Year 2010 Tributes

For pet names beginning with "B".

You were so much a part of our life--14 years and 9 months of memories. You joined us at 2 weeks old, and we bottle fed you with your "mama"--an OshKosh bear. We still have (most of) it. Riding in your wagon behind the riding lawn mower, herding the cows, eating the fresh picked radishes, making trash runs, doing "cow-checks." You loved to run in the pasture, and you found out what a barb-wire fence was "the hard way." When we moved to California you rode cross-country in the car with us, looking forward to wherever we were going, and just happy being with us. You loved checking the perimeter nightly for 'possums, went with us to the New Year's Celebration in 2000 at Colorado Blvd. in Pasadena, camping in Tehachapi, and anywhere else we were allowed to take you. You loved catching tennis balls in mid-air, sitting on the wall next to the pool, and going somewhere (as long as it wasn't to the "dreaded" vet's office). You knew all your toys by name, and could go get the correct one when asked. You adored playing "rope," and you thought having peanuts and beer with Daddy was heaven on earth. When we moved north to the High Desert, you helped Mommy cope with some severe depressive episodes and get her act together. Sometimes we think that we stayed together because neither one of us could bear to part with you. You were Mama to Rocky, Chelsea and Sarge, and defended them fiercely when they would get reprimanded.  
As your arthritis got worse, we could see the pain in your eyes, and many days you could barely walk. Your eyes clouded with cataracts, and you could no longer hear us very well. When we made the decision to send you to the Rainbow Bridge, we did it with love. We were both there with you at the end, and the last things you heard and felt were our words, tears and touch. Our hearts are broken, and we see your blue and brown eyes looking at us from hundreds of pictures. You were our special breed--your bark, eyes and front feet were all basset, and your back side and ears were beagle--you will always be our "Bagle."  
We love you so much and will always have missing pieces of our hearts. When we meet again at the Bridge, we will be complete, and until then, know we miss you so very much.

Today I went out walking all alone hoping it would help now that you're gone. Remembering we walked together side by side, but it turned out to be so empty and here is why. I saw two roses dancing in the wind and they kissed each other time and time again. I closed my eyes and saw in fantasy one rose as you the other rose as me. I was so close to heaven yesterday, it seems I was only a step away,but when I lost you I took quite a fall.I guess that's the chance we take one and all.Time sure has a way of passing slow, then sometimes you wonder where did it all go. This crossed my mind as a "stranger" came in view, He took one rose, the rose He took was you,He held it to his heart and walked away an old familiar scene that was replayed. Look over in the meadow and you'll see, one lonely wilting rose, that rose is me.

Baby my love .... its been awhile since mama has written to you, But know that you are always on my mind. My boy how i miss you..... Just wanted to tell you that your brother mittens has gone to be with you...Please stay together and remember all the good times we shared.. Till we meet again, stay well my luv God bless you now and forever....luv momma Sonia

I love you BabyMagic, and will miss your furry presence. You brought many smiles to my face these past 17 years. You were a great kitty cat.

I knew him since he was just 6 weeks old. I had him since he was 3 years old. He gave me all his love those 3 years. My fondest memories of him is following me all around the house.sleeping on me when i sleep in my bed. Most of all I miss him greeting me at the door when i come home from work. I LOVE YOU BAD BOY YOU WILL TRULY BE MISSED.

Baggers you left before your time.You mended my broken heart when Dillon died and now the break is only bigger. We will miss you nipping our feet when we come home from work, you were the most awesome dog anyone could ever ask for. Yes I thought Randy would never love a little guy like you,but he was your biggest fan.SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND.

My Dear Sweet Bailey Boy,

My life has been devastated since you left. I still look into the corner of the room where I had your bed and I almost expect to see you lying there asleep, ready to wake up and play or take a walk with me. Now there is just emptiness without you.

Do you remember the first time we met so long ago now? I went to a Jack Russell breeder to look for a puppy but couldn’t choose only one. I called out to you and your litter mates, you were the first one to come bounding over to me to say hi, full of curiosity, so you chose me as your dad. You were just six weeks old and only as big as my hand and were the cutest little puppy that I had ever seen. You instantly stole my heart and at that moment I knew that I had a new best friend for life.

You were always on the go, 24 hours a day, and ready to play at a moment’s notice. I will always believe that you were a puppy until you were fourteen years old. It was quite a chore sometimes keeping up with your energy but I loved every second of it. We would play for hours, take long walks in the neighborhood together, you were always by my side, my best friend. You were the sweetest, kindest, most easy going, most playful and loving dog that I have ever met. Everyone who met you loved you. I had many nicknames for you throughout your life, most of them silly names like Killer and Sir Poopsalot. But your first nickname was still the most endearing to me. I just called you Stinky. You never seemed to mind.

I watched as the years went by and you grew old sweetheart; your brown face becoming gray, your body becoming tired and joints aching with age, and cataracts beginning to steal your vision. I knew that your life span was much shorter than mine, but I still hoped that somehow our time together would last forever. I thought that we would still have many more walks to enjoy, many games of fetch to play and many more hugs and kisses to give each other. But then came that first awful day soon after your sixteenth birthday when you suddenly became disoriented. I rushed you to the emergency room and they diagnosed you with a right forebrain lesion, caused by a brain tumor. I knew at that point our time together was rapidly ending so I tried to live every moment with you like it was our last. Eventually the tumor spread to your lungs, spleen and adrenal glands. You fought so hard to live and I fought so hard to keep you here, but God was calling you home and you had to leave. I knew that the time had finally come to say goodbye when I came home and you were having a seizure. Please know that if my love alone could have saved you, you never would have died.

My heart is broken now and sometimes it feels like it will never mend. I miss you so very much and I talk to you every day, do you hear me? Thank you for visiting me in my dreams. It is comforting to know that you are safe, happy and healthy again cradled in God’s love, and patiently waiting for me at the Rainbow Bridge where we will cross over to heaven together. Please come to me in my dreams from time to time just to check up on me and to let me know you are still alright. Say hi to Patches and Caesar for me. I hope that you have become good friends and are now running and playing together while waiting for me to arrive.

Thank you for giving me your unconditional love and friendship. Thank you for sharing your life with me and for picking me as your dad. It has been an honor and a privilege to be your best friend and dad. I thank God every day for sending you to me and I have been truly blessed to have had our time together and to share in your companionship. I will see you again someday sweetheart when we will never be separated again. Until that time, I will love you as long as I live and will hold your memory in my heart forever. I miss you Bailey and I will always love you. Goodbye my little stinky doggie.

Rest in peace Bailey,

Dad

My sweet little Bailey. How do I go on without you? Your love and your devotion, to me? We rescued you in Florida, all those years ago..when an awful person, dumped you. You were so trusting and loving toward us. You have made our lives, so very wonderful. Now there is an emptiness....without you. Go and play at the Rainbow Bridge. Mommy and Daddy are there. And Clark, Mocha, Simon, Muffin, AnjanSan, Froggy, Domino, Ragamuffin, Miss Alabama, Snow and Bonnie. You will be safe there...and free of your pain.
I miss you my little buddy. And my love, for your sweet little self...will never waver. I miss you presence, so much. Mommy and Daddy are with you. You have our hearts...always. We will see you again, one day. I love you Bailey.
Love,
Mommy

Bailey was such a sweetheart. He had been at the Berea Animal Rescue for 10 months when I adopted him in 1999. He had a number of health issues over the years; diabetes, acromegaly; skin lesions, and at the end, cancerous mouth lesions.

Bailey had been so brave for so long that I couldn’t let him suffer any longer … and I let him go to the Rainbow Bridge to join his sister Samantha, and his brothers, Webster and Dugan.

Bailey had his baby by his side as I held him and he took his baby with him to the Rainbow Bridge.

