'd tell people that when Goldie was a kitten, she was gold colored. She fooled more than a few people with that story.

Goldie was a paradox. She loved children and let them pet her without complaint. The Vet had her file marked "XXX". She loved to sit on your lap and sleep. She'd stay that way all day, if you let her. She was also a relentless hunter. She augmented her diet with many birds and squirrels. She even took down a possum once. She was a fearsome warrior who never complained when Lucy ate from her bowl. She just walked off and let the "young whipper-snapper" eat her fill. When she walked, she almost tip-toed. You could almost hear the "tinkle-tinkle" of the high notes on a piano when she walked - She was so dainty.

On Saturday, as my wife was leaving the house, Goldie began to cross from the opposite side of the street, She saw the first car, but not the second. My wife said she went quickly and never knew what hit her. The driver was devastated as well. He buried Goldie in our back yard, next to Lucy, who passed on earlier in the year. On Sunday, he and his wife brought flowers, which we placed on the grave. Even in death, Goldie was loved by all (except the Vet). Rest in Peace, Goldie. We'll see you again. I promise.

Mark Schenkel & Jodi Rubin

To my Goldie I love you and miss you, mummy will see you again so wait for me

Una McCamley

Goldie was the best dog anyone could have. Everyone loved her so much. She was special to our two children never to hurt them. She waited for me to say goodbye she died with dignity.

Brian Radesic

Dearest Goldie, We think about you everyday and miss your sweet face so much. I hope you're Happy & Healthy at Rainbow Bridge. Do know we have the deepest of love for you. You will always be our Golden Girl and always in our hearts! Your daughter Lacey misses you too. Austin (only 3) asks about you often. Until we meet again sweet girl. Love, Mommy & Daddy

Charles, Debbie & Austin Swinamer & Lacey too!

Dec. 21- Today I had to put my cat "Goliath" to sleep. It was the hardest, most heartbreaking thing I have ever had to do. He had been sick for 2 weeks, and the antibiotics were not working, and he was getting worse. We finally sent a blood test to a special lab, and it was found that he had cancer of the bone marrow. I told Goliath that part of our contract was that I would take care of him and never let him suffer. I told him I would see him again up in heaven some day. I told him I loved him. I stayed with him the whole time at the vet, and held his face in my hand and petted him and gave him a kiss goodbye. He went to sleep and just passed peacefully away. I feel terrible. Even though I know it was the right thing to do, I feel terrible. My son just called. Earlier today I called him to let him know what I was going to have to do. I held the phone up to Goliath's ear, and Michael told him goodbye. I know Goliath heard him. Now I have to drive over to my brother's house to bury my friend of 10 years. I really love him and I will miss him so much, and I will never forget him and his sweet, funny ways. Have fun up in Kitty Heaven, Goliath!
Dorinda Wheelock

Dorinda,
I am sorry about Goliath. I loved that cat too. Like all your animals Dorinda you gave Goliath a happy and loving place to live his years. It was his time and you know that. You did the right thing and you know he does not want you to be sad and neither do I.
Be happy that you showed him a wonderful life, filled with Kitty joy for every day he was with us.
Goliath leaves us with many fun memories.
Here's to you cat.
We love you Goliath.
Mike.

He was a good snake. He never bit anybody. When I found out he was dead I started to cry. I will never forget my snake.

Vincent Dicintio

You were in my life for almost 24 wonderful, and joyful years. You loved to talk, and to keep the days filled with fun. Now that you are gone, there is only silence. My heart aches to hold you in my arms once more. My mind searches for that beautiful voice that woke me in the mornings, and told me "I love you" and "Good Night" every evening. I miss you terribly. I know you are at peace now, and singing in the choir at the Rainbow Bridge. When my journey takes me there, I will be looking for you once again. Then my beloved Gonzo, we will spend eternity together. Until then my beloved Gonzo, I send you off with love, kisses, hugs, to hold you until I am there once again. I love you for all eternity my sweet angel. You will always be right here in my heart forever, and ever. Thank you for being in my life, and bringing me so much joy. I can't wait until we are reunited once again. I love and miss you so much. Mommy

You will always be beloved - you will always be missed - you will forever be in our hearts - we love you and our hearts are broken over your passing. We always knew you would ride that tuna boat to heaven, we just weren't ready for you to leave us so soon. We love you.

Susan, Kimi, Aimee (Snow)

Sept. 1993-July 11 2001
You were my inspiration to face the day. You came into my life a scared and untrusting soul. I will never know all that you went through before you came to my home. All I do know is that I love you and miss you. I wish I could roll the years back and take you for that extra walk, extra ride and give you the extra back rubs in that "special spot." Always know that you were my "Big Girl" and so Very Very Special!

Deborah Craft

Gorby, our sweet and shining boy,

We miss you so much, sweetheart! Nothing has been the same without you here to share in every day.
We were so blessed to have you in our lives - it was ten wonderful years, and they went by much too quickly. I still can't believe you're not with us (physically anyway)
- I know you're keeping watch. The last couple of months you were here, I know you didn't feel good, but thank you for trying so hard to live. You knew you were going to have to go soon - remember that day out in the back? You were trying to tell me. We will never forget you, but we will remember you most for being the noble, supremely gentle big boy that you were.
SugarBear, we will see you again.

