Quasimoto thru Quixote

Dear Quasimoto:
It has been a little over two weeks now that you have been gone, and our hearts still bleed. We discovered that you had cancer in your pancreas a little over a year ago.
It seemed that you were responding well to drug therapy, and we decided that we would do the required medications twice daily. I thank you for loving me even though you had no qualms about letting me know just how awful that stuff really tasted.
It seemed that you were happy on that nasty stuff for quite a while, and we were content. Then your seizures became stronger, and more frequent even thought we were both poised with the honey, and a prayer. We saw that belligerent look you always had in your beautiful brown eyes less, and less. We had discussed helping you to the bridge, and had even taken you on one occasion to do just that.
Ken, and I had you on the table, and were grilling the vet for any last kernels of information that may have been overlooked when he mentioned that we could extend the doses on your medicine. The man did not have to tell me twice! I scooped you up in my arms, and joyfully bounced to the door! We did now know how much more time this would buy us, but knew we would be grateful for whatever we got. We had you home for a week when the seizures returned with a vengeance. On the morning of June 9th we awoke to find that you had a seizure that had left you immobilized.
When we put you down to walk you fell over, and gave us a look that said "OK I have had enough of this" I picked up the phone to make the appointment before I lost my nerve. We took some pictures with you, and started that long last car ride together.
After having had so many happy journeys together this was the longest, and hardest.
We arrived at the vet's and practically lost it as a woman came to pick up her pets remains. We held you after the doctor gave you the sedative trying desperately to let you know how very much you were loved. When he returned to give you your last shot you were sleeping peacefully, and we opted to go into the hall as we could not bear to witness the last shot being administered. We held each other in that hallway, and cried. When the door opened you were curled up in your basket, and looked so very peaceful as we kissed you good-bye. We know we did what was best for you Quasi, and we will always carry your memory in our hearts.
Love,
Mom & Dad

Quaxo was my "miracle" cat--he showed up at my door 4 days after my other cat had passed away. I always felt--knew--that Buzz had sent him to me. Quaxo had had asthma the last 3 years. He had a great sense of his dignity, and chose to leave now, instead of my having to make that decision for him. That was his style. I know he did not suffer. I am thankful that I had him as long as I did, and am grateful that he loved me. My other guys and I will miss him. I'm glad he does not have to struggle for his next breath, or have any pain.

Barbara Larkin

It's been so long since I've seen you, I was only a child when mom and dad had to give you up. I'm so sorry we couldn't grow up together, but at least I had Boo with me. I only hope you had a good life and your family gave you the kind of life I know you would've had with us. I remember how protective you were, yet you were so sweet and gentle too! After all the years that have passed I still hold you close in my heart. I could never forget you, I hope you welcomed all of your pups when it was their time to cross over to the Bridge. Keep everyone together so I can see you all when it's time for me to meet you all at the Bridge! Take extra special care of Nan & Pops, Cody too!! Thanks for the memories girl, I've never stopped loving you. Anita

Queenie you where the best girl I ever had. I am sorry I did not love you enough. I will meet you at the bridge. Please wait for me. Love, your mommy Joan.

Joan and Mike

I bought you for mother's day in may of 1987. I had no budget, but wanted a persian, that was mom's favorite type of cat. I prayed and believed that God would lead me to the right cat for mom---free of charge of course. I found you, just a kitten, a clone of your father---yes! A persian (part anyway). Black and white, with white boots, and a white bib, just like dad! (Smile) Mom was surprised, and liked you immediately. (Sigh) We had to send you back to your mom until you were weaned, and was happy to have you back when the time came. You stayed with us for 13 years. You are missed! Mom loves you and misses you. She remembers how you liked to be brushed. She loved your purrr and your beautiful eyes. I miss you and try to remember everything--your kittens, how the hawk chased you, and how you learned to watch out for it. You weren't dumb. You were excellent at catching birds. Mom says that you were her favorite cat. I'm sorry if I let you down. You were wonderful, more than words can say. We loved you and thank you for being our cat! I frankly don't know how to say goodbye, but maybe this will help. We will love you always!

Anita and Sofia

My Quiche'r Kitty,
I miss you, I miss your love, devotion, beauty, meow's, purrs, and your leg rubs.
To have not been able to stop the vehicle that damaged your poor little body so badly, haunts me. I pray you are planning to meet me at the bridge one day. Ronni cries and misses you too.(and your "little" sister, Freedom)
Always thinking and missing you, your mommy.

I will always miss you and wait for me at the rainbow bridge I'll be visiting soon love you will all my heart and will never forget you either. love you tons Quig's
Love Mommy and your little sister.

I'll lend you, for a little while, a bird of mine, He said.
For you to love while he lives, and mourn when he's dead.
It may be one or seven years, or maybe twenty-three.
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, as all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this bird to learn.

I've looked the whole world over in my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love - not think this labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call to take him back again.

I fancied that I heard them say, 'Dear Lord, thy will be done.'
For all the joy this bird shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shower him with tenderness and love while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.

And should the angels call for him much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand."

Author Unknown

To my best boy,
We love you and miss you very very much. You were the nicest ratty anyone could have hoped for and I just want to thank you for being my best friend for over two years. Even though I knew what was coming it doesn't make it any easier now you are gone, and I will never forget the last few hours we spent together. When I looked into your eyes as I was putting you to bed I knew that it was your time to go. Night night Mr Quincy

Jane

My best friend Quincy with me for 15 years I miss you as much today as I did when you died. I hope you forgive me for having to have you put to sleep, but your heart was failing and there was nothing I could do. I would have given you some of my life if I could. I will carry you in my heart and soul for ever.

Nothing was more sacred as the bond between him and me..no other creature can ever become so emotionally close to a human as a horse. When a horse dies, the memory lives on because an enormous part of his owner's heart, soul, very existence dies also...but that can never be laid to rest, it is not meant to be...

Angela Vickery

We love you, our little tiger. We know you are happy and healthy and that we will see you again one day. We miss you and send you bundles of hugs and kisses.
Love, Mommy and Daddy

Qusinart was human in every way! She got me through the hardest part of my life with her big, soft, brown eyes and her loving way. She made me smile when I was sad, warm when I was cold, comforted when I was scared, but most importantly, she ALWAYS made me feel so happy and so blessed to have such a special friend. I Love You Buggy....and miss you more than words could ever say..........Till we meet at the bridge......xoxoxo

Your ever faithful friend - Charyl DeVoe***