I miss you, Bailey, and will love you forever.

Our sweet little Bailey Dog came to us by way of the Parry Sound SPCA in 2000. He immediately filled our hearts with love and joy and became a huge, wonderful and very important part of our world. Bailey was a very social, loyal and loving companion, he always had time to say hello to strangers and truly enjoyed his thrice daily sniffing expeditions. BD was a fighter, he fought his sudden illness as well as he could but unfortunately lost the battle.
We miss our Bailey dearly and will love him forever.
Ron, Jan and Amber Wynn

BANDIT:
Best dog ever
A faithful companion
Never to be forgotten
Dog of a lifetime
Intelligent, gentle, loving
Time will not erase your memory

Bandit was a really nice dog who lived his life outdoors. The wife never wanted him. He was given up by the man he adored because he became more of an inconvenience. His lack of training in some areas led to some behavior issues that made him difficult to place in another home.

This is a tribute not only to Bandit but also to all the other pets who fell by the wayside, or who never knew a kind owner, a warm home or a gentle and loving hand. May you always be remembered.

We all hope that you find, "At the Bridge", that special person who will love you and needs and deserves your love and faithfulness. You will cross Rainbow Bridge together.

Carol, Lily, Marie, Jill, Donna, Lorraine and everyone at Save A Shepherd Rescue Alliance.

I had my cat, Bandit for 20 years. I remember when she used to run full speed and bash herself into the wall just playing around the house. She would go after her toys like she was the Road Runner without the beep beep sound. :-) When she got to be middle aged she was always present at my bedroom door saying "daddy get up and feed me". I then went to get a coffee and sit down on the computer to read the morning news and emails. My "email buddy" was always present. She wanted attention. I had to stop reading and give her pats on the head. Then and only then would she say thank you. It is about time you paid attention to me. To hell with the daily news. I am more important...."yes...she was more important come to think of it". She was my best bud and I will miss her.

My beautiful, beloved Bandit,

You have brought so much unconditional love and happiness to my life...my home is so empty without you but I know I did the best thing for you in letting you go...I will never forget you and will ALWAYS love you.....please know I think about you all the time...
Love - Your Mom

Barkley has been my best friend for 15 years, my baby boy. It is impossible to put into words how special he was - to me and to everyone he met. He has been the most amazingly smart, loving and sweet-natured dog and friend I have ever known and I'm so honored to have had his love - he certainly had mine. My heart is broken beyond repair but I am so thankful he came into my life and was a part of it for so long. I have no idea how I'm going to live without him. God bless you sweetheart. I will love you forever.

Barney, our English Springer Spaniel, was born on the second of July 1998. He was the first born of a litter of ten. When my Wife and I went to see the litter Barney toddled over to my wife with his little tail wagging, licked my Wife's face and his future was secured.  
His Brother Jack was also to share our home and love.  
Barney was a very loving dog. He loved to be close to you, to have his tummy rubbed and simply to be fussed at every possible occasion.  
For the duration of his life he and his Brother enjoyed countryside walks twice a day. He loved playing in the snow. Barney particularly enjoyed the seaside where he would paddle in the sea and run on the beach. A real treat for him was being dried with his towel. This covered all aspects of being fussed and having his tummy rubbed. Sheer ecstacy.  
We did not know that Barney's time to leave us would come so soon. We did not know that he would not again give us the pleasure of watching him and Jack play on the beach. To observe his funny ways and to cuddle up to him when the opportunity presented itself.  
What we do know is that we have many, many happy memories of his life with us and the love he gave us, asking little in return.  
What we do know is that we will never forget our beautiful dog and that we will see him again someday in the future.

I miss you so much Mr. Barnum. I took you to the vet to see if they could help you with your breathing and I know you knew time was coming to and end...I wish I had been able to say good bye. I know that the vet was working really hard to bring you back and we all wanted to help you. You are no longer in pain and I hope you are enjoying chasing the feathers and laser pointer red dots in heaven. You haven't been able to chase those in a while because you haven't been feeling well for a while. I am sure they are also shooting those flying disk things you like to jump up and chase...you always meowed for more and even though you got tired and had to sit down, you still wanted us to keep shooting them out so you could watch them fly. You were always the one that came to my side when I was sad or feeling sick...your purr always made me know that you were there and that everything was going to be ok. I can see you now laying on your back and sleeping like you use to when you were feeling better. I love you Baby Barnum and I will miss you forever.

Love Mommy

Baron was a Christmas gift in 1998 and was my constant buddy for 12 years. He never gave anyone a reason to dislike him and was loved my many. The person who blessed me with Baron passed away in 2004. I loved Baron and he and the person who gave Baron to me will reside in my heart as long as I my heart beats. Baron lived a long life but finally age, heart disease and the world's hard knocks took him. He made my life and the lives of others happier and was a giving, good soul. I miss you, Baron!

Baron mom and dad miss you along with Tobey, Torey, Piggles, your baby sis and bro Posey and Lars II, your big bro Sammy, Chloe, Count, Gracey, Chelsea and the rest of the rescues here at Foxy Doxy!
Everyday I miss you and everyday I wish I could turn back time! Your death was too soon and I miss you so much. I miss your singing to the Lolly pop commercial and always talking to me in the morning and your precious face and your oh so lovable cuddles and kisses!
Buddy the lake just wont be the same without you this year!
I miss you and love you!
I hope you have found Lacey and Petey, those pups I am sure will need a big brother up there!
Also be sure to tell Meagan, Posey, Lars, Toshi, Walter, and Rosie we love them and miss them too!
We love you baby boy and you will never be forgotten!

Baxter Cat was the sweetest most easy going boy who thanked us every day for rescuing him. Although it was unfair that you were sick all of you days you were brave and kept your chin up. You were an inspiration to all of us. Baxter you are with your brother Zac now and we will all be together again one day. I will forever love you Baxter.  
Till we meet again.  
Love Mummy Sue and Jess xxxxx

Beanie, my Teddy Bear, my gentle giant, my precious cat, your passing has torn a hole in my heart and made a rift in my soul which which will never be healed, only patched over. You had such love for life, you enjoyed every minute of each day. I do not regret the years you had with me only the years that were to come that are now lost. Journey with my love across the Rainbow bridge and join your brothers and sisters as stardust in the endless cycle of life. Oh how I miss you.

The hole in my hear will never heal until I see you again. You were my best friend and I still cry everyday for you. I miss you with all my heart. You were the best dog ever. I love you so much.

My wonderful Bear girl, I love and miss you, you were a wonderful kittie, I'm so sorry you couldn't stay with us. I hope you get to see your brother Fox and play with him again. Now you get to be healthy and sleek again.

My sweet little Bear. You were the love of my life. You came to me on a cold, dark day in January, and you left us on the brightest day of the year. I did'nt even know what a Pomeranian was until I saw you. Thank you for finding me that day. You were a proud and regal beast, and I know that you did'nt like how much I smothered you with love and kisses, but I could'nt help myself. Nothing gave me as much joy as knowing that you would be waiting to greet me when I came home. Nothing feels right without you, little man. I am so sorry that you were'nt feeling well and that we did'nt know until the end. We would have done anything to hold on to you a little longer, but we could not stand to see you suffer so. I will never stop loving you, my baby Bear. There will be other dogs in our lives, but there will never, ever be another you. You were the one who taught me how to love, and how to make a commitment. I feel like my heart has been ripped out, and it is hard for me to believe that you are'nt coming back. But now it is time for you to be wild and free. I love you little man, and I always will.