All our love, now and always,

Mommy, Daddy and Brownie

I can still feel your breath on my face
I can still see you dancing, forever prancing
I can feel you nuzzling from under the covers
Your presence is felt all over the place

My time with you will be remembered forever
As I would look in your eyes, I realized
That our hearts would live as one in eternity
We'll see you again, the Bridge, Heaven, or wherever

More than a beloved pet, you were a faithful friend
And our love for you would last til the end

May light perpetual shine upon you

Doug Beattie

Gordon was a true friend to us all. he went overboard from our boat whilst sailing in a storm and we were unable to get back to him.
We don't know his age. He joined us from another family last year.
He cheerfully accompanied us on many trips and was at the centre of our family life.
We mourn his loss

Robert Sneyd

Dearest beloved Gormy,
You will be in my heart forever.

Helen

Bubu wherever you may be we will deeply miss you. You will always be our son and our baby. We will always keep you in our hearts and our memories of all the wonderful moments we shared together as a family. We know that you are now with God enjoying, carefree, all your bones and sqeaky toys. We all send you our love to you. No other pup can or take you place in our hearts. Love your family.

Gounkie, You are missed so very very much. You were our baby. You'll always be in our hearts forever. Soon we'll be together again.
Love you so much,
Mommy

Grace came into our lives about 5 1/2 years and enriched our lives more than I can say. I hope she's having a joyous time waiting for us at Rainbow Bridge.

Sue Skulina & Tom Rokicki

Grace Maria was the epitome of beauty and grace on earth. An old, old stray, she was found by a friend in Nov. 1999 after having weaned a set of pups. We took her on July 4 weekend, 2000 when the friend could no longer keep her. She was withdrawn emotionally, yet we loved her passionately and she came out of her shell only to fall ill with kidney disease. She had a brief reprieve of a few weeks when she acted like a pup, barking in her hoarse throaty "woof" for her dinner, and prancing like a pony when she saw her food bowl. She "crashed" on Christmas Day, and we sent her on her way 1-4-01, when we could do no more for her, in love and peace. We miss you, Gracie. Please make a soft place for us when our time comes. We will meet you at the Bridge. We will never lose each other. The pack misses you too. Love from Mommy Mindy, Daddy Gary and Melon, Armand, Lili, Lucky, Leihke, Bailey, Joshua, Bridget, Wilma and Belle and all the other animals at our house. "All the stars in the sky...."

Pet-Therapy Dog - who put smiles on many faces

Laurie and Joel Goldberg

Gracie went over the Rainbow Bridge after fighting for 14 months. She is sorely missed, and is very much loved. Her sisters and cousin know that she went to a better place where she remains forever young, beautiful and loving. She will always be missed.

Cyndie Elman

Gracie,
God speed, North towards Rainbow Bridge. One day we'll be reunited, and I'll show you all the love in the universe again.
Oh how we miss you... You were more than a friend. You taught me valuable lessons in life, how to see the beauty in every situation. We Love you
Mom & Dad
You can visit Gracie's memorial at http://www.carolinasiberianrescue.org/gracie_mem.htm
Gracie was a adopted rescue, who was Heart Worm +, for two plus years. She shared the last weeks of her life in our arms. She passed
two days before her treatments were to begin...
I know she's at the Rainbow Bridge now. Felling no pain, and being free...

Oh Gracie, My soulmate, my friend, my most beloved baby girl - you knew I would never let you suffer. It all happened so fast. Thank you for coming and allowing us to be part of your life. Dad and Francesca miss you so much. As for me, well you took one of the best pieces of my heart with you. I am glad I could be with you right up until the end so my voice and touch could travel with you on your journey. I'll always love you, baby girl. Say goodnight Gracie. Love, Mom

Juli Solnick

To my best friend.

Tammy Ambrosier

Gracie was always my angel on earth, now she's my angel up above. She gave so much love, not only to me, but to all my family and friends as well.

Jaws stayed by my side through thick and thin. When I moved to a wheelchair he stayed always by my side on that. When he could no longer jump on the bed to lay next to me, he lay on the floor next to me. You were my very best friend and you made my life bearable. you always kissed me on the face and when your time came, you kissed me goodbye then. I'm so sad without you. I will always love you, forever. I hope your in heaven with your buddies, "Shaggy and Maggie" and that you can run again and chase rabbits. Forever my Love. Mia

A brutal, senseless, tragedy to one with a heart so pure.