Everyone who knew Bear loved him, and he loved their attention. He was a good watchdog and would bark if he heard a pin drop. He hated brooms and the kitchen step ladder, and would bark at them every time he saw them. He was on guard duty when he would see deer in the backyard, and hated it when the squirrels ate the bird seed. Other dogs in our family found a faithful, playful friend in him. Racing around the couch was his favorite game! He always had to make sure I was looking, highlighted by his barking each time he passed my chair. He would bring me a toy to throw again and again, until he got tired and had to rest and chew on it awhile. He was my baby, but everyone in the family loved him too. We will all miss him very much.

You can go bounding about now with Judas..and Buck will be there too, you will be missed most of all by your Dad but everyone who knew you loved you and your energy, you were a beautiful Buddy Bear and Fric and Frac will miss a new friend they only knew a short time. See you again one day Bear Bear...!

Beau you were as handsome as your name implies, we called you Bo-Bo because you were so full of energy and loved to have fun. We loved you so much and you were taken from us in the prime of your life. We miss you terribly but are thankful to have been blessed with your unconditional love and your princely countenance. You will be in our hearts forever. sleep well little prince.

Connie and Lou Lamoureux

Bebe you will forever live on in my heart and the family misses you so much. I remember rescuing you and I fell in love with you instantly. Even after you chewed on my new cell phone the first night you came home. You have been a faithful companion and we have traveled to many places together. God really put you in my life to rescue me. I guess your mission is complete, but never did I imagine it would be so hard to say goodbye. Thank you for all that you have been to me and it was a joy spoiling you. I Love You Bebe.
Your Mommy, Taisha Williams

This morning we sent our beloved Becket home after his brave fight with bone cancer. With his older brother at my side, I rubbed his head and told him how much we loved him until the sedation took effect. He was a noble boy with love for all and now he is at peace until we see you again. Love you my little boy!!!!

Longtime friend and companion who will be greatly missed is so many ways. Rest in peace, Circle Dog, and we'll see you at the Rainbow Bridge. Bob & Connie

Just over 4 years ago, you came into my life. With your sweet, innocent little face, and happy smile, you won my heart the moment I laid eyes on you. In the years that followed, we shared many happy days together, from puppy classes (which you aced every time) to cuddles at midnight and yogurt smoothies at lunchtime to playtime with your most favorite toys (the first two I gave you when you first came home) and making me hold your bone so you chew on it. Along with your loving personality and sweet disposition, you had habits and quirks that made me laugh and smile every single day, no matter what kind of day I was having. Telling me when it was time for lunch and dinner (even licking your lips to get your point across), dancing in circles as you waited for me to come out on the back porch with you so you could do "barky-bark" at all sides of the porch (and the porchlight for some odd reason) in order to weasle yet another treat out of me, barking at yourself in the mirror whenever I told you to go "find the puppy", getting on my hands and knees to make a bridge so you could walk under me and rub up against me, seeing you sprawled on your back on your favorite pillow, doing your little "happy dog" routine on the couch on the porch, rubbing and rolling around on the cushions like you were in 7th heaven, the ongoing battle between you and I to keep your bow in your hair so you wouldn't look like a shaggy sheepdog, your incredible patience with me as I bathed, combed and fussed over you to make you beautiful (even though you were happiest when you were sloppy and scruffy), your trust in me that I would never hurt you and always protect you from things like thunderstorms, crowded rooms, and people you weren't too sure about. With every ounce of kindness and love I showed you, you returned it to me tenfold. I'll miss you on my walks. I'll miss "stinky binky" and "dancing with the bunny". I'll miss all the things we did together and all the things we never got to do. You were gone too soon and left too quickly. I'm still reeling from the shock that you could get sick and die in less than 2 weeks when you'd been vibrant and healthy your whole life, with rarely a sick day in memory. I had to release you from the body that no longer allowed you to be YOU. Disease, pain and suffering stole you from my side, but it will never take you from my heart. I'll always love you and will never forget the joy you gave me in the four short years we were together. Thank you my little girl, thank you for the light and love you brought into my life. I can only hope I made you as happy as you made me.

Bella was the sweetest little girl ever. Every morning she used to sit in the bathroom with me while I was getting ready, and just wait. She liked to have all of her family around her; every animal, and every person. She was kind of like the "momma" of the house. She followed us around everywhere we went. I would go to the fridge, and feel a cold little nose on the back of my arm when I knelt down.

On Saturday, January, 24th 2010, I was going out the door and Bella slipped out. Right in front of me, and my mom our neighbor hit her. She got up and ran away as fast as she could, she loved to run. My sister ran down the road barefoot after her, and couldn't catch her. She ran so fast. She was gone for at least 5 hours. We looked everywhere we could think of. We put her food bowl with chicken broth on it and some water out for her. We walked around the neighborhood looking, while we did that I had a hand full of dog dog food in my pocket, and I tried to make a bread trail, but I ran out half way back to my house. I thought that maybe if she at least followed it half way, she might know where she was, and find the rest of the way back. My Grandma had the idea to open the back gate just in case. I was sitting on the couch, and I had been staring out of the front window when I started to doze off next to one of our other dogs, Abby. When my mom got up and was said, "No way! Aurora!". She had came to the back door. She came back to be with us. I was petting her, along with my sister while my mom called the emergency vet. We took her right there. She sat on my lap the whole way. She was in shock of course, but even so, when we got to the vets office she growled at the lady coming out because she wanted to protect me. My mom carried her in there, and as she did Bella started coughing up blood. They weighed her, and took her to the back to take some x-rays. I asked if they would give her my blanket while they kept her, and they did. The vet(Dr. Clementine) said that there were no broken bones, and no really bad internal injuries. The only thing was that her lungs were supposed to be black on the x-ray sheet, and they were gray. Which meant that they had blood in them, and coughing it up was a good thing. Dr.Clementine told us what she could do, and gave us an estimate on how much it would be. It was too much, so we said put her down. But Dr. Clementine told us that they could work with our budget, and do maintenance care. They were going to keep her until Monday, then we would have to transfer Bella to our regular Vet. We were going to visit her around 5pm on Sunday, but the other guy vet said that she wasn't doing too well, and her breathing was getting heavier. They were going to take more x-rays and take her off of the IV. We decided not to go, because we didn't want to get her riled up. Later that night, Dr. Clementine called to let us know that Bella had just urinated blood. That they were going to do a clotting test, and if her blood clotted it could be nothing, but if it didn't they would have to do something. Before the Dr. could get the test done, Bella urinated more blood. Dr. Clementine called to let us know, she spoke to my mom. My mom said it would be about 20 minutes for us to get there, and the Dr. said she didn't think Bella would make it that long, so my mom agreed to have her put down. We went and said goodbye afterward.

With great sadness and with the help of a dear friend I laid to rest my favorite dog, Belle, last Thursday. Belle became a part of our family in June 1996 and you could definitely say she chose us. From the moment my son, Andrew, and I took her into the puppy room at the Humane Society I knew she was going home with us. She immediately crawled in Andrew's lap and started licking his face and he said "Mom, I want this one" and so it was that Belle became a member of our family.

Belle was an Australian Shepard mix and a big ball of adorable fluff so she was easy to love but there was so much more. Belle truly was the best dog because of so many reasons. I can honestly say that until her old age she only had one accident in the house. She was the easiest dog to train although I never really did much training. We didn't want her on the carpet so we said "no" and she would back up. We said "no" to getting on furniture and she never tried it again. Belle never even tried to chew on anything so that was easy. She was perfect. Well, she did have one little weakness.

Belle was a neighborhood favorite and was fought over by all of the kids who wanted her to visit them. Her biggest fan though was my neighbor & friend, Betty. Betty thought Belle was hungry & fed her lots of yummy treats (roast beef, mashed potatoes, etc.) so Belle often would sneak away to her house. It didn't take long to figure out when Belle went missing where she was. Betty would call & ask if Belle could "spend the night" and I would say yes because it made Betty so happy. But as soon as the phone rang when I called the next morning, Belle would go to Betty's door to be let out to come home to her real family. She played us both & it worked like a charm.

I could go on and on as most dog lovers could but there's too much to tell. Though her last year was difficult when Belle went blind & deaf & she was somewhat of a different dog, she still wagged that curly tail & knew us by smell. She still loved to have her ears rubbed & made that grunting satisfied sound to show it felt good.

Now I walk down the hallway expecting to see her furry face with those pointy ears perked up coming around a corner and when she doesn't I feel the fresh pangs of loss & sorrow. I know it will pass & I do try and replace the sadness with a good memory of which there are so many. Belle will be forever in out hearts and as my sister said "All dogs go to heaven." They may not have souls but in my vision of heaven they will be there to greet us because that's what heaven is, complete, unconditional love and Belle definitely gave us 14 and 1/2 years of that kind of love.

Belle, I love you & will miss you all the days of my life.

Your Mom,  
Kathy

Here's a photo of Belle's last Christmas. Isn't she cute?

Benny thank you for the years of love that you have given to me. You were always my faithful companion from the day I got you at the vet. I remember that day so vividly. You were so small and cute in the little box. I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you and you have been with me ever since.  
Through the years we have been together through it all. You saw each one of the children come into our lives. I remember you rubbing your head on each baby when I brought them home from the hospital. The children are terribly sad since you left us yesterday.  
Ill always remember the little meow greeting you gave me when I walked into a room you were in. I remember when every time I called your name, you would respond with a meow and come scampering over to get your ears scratched.  
You always had a knack of knowing when I was down or not feeling well. You would come over to me and just bump your head against me and purr and make me smile. You would stand on your hind legs so I could pick you up and carry you around the house.  
Ill always remember the day you saw a mouse and ran away from it lol. You were so silly sometimes. But you always loved to play with your little toy mice.  
As your life started to fade, I held you close and told you that it was ok. I told you to let go and be happy and out of pain. Yesterday was one of the most difficult days of my life as I held you for the last time. You waited until I put you down to pass away. I wrapped you up like a baby. I miss you terribly and Ill love you forever. You will always be my Benny Baby Boy. Ill see you when I come to pick up you at Rainbow Bridge. Until then Benny, Hugs and Kisses. Youre in our hearts forever.

I am forever indebted to the unconditional Love my Dog Ben Porter gave to us for his long 16 years. I cannot get over his Loss and with his Anniversary coming up, I remain in pain but I know he is no longer in Pain and that is the most important thing of all. I thank The Good Lord for giving us the greatest gift we ever could have received and had for so long. I personally never had any children, by choice and He was My son, My best friend, My joy. Losing him has been the most excrutiating experience of my life, Will I ever get over it? No Sorrow has been greater to me than losing him. Everyone knew us as Norma, Craig and Ben Porter. Friends and Relatives were so good to us, the flowers, the cards were more than we had ever received for a deceased relative because everyone we knew, knew Ben Porter. His human friends came to his funeral. It has been worse for me than losing a human friend or relative, it is not the same. So I say thank you Ben for who you were to us. We miss you terribly each and evry day. Love, Mommy and Daddy and your other Human friends(he had many).

God Bless All of the Beautiful Animals and the Happiness they bring to us each day. May God Bless yours.

Bentley was our 4-legged son and could not have been loved any more than he was. He was a 6 lb black toy poodle who was smart as they come. Unfortunately, this week our cock-a-poo attacked him when they were both outside in the doggie pen. Mitzi had never approached Bentley while they were outside. I heard a terrible noise and ran outside to find Bentley hurt and bleeding. He died immediately in my arms. I screamed and cried for along time, feeling like the world had just ended. The guilt and grief over what happened is something that I will always carry. Bentley did not deserve to die that way. He was a precious doggie and even though he was 14 he still looked like a puppy. God Bless you, Bentley, you darling boy. Mommy and Daddy will love you always and forever. There will never be a day that we are not thinking of you and remembering all the joy that your brought to our lives. Thank you for being our boy and sharing your love with us and so many others.

Bentley was only with me a short time. It was fate that led you to me for the last three months of you life. I know you are now out of pain and running around in heaven. Thank you for spending your last days with me and I will see you again.

"His ears were often the first thing to catch my tears."
I miss him so much...the pain I feel does not seem to go away. He was my baby, he was funny and loveable. He was my protector and my best friend. I love him more than words can say...I cannot wait to be reunited with him and hear him bark and feel his kisses.

To Our Beloved Bessie:

When I lost our first baby, Raz said we could have a dog to ease the grieving. We went to the shelter and picked you out, a fuzzy little 6-week-old mutt, mostly Border Collie, brindled and beautiful and nuzzling into my hand. We felt bad taking you from your brother, and worried that you were grieving, too, as you howled and cried all the way home in the car. But then you trundled about, exploring the fascinating backyard and barn at our 160-year-old house, and danced a jig all over to show us how happy you were. You have been dancing ever since.

All those hours you spent sitting next to me in the cemetery behind the house while I grieved for the baby. All those walks and games and snuggling on the sofa. The way you would crawl up between Daddy and me on the bed, so the two of us would wake up falling off the sides while you sprawled blissfully in the middle! Daddy singing his "We're Going Downstairs" song and your little furry face peeking over his shoulder at me as he carried you downstairs to go potty in the mornings. Your joyful riot of barking and howling each time we -- or, in fact, anyone, but it had a special sound for the family -- came in the door of the house. When we moved to LaVale you ran free, and for nine years no one complained. You were the neighborhood's pet -- mailmen stopped their trucks to pet you and give you treats, neighbors drove carefully and grinningly around you when you chose to lie in the middle of the road, all the kids on the street were your friends, and our youngest, Quinn, says you protected the birds from the neighborhood cats. Here on our mountain you were happy, snuggled in your particular perch on the white sofa while we watched TV, sitting endlessly below the hall window while I worked in my study, lying under the dining room table when I worked in the kitchen, walking daily to the bus stop with me to pick up Bracken and Quinn. You have been my constant companion for nearly 12 years, my baby Bessie, and I don't quite know how to give you up. Not a mean bone in your body, not a negative thought in your loving mind. The house is empty now, when I come home, and there is no peace here for me. I know you are happy where you are, with Daddy and all our other dogs who have gone before, but I miss you with an unceasing ache, and I can't stop listening for you. You are not even in the ground yet, but you are gone from home, and I am bereft. I pray for a sign that you are happy and well. When Lexie died, Mother saw sun dogs in the sky, and with a rainbow arcing overhead. I hope God will grant me a similar moment, when you will tell me truly that you have gone Home. We miss you dreadfully, little Muffin, and long for the day when we will be reunited. I have to believe in that, or give in to despair. You were my one true friend, and without you the world is dreadfully dark. Are you well now, Bessie? Are you happy and safe? And do you ache for me as I do for you? I know all owners think their pets are one in a million, but you truly were -- the gentlest, happiest, dearest, most loving dog who ever lived. Are you playing with my four babies who went ahead of me? You are never gone from our hearts, and the hereafter seems even more precious, now that I know that you are waiting for me there. Don't cross the Bridge without me, my little Muffin; wait for me there with all those I have loved, and in a cosmic moment I will follow you. I love you, Bessie. We all do. I love you with all my heart.

Bianca, We had to make the decision to let you go. We made a promise that we would never be selfish when it comes to our babies. The last 6 months you weren't the same anymore. You held on for us as long as you can, but in reality, you left a while ago. You are whole again and with your brother. Mommy and daddy love you more than you will ever know. You are my best friend and I will never, ever forget you. We thank you for being in our lives for so long and for being there for me everyday. Don't be scared, Gizmo will help you and never leave your side. I miss you so much, but I know that you are in a better, happier place. Please watch over us, and know that you and your brother are loved so much. Please wait for us. Until we meet again at Rainbow Bridge and become a family once more. I hope you sleep well, and I hope you have sweet, sweet puppy dreams. I will love you always and forever.