Kelly Gray

It has been 10 years since I've dealt directly with death. The last time, a favorite teacher of mine had taken his own life when I was in the sixth grade. I can't remember much about the funeral, only that I didn't cry much during the service. Only afterwards, did I start to bawl. So I'm not sure why I feel the need to write, or whether or not I will actually find solace in writing for I have never been much of a writer, but I did feel that my thoughts and feelings should be kept record of. Today, 10 years after my first encounter with death, my second one occurred.
Our family never had a real pet before because of my allergies. Sure we've raised the standard fare, hamsters, goldfish, budgies, but never for long, and never with much devotion. During the summer of 2001, when impulsively, my mother and sister and I went into a pet store, we saw what would become our first true pet, and a long overdue addition to the family. In retrospect, we didn't think practically, for it was probably too late in our lives to raise a small puppy in the family but I am a believer in fate, so the adoption was no accident. We named him Gregory, and despite protest from our mother that the name would be too difficult to pronounce for Chinese immigrants, he was a Gregory. And he would become our Gregory. I can't say there have ever been many things that united this family. At one point or another, there has always been some bit of turmoil or tension, which understandably occurs with raising adolescents. But Gregory was something that united the family. Which may be why the grief is so intense for us all.
I'll never forget the first time my father saw him. He was sleeping on his side on a mattress in the den, breathing rhythmically and watching his tiny chest rise and fall like the tides. The look on my father's face is one that I have never seen before. It was the look of a melted heart and childlike innocence and fascination. My mother's love for the dog was a maternal love reserved only for mothers. She was the disciplinarian and the caretaker. While publicly she would always find a way to emphasize the burden of taking care of a dog, we knew it the nature of her love and she didn't fool us. For my sister, this is what she has wanted almost forever. Her love was unconditional. It fulfilled a desire she had been carrying since childhood, something that she would be incomplete without. As for myself, I'm not sure exactly what Gregory particularly represented for me, but I do know he was a companion, not only for me, but also for the family. Part of joy for me was watching the rest of my family interact with him, and the happiness that he brought to them.
Gregory was mischievously disobedient at worst and passionately loyal at best. Part of the pain comes from knowing we will never get to see him grow. He was outlived, even by his first birthday. Grieving for him is nothing to be ashamed of, for he was truly part of this family. It has been a decade since I've had to recall these specific emotions. And with 10 more years under my belt, the pain somehow feels magnified. I do know that since I do believe in fate, I can't have it both ways and believe that things are meant to be when they are good, and not when they are bad. I don't know anymore about an afterlife. I've been struggling with my spirituality for some time. I read a beautiful account that said pets go on to a better place. Green pastures where they are free to roam, always happy and waiting to be reunited with their owners. Even in the bible, there does seem to be evidence that there are animals in an afterlife. Thankfully, I've not had to deal with much death in my life, so I'm unfamiliar with the grieving process. I don't know how long it will take, but I do agree with the old adage that time heals all wounds. I read a little about the different stages of mourning, and it seems as if I've experienced all of them in a very condensed span of time, denial, confusion, anger, depression, withdrawal, all but maybe the final stage of acceptance. I wept myself to sleep, and even in my dreams I was crying. I saw Gregory appropriately one last time in my dreams, perhaps a way to say goodbye. I thought a great deal about how emotions have such a strong affect over the physical body. My face was numb, I was shaking, my mouth was dry, my appetite was lost and any food I did try to eat tasted completely bland. There is emptiness in my stomach and a hole in my heart. I can't stand the feeling of being awake, but it is too hard to sleep. I use the word surreal a lot, but has the word had such meaning.
I worry most about my sister. I think she is at one of the most fragile points in her life, and this is something she definitely did not need. Perhaps it will eventually make her stronger, but right now, that is something hard to see. She will probably have the hardest time letting go.
I'm considering going to see a counselor that specializes in pet loss. I found one on the Internet in TMR, but haven't decided if it's a good idea or not. Of course I wish this day never happened. It was not the way to end off an already very confusing year full of emotional swings. Sometimes I wish we had never known Gregory that way would not be experiencing the pain we feel now. But I think I've decided to think of the good memories that he brought this family when he was with us. I can't thank him enough, and it may seem trivial, but I think he had a very important role to play in my life.

Gregory, you will be missed and forever be in our hearts.

Kevin Wang

I always called her "My Angel, Gift from God" and she was all that and more. Always loving and protective, always gentle. An unusual cocker, she was never snippish. She adored her little poodle sister, and her cat, that passed on to the Bridge last year. Her favorite was her brother Beowolf. She visited him as he was dying. He went on to pave the way for her. I know they are together again, and that she is chasing him around that big yard by the bridge. Now she is everyone's "Angel", but Grendel you will always be my "Angel" first. Nikee and I miss you very much. I am sorry. Love Always, Mommy

Greta bringing you to the Vet on Monday was one of the hardest decisions I have ever made in my life. I hope you understand that I could not watch you suffer any longer with that old disc, knowing how much you use to love to chase the trains. I am missing you deeply and I hope your not mad at me. Love Mom

Greta was a wonderful animal, sweet and loving to all. As a puppy, she had been the victim of abuse. Fate brought Greta to my sister, Sandy, who loved and nurtured her, and gave her a loving home and family. Fate also took Greta from us, quite suddenly and unexpectedly. And we all miss her terribly. But there is some comfort in knowing that the time she spent with Sandy was the happiest time of her life. And Greta now is not alone or afraid, for she is with Milo. They will be great friends, I'm sure, and will be waiting for us at the bridge when the time comes. And they will always be in our hearts. Karyss

My heart is empty tonight without my special friend Greta. She has been with me for 12 years and has always been by my side. I will miss you.