Love, Mommy.

BiBi ALWAYS LIVE IN OUR MEMORY, NO matter where you are always present in every detail. I miss you. You will always be our King. THE JOY OF THE HOUSE, OUR BABY. Now you're in a happy place without suffering, WHICH IS WHERE ARE WE ALWAYS WILL BE MY PENDING adorable baby, WE MISS YOU

Bickley lived with us for 14 years before he was diagnosed with cancer. We tried everything possible to relieve his pain, but unfortunately, nothing worked. A month after his diagnosis, he simply could not walk anymore, and we made the difficult decision to put him out of his suffering. He's now crossed the Bridge and is happily bounding about the green fields with his two old dog-buddies Wiley and Rudy, and his feline friend Yoshimi. Penny will miss playing tug and chase with him, and the humans will miss his funny burps and warm, cuddly body. Rest in peace, Bickley, and know we tried everything we could to give you the quality of life, in the end, that you deserved.

I am so sorry I had to put you to peace..you were a very sick boy! I feel a little like its my fault for not getting you to the vet sooner. I brought your ashes home today so you are back with our family. Reading Rainbow Bridge made me feel a little bit better knowing you are happy and that you will be waiting for me when its my time to go.

I had you ever since you were born...I miss you sleeping with me at night and still find myself looking to see if you are beside me...your mom and sister and sassy have taken your place on the bed--like they know i am hurting and trying to make me feel better, but I dont. I miss your kisses that you would give me--no other cat does that. I miss petting your belly and you trying to bite my thumb nail, you jumping on the table to "share" my cereal with me....I just miss you so very much!!

My Big Boy can never be replaced! I hope you are happy in your new home in Heaven and I will see you again one day!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BIG BOY...U ARE ALWAYS IN MY HEART!

Hank was the warrantee dog, a replacement for another pup that just couldn’t make as a hunter. But he sure did make it as a hunter, and his exploits will remain in my heart and my mind forever.

We drove all the way across 3 states, once to pick him out, once to pick him up. I chose him, or rather he chose me, as I’ve done with many dogs. I sat down on the kitchen floor and waited for the first puppy to come over and greet me. Hank came and immediately acted like it would be ok if I was his human.

Susan put him on her lap and sang to him for most of the journey home – a good trick over 3 states. She went through all the songs she knew maybe three or four times. He finally got comfortable and went to sleep.

Once home, we began the socialization, followed by obedience training and finally with a dozen or so quail for him to get used to birds. After about a dozen quail came under his nose, October came and it was time for the real thing, even though he was only 5 ½ months old. I took him to a small covert very close to the house. If no birds were there, we’d be done in a half an hour. Often as not, in those days, there were plenty of birds there. I put him on the ground, released him to hunt, and set about loading my gun. As soon I was through and looked up, I saw him about 50 yards down the old woods road that encircled the covert, hard on point. I walked up, flushed, and shot the woodcock. It was too early to expect a retrieve, so I walked him up to where the bird lay and pointed it out to him. The light came on.

We continued on our hunt, I walking the old road, he working towards either side. When we got to the other side of the circle, he went on point again. This time, five grouse got up. Four quickly flew over a rise and did not give me a shot. One, though, made the mistake of giving me a fairly open left to right shot. I took it, and the bird fell. Once again, I led him to the bird. He stood on it before he knew it was there. When I pointed the bird out to him, he jumped up and back, at least 3 feet in the air. He slowly came back to the bird, smelled it, and finally picked it up. After realizing what had happened, he began a parade with the bird in his mouth that would have been good enough for the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, or perhaps the Rose Bowl Parade. In any event, he had me howling with laughter over the side. The parading was later to become an issue for correction. Right then, though, it was fantastic.

The next time out, Hank and I got our limit of three woodcock in about an hour. There would be many more woodcock limits after that, and quite a few grouse would have the misfortune of being found by Hank. Only a handful of woodcock would never be found, and no grouse that we hit escaped. He dug crippled grouse out from under fallen trees – large fallen trees mind you. He chased crippled grouse out from under alder roots. Not once or twice, but regularly. He became a favorite of coworkers who knew of coverts but did not have a dog of their own. Thank you all for sharing hunts with me.

A number of times I firmly believed he brought back birds I’d not shot. There are ones I believed, but could not prove, and there were ones that were indisputable. Three cases come to mind, one of which happened in Hank’s first utility test. He’d pointed a quail in the field, so I walked up, flushed the bird, heard a gunner shoot, and saw the bird go down. So, I sent him on the retrieve. Problem was, the gunner only fired a safety shot because the quail flew too close to the gallery. No matter, he came back with the quail anyway. Then there was the spring woodcock. Woodcock commonly congregate on the edges of our yard on their trip north in the spring. As such, they provide a great opportunity for training with a starter pistol. So, one spring, I was in just such an activity with Hank. He found the bird, I flushed it, and fired the starter pistol. Unfortunately, he broke and went on a retrieve. He came back with the bird.

I want to make clear that this didn’t just happen on small birds either. One winter, he came back to the house with a jake turkey. The turkey made the mistake of trying to hide under a pine tree where he couldn’t fly away. Fortunately, the turkey was unharmed by the experience, and I was able to release him after I took him from Hank. No accounting of Hank’s retrieving would be complete without the famous (at least in this house) bootie incident. For Sarah’s first winter (the female I got for Hank to breed to), Susan got her a red sweater and a set of red winter booties (over my objection, but we all survived). One Sunday morning, when a couple of feet of snow were on the ground, I took them out for their morning run. The sweater hung up on a branch as she went into the woods across the road. She happily ran around in the woods for about 15 minutes, and came back onto the road. As she stepped onto the road, the last of the four booties flipped off and onto the road.

I spent the entire church service contemplating how I could root through all that snow and find the missing booties. Then the idea came to me – Hank. When I got home, I got Hank, put him on whoa, put the bootie still left in the driveway, and had him retrieve it. I repeated the exercise three or four times. After it seemed he had the hang of it, I took him to where Sarah had entered the woods and sent him on a retrieve. After less than five minutes, he came back with a bootie. So I sent him again and in short order he had the second bootie. I sent him a third time, and soon I had the third bootie in hand. When praised, he assumed his “I am the greatest dog in the world” pose, which I became intimately familiar with over the years. He’d find someplace high to stand, position himself ¾ broadside to me, face me, and perk up his ears. He’d let me know I was looking at a truly royal dog.

He eventually became a good duck dog, but we had to work hard at it. It took three tries at the NAVHDA utility test to get any duck search out of him. His last resulted in a trip from ecstasy to agony in a heartbeat. He was the fifth dog of the day for the test. None of the others had ever left a hummock just in front of the release point, so I went in with grave misgivings. But when I released him, he swam straight through a little channel between hummocks into the main stem of the stream which was the major site of the event. He searched the marsh surrounding an island in the stream halfway across, got up on the island and searched it, came back into the water, circled the marsh again, swam to the far bank and searched it a hundred yards in either direction, then started back. On his way back, 9 ½ minutes into the search, he caught scent of the duck’s path, turned around, and swam on a rope back to the far shore. There was a lot of thrashing in the bushes, after which Hank started his swim back, duck in his mouth. That’s the ecstasy part. But he stopped on that cursed hummock, and proceeded to attempt to bury the duck there. He knew how to pull my chain, but when it was duck hunting for real, he was all business.

One of the places I hunted with friends has an extensive marsh behind their blind. So extensive that it became known to them as the “duck eating marsh.” Incoming shots would all too often result in ducks falling into it, where they became impossible to find. But in the 7 years Hank was on the job, we never lost a duck into it.