Joyce Smith

I'm posting this in memory of Greta who was sent across the Rainbow Bridge this morning to be with her Mistress Frankie who passed in July, 1998. With Greta as she transcended this life was her beloved and loving Master Jim.

Greta was able to personally give her farewells to her dear friends Robert, Irene...but especially their darling children Jeremy, Amber, and Kelsey on Sunday, March 11, 2001. She received loving thoughts for her journey from Margie and Nancy from far away.

Frankie found the perfect doxy on a journey in the summer of 1993 in WI and many family traveled from CA and IL to experience the adoption with Mom. She brought "Our Baby" home by plane to Dallas, TX where she lived her life of being the Queen of the House. None will forget the greetings Jim would receive when he came home from fishing trips. Actually I think it made Mom very jealous. Nor shall I ever forget the ritual of Mom and Dad carrying their baby into their bedroom where was placed a child's playpen with blankets and soft foam doggie bed. Each of us would kiss her as Dad held her then Mom's kiss...Dad's. Then he gently placed her in her bed and covered her. Over the playpen was a big blanket that would be pulled. In the mornings the yips would let us know she was ready for food, walks, and play.

Mom in some of her final words told Dad to please take care of her baby. And he did Mom. He loved her so much and the past two weeks of her life did everything he could to try to help her. But unfortunately no one could help and today Mom...he took her...and held her while she was sent to you across that Rainbow Bridge. He hurts and swears no other dogs. I wished he would get another, that is my wish...not his for he believes he had the best there was with Greta. I just hate for him to come home to the empty house.

My love to you Greta...I shall never forget your games, face baths, and greetings every year when I came home to visit. God's speed lil' one.

Nancy

Our beloved little Gretchen passed away Christmas Eve at 5:40pm. We had to put her down so she wouldn't suffer anymore. The hardest decision we've ever had to make in our lives. Momma and Daddy love you sweet baby. Were going to miss you soooooooo much. We would put you on your blanket at the end of our bed when we would go to bed at night and somehow you would manage to crawl in between us everynight. We won't see you run up and down the hallway chasing the cats or going after your ball. Our hearts ache for you, it hurts so much that you're gone. You will always have a special place in our hearts. We know that you will be in a better place now, crossing over Rainbow Bridge, there we believe we will meet again someday. We love you baby: Robert, Audra, Nicollette & Samuel. Your other family as well: Jena, Sheltie, Felix, Skeezer, Spot & Moonie.

Gretl came into our lives a little over nine years ago. We found Gretl at the Humane Society in Indianapolis, IN. She was the softest little puppy I had ever touched. Gretl helped me raise my three boys to be loving, caring and gentle pet owners. We lost Gretl to cancer. The decision and act of letter her go was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. The only thing that makes it bearable is knowing that our wonderful dog will no longer be in pain. We will always love and miss her.

Leanne Smith

Melinda, Mike and Sophie miss you terribly. Words cannot describe the hole you've left in our hearts.

Coming home is not the same without your smiling face and wagging rump. We can't wait until we see you again, dear friend.

Melinda and Michael Black

As I looked at your dear still body beside the road, only moments earlier hit by a car that didn't even stop, I can only imagine how sweet you must have been. Your soft grey fur, with a touch of cream on the undersides of your body spoke of how sweet you must have been to hold. Surely your curious nature took you into the road that morning, with little thought to danger. So quickly you were gone, and I stood by helpless to save you, wondering if you belonged to the people in the house nearby. May your dear little kitty soul have crossed the Bridge and been met by my beloved Smokey who went there in September, 1998. He was grey too, and I know the two of you would so love to play together. God bless you and all dear kitties that die needlessly, without love and comfort in their last minutes, robbed of a long and happy life by thoughtless owners without the sense or concern to keep you safely indoors. I pray your next life will be a happier and longer one.

Mariella Ross

Griffin is a very special part of our family. He will be missed by his parents, his sister Georgia, and newly adopted sister Sunny. We miss him more than words could ever express.

Kelly & Chris Heldreth

Grigina was the love of my life - She stayed with us nearly 6 weeks more after a very bad period in December - during that time she took every opportunity to show her love, staying close and purring during her snuggling sessions as she said goodbye. Three days ago her condition deteriorated again- this time all the medical treatment and nursing could not help, and we gave her up to God tonight. It was the hardest thing I have ever done. I will miss her forever.

Valerie Calabria-Maher

Grisalyman,

Thank you for sharing your life with me.
I know life without you will be difficult.
You were always there for me, you always made me smile and laugh, you brought nothing but joy to me with your sparkling eyes and smile. At times you were just a lovable goof.
You were a wonderfully good boy and I could have not asked for a better friend.
You will never be forgotten.
I know not a day will go by that I don't think about you and miss you.
I hope you and Keeley have met up again and are enjoying each others company once again.

I will always love you and keep you close to my heart until my dying day.

Lauri Jo Thain

Grizz was our girl that we got from the local humane society. I picked her out for my son who longed for a large dog. She became a big part of our lives on December 4, 1992. She was our constant loving companion for so many years. Then on Saturday, Jan 20, 2001 she could no longer walk on those back legs of hers. She was in so much pain. George and I tried giving her more of her medications in hopes she would get better but by Monday morning we both knew what had to be done. We had to let her go and relieve her of her suffering. It was the least we could do for our girl who had given us so many years of happiness. So, with very heavy hearts we held Grizz Monday night (01/22/01) and told her how much we loved her as we allowed our vet to send her on to Rainbow Bridge. She is so deeply missed that we are still not able to function.

So my sweet Grizzy Bear....until we meet again at the bridge, mine and George's hearts will ache over loosing you. Run on those back legs now big girl!!!

Robin Edwards & George Slover

Grizzly, my life, my love..... I will love & miss you forever

Susan Sullivan

For our Cat who we loved and cared about. We miss you.

Zachary and Kelly

Dear Grizzly Bear

Our sweet baby girl that was a real fighter since they day we had as a little one. You will never be replaced and/or forgotten for you was the sunshine of our lives and you was a mom to all the other hamsters that were around you.
May the God and Goddess keep you in their care and hold you dear to their hearts just as we did.
I love you my baby girl and wish that I could hold just once more and kiss you like you was with me all the time but you just got too old to keep running with all the others.
Goodbye my baby girl.

Feb 5 1999-Jan 23 2001

Tim and Jenn Robin

To a special spirit, loved everyday of his life, given the ultimate wish, a white feather upon death from the sky.

Ina Coventry

My little Gucci was a special gift to me and to everyone who came across his path. We shared our lives for 11 years where he showered me with love and devotion. Through the years, even as he was plagued with the many medical problems he developed, he was always the happiest dog and ready to share his love with anyone he met. Truly, everyone loved GUCCI! We had the most special bond and a love I cannot describe in words. He adored me...I adored him. He kissed me when I cried and curled up in my lap. He greeted my every return with showers of kisses, whether I was gone 10 minutes or 10 hours. After he lost most of his sight, I adopted a friend to help him get around. Human friends were worried Gucci might be jealous or resent a new dog. But Gucci had nothing but love to offer this new little rescue dog. They became inseparable and she went with Gucci to all his treatments. Sadly after bravely battling cancer for the past 15 months, it was time for Gucci to go to the rainbow bridge and wait for me. I held him in my arms close to my heart as he slipped away from me. Gucci will always be in my heart.

Debbi Crisci

December 22, 2001 2:10 PM

Michelle Conner

So full of Love and life it seemed things would go on for ever.
At 13 years , 2 months we thought she still had time to go.
We never dreamed today would be the day when we'd be put to the test , to put aside our selfish thoughts and do for her what's best.
Painless for her as we are told , yet somehow I still wonder , how could we let our life long friend be slowly dragged to slumber.
The eyes grew dim, the limbs grew weak, with a final stare she was gone, and with her went a part of us, yet somehow she still lives on.
For within our hearts she'll always be , as long as we both live , and the first of us to pass on will be the first to see, her running free, her health restored , and living with the lord .
Her tail will wag, she'll run to us, our lives will be restored.

In loving memory of my 'dootie bug'

Terry

Gulliver, you will always be my most precious baby. I miss you so much and always will. You were the perfect cat for me, and no one will ever replace you. I waited my whole life to get you, and loved you for the six years I had you. You were my best friend when I was sad, my blanket when I was cold, my tissue when I was sad.

I have so many others who love me, but no one can replace you. Your brother and sister love and miss you very much. So does your Daddy. We all comfort each other, and we think of you all the time. We're so glad you don't hurt anymore, and we're glad you went to the bridge quickly. Wait for us there, Gulliver, but it's going to be awhile.

So play in the grass--no one will bring you in before you're ready. Get on the counter--no one will pull you down. Stay on the porch as long as you like--no one will bring you in when you aren't ready. Sleep in your cardboard house. Sit on the newspaper. Lay on the stove. Sit in front of my computer screen whenever you want.

Baby, I miss you so much, I don't know how I'm ever going to go on without you. But I promise I'll try. I know God is taking care of you now.

Sleep well, my little Paw Prince.

Love,

Mommy

My dear sweet Gumby....You are forever in my heart!

Susan G

When I moved to California from Baltimore in 1979, I left my best friend-my mom. We would talk everyday on the phone. One day she called me about a little "mutt" running the streets...for over one week she tried to get it to come to her, but it would always run away. One morning she called-all excited...she had talked the little dog into coming into the yard. It was instant love between my mom and "Gumdrop"-she had picked out that name the first day she had seen her. The next morning I called my mom and she laughed and said that "Gumdrop" was sitting on her lap. She also told me that she had whispered into Gumdrops ear that she would have a good life because they were now together. That night I received a terrible call from my dad-my mom suffered a heart attack and was dead. I could not believe it-my mom was only 54 years old! I flew to Baltimore and arriving home, the first thing I saw was a little "bengie" type dog sitting on my mom's chair. One week later when I left to return to California, with me was "Gumdrop". I truly believe that this was my mom's last gift to me. I had Gumdrops love and total devotion for 14 years. The day she left to go to the "Rainbow Bridge"....I knew my mom was waiting with open arms.