We began our journey with NAVHDA training clinics in the spring of 2001. His first act to introduce himself to the NAVHDA family was to leave his mark (literally) on the pants of the now President of NAVHDA International. This fellow, not being a particular fan of Brittany’s anyway, let us know in some very colorful language he didn’t appreciate it. But just a week later, at another chapter’s clinic, we introduced him to the gun. It’s considered good if the puppy doesn’t show fear of the shot. Hank took that step one step further, though. At the report, he got up on his hind legs, turned all the way around, and looked for birds falling from the sky. I thought this was to be a good relationship, in spite of his need to introduce himself with a mark.

Before I quit, I need to recount a couple other memories of Hank’s NAVHDA tests. He accomplished his Natural Ability in the spring of 2001, and received a Prize I 112 points. Both the field and the track are burned in my memory forever. It was a rainy day, and the quail were flying poorly. But that was test day, and we had to play the cards we were dealt. Lena Amerian was the apprentice judge, and helped me on my way. Quite soon into the hunt, Hank pointed his first quail. The quail attempted to flush, but it was a half-hearted attempt. Hank grabbed it on its way up, stopped, looked at me, and gave me a look that said, “OK, what do I do now, Dad?” Since I was a newby, I looked at him and wondered the same question. Lena whispered to me to call him, so I did. At that, he promptly and gracefully delivered the bird to hand and I gave the bird to Lena. I released him to go off and hunt, whereupon he promptly found a second bird. We repeated the scenario again, and in fact repeated it four more times before the event was completed. When we got back to the gallery, Lena had live quail sticking their heads out of every pocket in her oiled canvas coat. Except for being wet, none were any the worse for wear.

As to the track, Hank had come to relish this exercise and knew there would be a big bird to grab at the end. Upon the bird’s release, he made two very long jumps before he settled down to running. It was obvious this would be a difficult track. But when released, Hank followed the pheasant’s track exactly, and on a dead run at that. It was the fastest track I’ve ever seen in a test. I confess to one thing I did for this event, though. I carried a plastic trash bag with me so the judges wouldn’t have to see what Hank was to do with the pheasant once he caught it.

Last spring, some blood work I’d had for him to have anesthesia for dental came back showing impaired kidney function. The vet, whom I’d tried for years to take hunting with Hank, gave him six (6) months. But between us, we worked hard and were able to give him one last hunting season, for which God’s grace must have shown down us. Duck season opened early, and found me with three hunting companions back in front of “the duck eating marsh.” The first day we brought 20 ducks back, the vast majority retrieved by Hank. The second day, one of our party couldn’t hunt. We still brought back 14 ducks, once again with Hank finding most of them. During the upland season, I provided a rent-a-dog service to a guide with out of state clients. All were pleased. I also had auctioned off a half day hunt at my office for a charity. This has become a tradition, and received higher and higher demand every year.

Finally, I’d gotten an offer to go to South Dakota for a pheasant hunt. I took it eagerly and hoped that Hank would be healthy enough to go. He was, and hunted hard and eagerly for five days. He pointed his last bird, a beautiful rooster pheasant, on the edge of a food plot on CRP land. The bird flushed, I shot, the bird came down. On command, he retrieved it to hand, and we left the field happy.

In the last month, his blood values deteriorated rapidly. This weekend, it was obvious he was in terrible pain. So today I sent him on his journey to heaven.

Goodbye Hank, you will always be special.

Hi biskit hope you are doing well in rainbow heaven, mommy and daddy miss you so much.Bisit you have brought us so much joy for nine years. The house is so empty without you. We just finished your album today, and it will be a part of our lives forever. Your best friend Ben of nine years just passed when he herd about you and wanted to be with you to keep you company.Mommy crys every nite waiting for you to come back.I told her you have many new friends and not to worry ,that you are doing just fine,that you and Ben have dinner together every nite. She wanted to know if you were getting your boiled chicken and i told her they have a great chef in rainbow heaven not to worry. some day i hope we will all be together again , we miss and love you so much, my eyes are filled with tears and sliding down my face filled with your love. Take care my son say hello to Ben and know you will be in our hearts forever love mommy and daddy

We lost a good friend and companion on March 26th 2010.  
Bismarck was a beautiful German Shepherd Dog who was down on his luck in September 1999. We found him as a stray but saw something very special in him. We think God brought us together because Bismarck needed us and we needed a companion.
He was a strong willed but very loyal and beautiful German Shepherd Dog. He quickly became a new member of our family.  
Bismarck enjoyed going for long walks in the park, jumping up on the park benches, playing catch with his ball, finding the hidden "cookies" in the house, hiding his rawhide bone for later, chasing lizards on the porch, taking long naps, opening presents at Christmas, watching the dog shows on tv, and eating his doggie ice cream after supper. He loved to have his coat brushed and loved to be fussed over. Most of all he protected us and made sure he was doing his job everyday.  
Bismarck left us on March 26th after 10 1/2 happy years. We will never forget the good times we shared with him.  
We miss you! Look for us on the Rainbow Bridge Biz!
Love, Mom and Dad

Bisou,you are my heart, my soul, my life. I have shared more with you than ANY other pet that I've had - from our morning cup of coffee (he would lick the outside of the HOT cup) to going to bed. If you were ready for bed and I wasn't heading that way, you would meow me out! You had your spot in bed, right next to me, in my pouch... I would fall asleep holding your tail. God, how much I miss that... I can't bear it... the pain is so deep and raw. We did so many things together - like watching pet shows on TV, you would lay patiently beside me as I cried tears of anger and tears of joy.

Bisou, I wish I knew where you are and if you are happy? I have so much guilt regarding the last year of your life - because we lost our job and our home, you had to experience so much stress. This stress brought on your diabetes. I was so fortunate that Friends of Cats was able to take you on so I would not lose you and they took care of all of your medicine. However, things took a turn for the worse - you developed diabetic neuropathy. This didn't stop you from moving around or greeting me at the door EACH day.

But, then the day came that you didn't eat or drink... your eyes looked horrible - this scared me and I took you back to the vet, they kept you for about a week on IV; but you didn't change much so they thought you might do better at home. Although you did eat (a little), you were so lethargic, and you didnt' seem to be in your eyes any longer. I felt that you were trying to tell me that you couldn't hang on any longer, so I sat with you as you died. But, did I do the right thing? Was it too soon? Bisou, I am so scared and I feel so guilty... Your eyes were so vacant and I know you were hanging on just for me - and I was being selfish, I wanted to keep you as long as I could - your were my child, my goodness on earth.

Your name means Kiss in French, but it might as well mean love, because this is what you gave me each day of your short life (15 years) - I want to know that you are runnning in the sunshine, eating grass and sleeping in a cool shade - Bisou I will forever and ever love you - I'm not sure this grief will ever be easier to manage, but it is my burden to bear for your unconditional love - I want you back so bad..... but I continue to hope that wherever you are, you are running free and painless and stress free...

I LOVE you my darling baby!

The end of an era. You were my first baby. The craziest, sweetest of them all. Everyone who ever knew you, loved you. I miss you everyday. You added so much joy to my life. Love, Mom

Little Blackie boy showed up one day at the place where Shadow & TK were living looking very hungry. At first he was a bit pushy, but he soon learned the feeding routine. It is hard taking care of feral cats but these three seemed to get along. We could always tell when he was there, he had a loud and distinctive meow. When we were putting the food out he would sit there and wait his turn. He was a very good boy. Then one day, as happens with feral cats, he didn't come around anymore. We put food out for him for 2 months hoping he would come back, but it was not to be. For the short time that he was with us he knew that he ahd someone to take care of him. He was a great little boy and will always be loved and missed.  
Loved by, John & Sonja

OUR LITTLE BOY WAS A WONDERFUL FRIEND AND A GREAT COMPANION. HE IS MISSED BY EVERYONE AND WE MISS HIM SO MUCH EVERY DAY. WE KNOW HE IS IN A BETTER PLACE AND RUNNING AROUND ALL HEALTHY AND ENJOYING LIFE. WE WILL SEE HIM AGAIN ON THE OTHER SIDE. HE NEVER KNEW A STRANGER AND WAS SO LOVING AND CARING. HE DOESN'T HAVE TO SUFFER WITH HIS ILLNESS ANYMORE. WE THINK OF HIM EVERYDAY AND HAVE SO MANY FOND MEMORIES OF HIM. WE WILL NEVER FORGET HOW HE TOUCHED OUR LIVES. WE LOVE YOU BLACKIE AND YOU WILL BE IN OUR HEARTS FOREVER.

He was the best little dog. A beautiful black Miniature Schnauzer. He never left our side when the boys or I were sick, recovering from am injury or surgery. He always knew when we needed special attention. My parents and brother loved him too. He loved to be around a pack of little boys. My cub scouts, Webelos and boy scouts. Then later when the boys friends came over to practice for their bands. He would run off to the house with the most children playing. He loved being loved. We will miss him so much. He brought so much joy into so many people's lives. My angel BJ

Our sweet gentle tomcat, Blanco, passed away and we are heartbroken. He was a bueatiful white cat and just showed up at our house about 10 yrs. ago. He was an outside cat but would come in when it was too cold for him. He would come running to meet us when we came driving up especially at night and was the most gentle cat one could ever want. He just seemed to go downhuill quicly and died before we could see a vet. We buried him close to our other white cat. We will miss him so.

My Little Guy
                   My Bubby

September 2008 you came into our lives
Pug/Boston Terrier mix
"Shadow" was your name but "Blaze" seemed to fit
You loved people
                        Everyone loved you
Taking walks and tearing up stuffies were your favorite things
Tough dog
               Small dog
                            With a big personality!
You were with us for a time
Then the accident happened
Taking your life away

Oh, My Little Guy
                          My Bubby

Why did you have to die?

So many memories of you
Will remain in our minds forever
Your spirit is free now
                                Run! Run! Run!

Goodbye, My Little Guy
My Bubby

Blaze, you were the best dog. We miss you.
Love, Mom and Jim

Bo and Twinkie, I will always cherish every minute of everyday that we shared. I miss you both so very much! My heart breaks every time I think of you not being with me. Please stay by each other's side and watch out for each other as well any animals that need you. Please always remember that Momma loves you both with every beat of my heart and every breath I take. I wait patiently for the day I get to hold you both again. For now you will have to be my angel babies...
I'll love you always my special loves,
Momma

My Dear Bo Bo

Please forgive Mommy for not bringing you to Canada. Mommy loves you forever. Bless you forever. You are always the daughter I love most.

I hope you had a great life. I hope one you day Mommy will see you again and have the chance to pamper you.

Mommy

Bob Barker was born in 1995, one of 13 puppies. the last one not to be given away. Bob was special-barked from the day he was born. I called him barker and our son called him Bob-hence Bob Barker. Bobby was a gentle giant, full of life and wonder. what a friend he turned out to be. He loved and was loved. Such a pretty guy, however he grew old and life became hard. I was pleased that God took him and we didn't have to put him down. Loyal to the core and beautiful to look at. He will be missed so very much. Bobby is buried on pet grave yard hill with his other much loved pets. Good bye Bob Barked-You are loved

YOU ARE WITH YOUR SISTER SABLE DIAMOND NOW.YOU WENT AWAY WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE TO US BUT YOUR LOVE WILL AWAYS BE WITH US YOU WERE BUT HERE A SHORT TIME.YOU GAVE ALL THE LOVE YOU HAD AS WE GAVE YOU ALL THE LOVE WE HAD FOR YOU.WE SHALL SEE YOU IN TIME TO COME BUT FOR NOW ENJOY THE TIME WITH YOUR SISTER WHO PASSED AWAY THE SAME WEEK SAME MONTH 02-11-08 AND YOUR 02-09-10 WE MISS BOTH AND ARE LOVE WILL ALWAYS BE THEIR WITH YOU GRANDPA AND GRANDMA FRISZ

Just got home from ending my babies long battle and this poem was so amazingly fitting...

My Beloved Bogart,

I miss you so and loved you so much. I miss your soft fur and your amazing eyes that loved me so. I will forever remember all our special times of cuddling and you sitting on my lap, purring and kneeding your paws, sharing the sunshine together, and playing with your paper bags. I loved you so and miss you. I will see you again my loved one, until we meet again.  
I love you,  
Your Mommy

My darling Bonnie you were a great friend a loyal companion and you showed me unconditional love i would have done anything for you.I tried hard to keep you just that one day longer but i had to realise i was being selfish and thinking of my needs and not your needs.

I whispered in your ear that i wished i could take the pain away for you, well bonnie i have now taken the pain away for you and i am now the one left behind with the pain in my heart but i told you if it meant you could be free of your illness this is what i would do for you.

You were a great girl and im so thankful i had the chance to have you in my life for 13 years, you loved to cuddle up to me, protect me, comfort me and you showed me that unconditional love is possible. you gave it to me every day of your life.

I could not watch you suffer any more it was the hardest decision for me to make as i did not want to let you go i kept hoping for a miracle, but the dreaded pyometra would not let up and you were to weak to have the operation, i know you were miserable i tried hard to comfort you praying for that miracle. On Sunday night you looked into my eyes blankly you looked depressed i know you were telling me it was time to go it broke my heart in 2 but i had to now think about your needs and not my own, i made that painful decision to let you be free i knew what lay ahead for me after you were gone the grief the depression the sorrow so i kept my promise to you Bonnie i took the pain from you and now the pain is in my heart.

I had bought you a stocking for Christmas but i knew you would not be around for Christmas as your illness took over completly so i brought Christmas forward for you, you were to weak to eat any of your treats but you liked to have a sniff of them....


I sang in your ear " everything i do i do it for you" and i meant every word.

You live on in my heart sweetheart the same as Penny and Kim and i do believe we will meet again so please wait for me and help me get through this heartache.

Thank you for the memories sweetheart i love you so very very much

Mummy
xxx

Dear Lord, please open your gates
and call St. Francis
to come escort this beloved companion Bonnie
across the Rainbow Bridge.

Assign her to a place of honor,
for she has been a faithful servant
and has always done her best to please me.

Bless the hands that send her to you,
for they are doing so in love and compassion,
freeing her from pain and suffering.

Grant me the strength not to dwell on my loss.
Help me remember the details of her life
with the love she has shown me.
And grant me the courage to honor her
by sharing those memories with others.

Let her remember me as well
and let her know that I will always love her.
And when it's my time to pass over into your paradise,
please allow her to accompany those
who will bring me home.

Thank you, Lord,
for the gift of Bonnies companionship
and for the time we've had together.