Sincerely,

Madelyn Lipscomb-Wiscour

Both of my angels were so very special to me. I hope that they are at the rainbow bridge...playing, healthy and having fun. Someday we will be together!

M. Wiscour

Gunnar, I miss you so much. You were my baby, my friend, companion and protector. I don't know what I'm going to do without you. Holding you in my arms while you passed on ripped my heart in two. Please, forgive me for having to put you to sleep, but I couldn't stand to see you suffer. I feel so guilty for having to do that to you. You will always be in my heart and someday I'll see you again.

Mary Ann Bynes

I Love you so much, Gunter. I'll see you at Rainbow Bridge.

Barbara Belroy

Always in our hearts

Heather, Claire, Alan, Jamie Armour

Gus you were a special dog. You left a print on everyone heart. You passed away so sudden I really did not get to tell you good bye the last time I saw you, you were running in the trees chasing rabbits like you were really going to get one! The last moments I had you, you were in my arms passing on to the Rainbow Bridge now I am lost with out you but I know you are waiting for me. I Love You and Miss You!
Love
Mom

You were my first "son". Every day we miss you more and more. Papou's heart is crying all the time for you. We keep pictures of you everywhere. You are in a better place. Please wait for me when my time comes. I'll be looking for you! I look for you now every night in bed, but you are not there. It will be a very long hard winter without each other to keep warm. I love you Luke...MOM

Gus, you were my first pet. You introduced me to the wonderful world of dogs. I learned how dog is man's best friend by loving you and being blessed by being loved by you. Thanks for your loving spirit, faithfulness, bravery in spite of blindness, friendship and humor that you brought into my life these past 11 years. I even loved your grumpy old personality...I owe you a lot. Because of you I added Ginger Marie (cocker, passed on and in tribute), Taylor (Bichon and living) and Billie (Maltese and living) into our household. Putting you out of your pain through euthanasia was both difficult, but right. I will love you to pieces forever and will look for you on the "otherside." You are my spirit and soul. I will love you always you cutie you...

Loyal, trusting and innocent baby

Toni Bandenieks

He was my best friend. I knew him since my birth. I am 12. We were buds.

Katie

My baby boy Gus, you were such a good boy. You tried so hard to overcome your health problems. We both tried all that we could. I'm so sorry that you did not get to grow old with me. I wanted that soo much. I'll never forget how you would look up to me and lean on my legs for support cause your back hurt so much. I did my best to keep you comfortable and happy. I'm so sorry that it couldn't be fixed. But the time we had together even though short, was the most amazing love any two can share. Thank you for sharing your heart with me. I was truly blessed.

I know you are with Jesus now and are pain free. You can run, and jump like you always wanted to do. I can see you now running so fast after a butterfly doing your cutest little twitch and loving up to God in that beautiful way you can. I hope God will bless me with letting you meet me at the bridge when my time comes, cause nothing would make me happier.

An hour after you were gone, I saw a huge black bird way up high flying right over the sun and I know it was your spirit, free at last. Free of pain, and free to fly, and circling over me to let me know that you were there and you were happy and healthy at last. Thank you for the sign. It meant so much to me, for you to comfort me like that.

You were such a joy and pleasure to me. I will always remember your loving ways, and how you blessed my life just being you.

Each year when the dogwoods bloom will be our special time to reconnect, I know you will be there with me.

I love you forever and always,

Your human earth mother, Renee'

I LOVE YOU GUSTIPHER

Gus was more then a dog,he was part of the family. Paul

to Gus my best friend and companion for life. I miss you moe day and visit your resting place morning and evening to start and finish each of my lonely days. I love you so much and always will. I love baby more than you love mom.

Gus you were something special, we already miss you!

you were with us for 17 yrs.
when you left we shed many tears

the morning & nights seem gray
without you to start each day

till the end you fought & fought
leaving us with many a happy thought

Terry

Gussie was a beloved member of our family who passed away on February 19, 2001 of bone cancer. He was a devoted dog who took his job of watching our farm very seriously. We loved him, and will continue to love him, deeply.

Gussie, you will never be forgotten. We look forward to seeing you again at the Rainbow Bridge. Farewell old friend, farewell.....

Priscilla, Gene, and Nicky

Gussy was adopted from the North Bay Humane Society. God, she was a pathetic kitten. Underweight, ear mites, eye infection. When I chose her, the attendant's eyes practically said, "You have got to be kidding!!". The vet looked at her and said, "Was this the only one they had?" and then thankfully offered her services at half-price,...meds, ointments etc. Gussy moved home with me when I returned from the north, and my dad, as much as an animal suck as I, promptly fell in love with her. My dad is gone now too, and my favourite picture is him, asleep with Gussy lying in his arms, both in the Lazyboy. When I moved out, my mom was horrified at the thought that Gussy might go too, because, "your father would miss her so much", so she stayed behind to be with them. Gussy was a great comfort to my mom, in the months following his death. Sadly, last year she was diagnosed with kidney failure, and we had to put her to sleep. She was a sweet girl, and I used to sing "Let me Call you Sweetheart" to her and she would yowl along lol. Gussy, today another of my beloved cats, Mac has joined you. Show him the ropes. He is a bit, well a lot, of a brat, but I am sure you will bat him into line. Your ashes are buried under the birdbath, where you used to sit for hours, watching but never hurting the birds. I miss you sweetie. Let me call you sweetheart. Mummy

To the best dog I ever had or ever will have. Thankyou for loving me even when I was in a bad mood and wasn't so nice to you. Thankyou for many happy years and the joy you brought me when I saw you every day. I will miss you my friend until once again we are together... this time for all eternity. Love your friend John

My sweet boxer rescue "Gustaf" I adopted 4 months ago, (as an older dog with health problems due to neglect and age) passed over to Rainbow Bridge on June 18, 2001, at 9pm with Mommy by his side.. Gussy I know the rescue and I gave you the best 8 months of your life. It's too bad your heart couldn't take anymore. I did everything I could to make up for 8-9 years of neglect. I'm so sorry, my boy...I couldn't fix your heart..

But at least now I know I've given you it All. Perfect health and the ability to run and play like you tried so hard to do on this earth, but your bad knees and heart wouldn't let you.. This house is not the same without you! I miss waking you up on the couch every morning and snuggling with you at night...Bye-Bye my sweetie, until we meet again someday .You'll always be in my heart.....
I Love and miss you........XOXO Mommy
Geri Denno

Gus came in to our lives very unexpectedly at the age of nine days, when his mother and his three litter-mates were brought to us in need. Of course, I protested that I did not have room for five more cats (I already had two), and that I travel a good deal in my work, and the kittens would really complicate my life. My husband, a very understanding man, just smiled and said we would do just fine. That decision was one of the most meaningful of my life, for it brought Gus to our home and our lives.

Mother, a beautiful and affectionate short haired calico was named Kali, and her stunningly handsome four solid white long haired, kittens were healthy and active. Our whole neighborhood watched with interest as the kittens grew, and we made the decision to keep Momma and one kitten. We chose Gus because of his unusual good grace and affectionate nature. He never grew to be a large Tom, but was rather small, with long silky fur and an aristocratic aquiline face. He would tolerate being held in any position, and was more verbal and expressive then any cat I knew. His mother taught him to hunt, as an adolescent, and he became quite prolific. He had woods and a stream in which to roam, and many times we saw him wading in the stream after frogs. He became known as "toad breath" for his acumen in catching amphibians. Many times as I was cleaning his long white hair of twigs and dirt, I declared that a long haired white cat should not be outdoors, but I could never deprive him of the joy of nature, even though I knew there could be danger.

Gus had an amazing personality, and no cat that I have shared life with, has enjoyed being FELINE more than Gus. He would make daily rounds, visiting some of the neighbors, often getting a pat or a treat. We used to laugh and look forward to seeing whose stoop or yard he was lounging in each day when we would come home from work. It was this friendly outgoing behavior that would eventually save his life.

Gus had just had his complete yearly check-up and immunizations from the vet in January, and there was no hint of any problem. After all, he was a youngster at age 3. Most of my cats had lived into their late teens, and one of my other cats was 19 at the time. So we enjoyed each day and had no fears. Until one awful day in March 2000. I was out of town on business, and my husband was at work. Unknown to us, Gus had feline cardiomyopathy, and his first symptom was a blood clot to his aorta, causing his hind legs to become paralyzed (saddle thrombus). As the blood flow was totally cut off, he was in great pain. Somehow, he managed to drag himself to a close neighbor's doorstep, and his cries brought help. If he had been indoors at the time of the stroke, he would have died before we got home. As it was, our neighbor, rushed him right to the Emergency Vet My next view of Gus was in a oxygen tent, with IV's of Heparin and Lasix running to combat the clot and the congestive failure. The emergency vets were kind, but because of the terrible condition of his heart, they advised euthanasia. Our personal vet however, indicated that, if we could give him some time, he had seen many cats improve enough to have a fairly good quality of life. We gave hi all the time he needed, and gladly.

He stayed at the hospital about 1 week, and I, who am a nurse and have cared for sick and injured people all my life, cried to watch him drag his legs. He was continent, but I had to shave the long hair around his groin and tummy, to keep him clean, because he could not hold himself off his feces. Despite everything, he was so glad to be home, and resisted all my efforts to modify his environment due to his paralysis. He continued to climb over the tall lip if his old litter box, and would not touch the shallow pan I had provided.

At first there was no real improvement, and then very slowly he began an amazing recovery. Initially he dragged his legs, using only his front paws, then he began to walk on his knees, then his ankles, then his toes. It was like he had to learn to walk again. I gave him physical therapy, and we rejoiced as he began to jump and play as he had prior to the stroke. Within three months, he could jump on to the kitchen counter, and it was difficult to tell he had ever been paralyzed. What a joy for us to have him back He mourned the loss of the outdoors, and would sit and watch from the windows, but he was with his family, and life was ok. He placidly took all the heart medicine and aspirin that he needed, and never complained. Our vet constantly remarked that few cats would have tolerated all the trauma as well as Gus.

On August 11, 2000, 5 months after Gus's stroke, and a few months after his recovery, I found him dead one evening when I cam home from work. He looked asleep, and did not appear to have suffered. Our hearts were broken, even though we knew that his long term prognosis was not good. We however, had him to love for another wonderful five months, and I will always be thankful for that. He knew he was loved and I feel he had a wonderful, if short life. His death was hard, because he was so young, and was not old and failing as my other cats had been. I know he is an "angel cat" now, and awaiting his family in that beautiful, and peaceful place.

Hail to thee Gus, you were a hell of a cat, and you enriched out lives immeasurably. Farewell until be meet again, old boy!

Beverly Quance Baugham

Even though you've been gone for 7 months, you're still in my heart. You were the best friend I ever had and I miss you so very much. I love you Gwen, and I always will.

Joe

This is for the best dog that we ever had. You were there to protect the kids when they were outside and played. You were there when my brother passed away. You were there when our Mother and Grandmother passed away. We will miss you personality and your playfulness. My clothes will now be dry because there will be no more slobbered kisses from you. We miss you terribly but know that you are better where you are now then you have been in days. We will always love you and will never forget you.

Karen, Scott, Gordon & Jayme

“Now You Have Your Wings”

It still plagues me these dreams I have of you. Of getting you back & finding a way to lengthen your presence just a little longer. These dreams are my happiness & sorrow. For in my dreams you leave me again. I am not sure if you know how much I miss you or how much I love you but still I rejoice in the time you spent with me, I cherish each & every day I had with you. But there is this acidic shame that consumes me. A shame that I secretly carry; that I should have noticed your pain, your discontent, your sorrow. How I pray that you are safe, strong, & blissful. Because I fear I will drown in this agony for the rest of my life. I never intend to dishonor you or to hold you back from sacred delight, I wish upon the stars @ night that you may proceed into that indefinite dimension with the ecstasy you so deserve. Please don’t forget me baby. Please remember that you are my heart. Touch me every so often. Kiss the clouds & make them descend upon my face. You are my air. You are my beloved angel. You have always been my beloved angel. Only now you have your wings.

my precious Gypsi-Bee, I miss you so deeply that words cannot even come close to describing the pain in my heart. But my love for you is by far even deeper. There are reminders of you everyday & I so fear that one day I might forget you. Please never let me forget you. I look forward with impatience & joy to the day you & your brother Spaz greet me at the bridge where you will purr with me forever. I love you very much.

Love Mommy

Gypsie was a beautiful Snowshoe with the most wonderful disposition. She was my baby and the light of my life. Unfortunately her life was cut short by a horrible cancer known as Vaccine Associated Sarcoma. With the help of a wonderful and caring homeopathic vet she fought hard against this cancer for almost 2 years and her quality of life during that time was so much better than traditional vets expected. Thank you Dr. Lemire for all your care and support.

Jennifer Burell

Gypsie was a very special dog , who had feelings like you and I , and she could express them well, It was mostly in her eyes that you could see love and caring, she was there to comfort me in very difficult times, right up till the end. I loved that dog very much, her photo is posted at http://communities.msn.com/ArcataPhotos
To everyone else here please know that there are other people out there who love and connect with animals just as deeply as you do, the Catholic Church has last year accepted that pets do get to go to Heaven, so may we all be reunited then!

Gregory A Beaumont

I will meet you at the Rainbow Bridge someday my dear girl and we will cross into the kingdom together. Thank you for being part of my life. You were cut short of your life so unexpectantly and I still find it unbelievable that it happened before my very own eyes. Why did you run into the street? I will miss you my friend...

Joseph Buck

We hope you are happy and at peace now, Gypsy. We miss you so very much. I want to thank you for being such a great personal protector of me in our 7 years of travel together. Wolfie misses you SO MUCH also, he hasn't ate that much, is lonely, has less spirit, etc. We would like for you to still continue with us on our daily walks in spirit, at times I have sensed you with us...We want to see you again someday, very badly...With much love forever, you wonderful, strong, brave, loyal dog, Amber, Curt, Duchess, and Wolfie.

Gypsy and Taco were the lights of my life. Thank you both for being happy, sweet, loyal little souls. You brought me so much happiness. I hope to see you both again.

Elizabeth Tiffany

Thanks for all the love and happiness, Gypsy. Love, Mom

Gypsy you are loved and missed. I miss you begging for food, kissing me, waiting for me to come home. I missed sharing my breakfast with you. So many things missed and not able to say. I know that there will be pets in heaven. God loves us and made pets for us to enjoy so I know that he will have them in heaven for us. The grandkids miss you and made me a picture with your footprints on the clouds and a halo on. You are loved and missed. We also miss our first Boston Terrier. Her name was Prissy and she lived 10 years and died in March 1987.

Sherry Lee

To my best friend:
Thank you for always being there...
Thank you for allowing me to cry into your fur...
Thank you for playing in the snow with me...
Thank you for making me laugh...
I only hope that you enjoyed your life with me as much as I enjoyed my life with you.
Until we can play "Zoom" again, you beautiful blonde!

-Denyse

Godspeed to you, our Gypsy girl....thank you for teaching how to live as better people and thank you for all the years of loyalty, companionship and love. You will be missed! We hope to meet you again some day at the Rainbow Bridge! Happy freedom to you now...go with the wind.

Kris and Joe