And thank you, Lord,
for granting me the strength
to give Bonnie to you now.

to my beautiful bonnie, you were the most loyal and wonderful cat and i will miss you and love you forever. i will never forget you and am finding it hard to go on without you, but i know i will knowing that one day we will meet on the rainbow bridge. love you bon bon

My darling Bonnie how I miss you - my bestest friend in all the world. I know you are in a better place - last night I dreamt about a bird flying across the room - he hovered over my face telling me he needed to be free - that bird was you. Now you are free - you can run again across the meadows, bask in the warm summer sun, lazily prepare for dinner - always warm chicken or fresh salmon - or of course your favourite smelly old sardines. Bonnie - please know that when I cry I cry for me - not for you - I cry for the loss I'm experiencing. I miss your wet kisses - you kissed like no-one else in the world, I miss your noisy entrances - the house is so quiet without you, I miss the softness of your coat and the special smell of you when I nestled into your neck. I miss your hairs on the pouffe, I miss your slinky walk,I miss your intelligent green eyes - I miss the smell of sardines on my fingers - I miss just everything about you. Bonnie you taught me all about unconditional love - it never mattered how I looked or how I felt or how much I owned or didn't own - you just loved me. Wes misses you so much too and Ginge has been eating less. Please send one of us a little sign that you are finally at peace - until we meet again I send you all the love I have. My darling, my love, my life xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Today we lost a best friend of 11 years. Our little "Wooo" was faithful to the end. Always loving, always greeted us with a wagging tail and smile. She loved to roll over and have her belly rubbed. It looked like she was riding a bicycle. She loved her companion Buster whom she has been with since she was 8 weeks old. He is 13 now and is missing her too. She had an inoperable abdominal mass that was diagnosed 7 months ago. We did not expect her to last this long, but being the true friend that she was, she was tough to the end. We could not bear to see that sweet face suffer any longer. Bonnie, we know you are on that rainbow bridge "wooing" at everyone who comes by and you are waiting on us to join. We will all be together again one day. You will always be in our hearts. You big paws have etched a place that will always be there. WE LOVE YOU!!!!

Boo at 4:45 A.M., this 26 July 2010, while holding you in our arms, we said good-bye--for now. From the first time we saw you drinking water from a birdbath, a beautiful, black homeless kitty, we knew you were within seconds of being part of our family and you made us proud all 11 years. I will always look up to see if you are perched on our roof waiting for Santa or keeping an eye on the neighborhood. For a 14 pound little kitty you could sprint with the best of them. Rainbow bridge is your new home waiting with our other fur kids (Pippit, our first Boo, Ebony, Binkie, Nike, Belle, Ren, and Scooby) waiting for us Rick, Diane, & Dina to join you. We love you Boo and not a day will go by that we will not think of you. We love you forever.

Oh Boo. I miss you so. You were such a good kitty. I can't believe it was just a few short months ago when you made me laugh by being the first one to play with the giant ring with the ball in it that I had gotten for Willow. I remember, too, how you would drag out the fishing pole toy whenever I would accidentally leave the closet door open. Then you'd get the string all tangled up. You had your moments of being a little rascal. And I still never understood why you always wanted to make that giant leap over the last three steps whenever you went down to the basement. You're a silly boy. You not only touched my heart, but you gained the respect and love of your brothers and sisters, too. I saw how they each took turns sitting with you in these final days. That was one of the sweetest things I have ever seen. We miss you Boo. I know that you are with all your other brothers and sisters who have gone on before you now. I bet Briana and Dominique were so happy to see you! It's nice to think of you back to being your old self, happy and playing. I love you Boo. Mama loves her Boo Boo Kitty. We will be together again some day. Until then, you will stay with me forever in my heart. Mama loves Boo. Love always, Mama

Our precious "Little Lady"- You are no longer here with us, but you are in our hearts forever. We love you so much and we know how much you love your Mommy and Daddy. You cannot imagine the joy and happiness that you have brought into our lives. We will see you again someday, as will your little brothers :), and we'll all be back together.

Love Always,

Mommy & Daddy

Booger~

You will always be remembered as such a bright light and irreplaceable force in our family. We loved every single minute that we were in your presence. Thank you for being such a lover and a friend whenever we need one. Now you are eating and playing your way through heaven with your sisters, Tater and Poke and your brothers, Buddie and Inky who were there to welcome you home. We know that someday our tears will be replaced by happy smiles of all the many, many wonderful memories we have of you. But for now, we miss you so, so very much. Our hearts ache for you, sweet boy. Watch over and wait for us and your brothers until we are together again as a family for all time. Until then, know that we will love you and miss you every single day, and on Christmas morning we will always set out a special 'Christmas Breakfast' (your favorite) just for you.

With all of our love~

Your Family~

Mama, Daddy, Twinkie, Moe, and Peas & Carrots

Boojum passed away in the early morning hours of January 6, 2010 from complications due to acute renal failure. She was 8 years old and is survived by her loving family, many friends and admirers.

Named for the Boojum tree, an odd cactus like plant which grows exclusively in Southern Baja California, Boojum turned out to be a dog as unique as her namesake. She also went by many "handles" including: Boojie, Booger, Sub-Woofer, Micro-Mutt, Dyno-Dog, Hoochie Coochie Baloochie, Baby Girl.

Topping out at a weight of 6.5 pounds, Boojum was decidedly unaware of her size and stature, unwilling to yield even to other dogs more than 10 times her size. Once while pursuing a deer across an open field, the deer turned on it's heel and confronted Boo nose to nose. Boo stood her ground barking until the deer decided to continue it's flight into the woods.

Most of us could never figure out if Boo thought people were all poodles or if she was a human in a slightly different form. Whatever the case, most found her to be highly intelligent and tuned into humans. Her interest in most other dogs was about nil. Perhaps this was because she knew they did not know left from right, up from down or that squirrels lived in trees.

All lung, muscles and long legs, Boo was a true athlete and lover of the outdoors. Her trail sniffing and hiking prowess were legendary in Northern Westchester, the Catskill Mountains and several other regions. She impressed many with her ability to hike 10 miles in one day over rugged rocky terrain. Although she never actually caught a squirrel, she did over run several in her lifetime - overshooting her prey due to an excess of enthusiasm.

Boojum was loved by many, some being won over by her affection over time after an initial assessment that she was one of those nervous little yappy dogs. She will be missed by all, a unique dog we had the good fortune to know and love during her lifetime.

Rest in Peace our sweet Boo! You'll always be in our hearts Baby Girl.

I took over Boomer's care when he was 5 years old. His previous owner's son developed an allergy to dogs, and they had to get him out of the house asap. At the same time I had mentioned to a mutual friend that I wanted a dog so it was good timing for both. The owners were reluctant to give him to me since they new a family who was interested and feared that as a single person I might not be unable to take care of him by myself. I convinced them that he would be in good hands and they turned him over to me. They were heartbroken over losing him, but had no choice.

At the time I was unemployed and had nothing but free time, so we spent pretty much all our time together. Being unemployed and lonely he filled a void in my life and gave me something to focus on. We took a lot of walks, he got a lot of TLC and I think the transition was relatively seamless for him since he was getting so much attention, and of course I was benefitting tremendously. As a healthy black lab mix he needed a lot of activity and boy did he get it.

Personality wise he was fantastic. A gentle soul who had very simple needs. Exercise, treats and a person to keep him company. He loved couches and beds and spent nearly all his down time on one or the other usually in contact with me. Head on lap, back to back while sleeping. I did nothing to discourage this behavior.

Eventually I got a job and was away for working hours, but he was always well cared for. He spent a lot of time at a friends house while I was at work. It was a very dog friendly house, and he had a canine companion and a stay at home Mom who treated him like her own. God Bless them. It gave me tremendous peace of mind that was happy when I was working.

All of this was difficult to manage but I never cared. He was worth it and his happiness was a priority. Eventually I met a woman who became my wife and she took amazing care of him (while I was at work) in his declining years.

I don't want to focus on the end which was tough for all. His old legs got weaker and eventually he was urinating on himself as he lay helplessly on the floor.

His passing coincided with the arrival of my newborn twins. An amazing emotional week and I now take comfort in knowing the he had a long happy life and if there is a dog heaven he is there and resting comfortably on a couch in between meandering and long walks.

Goodbye Boomer and thanks for giving me 8 plus years of unconditional love. I loved you like a family member and I'll never forget you.

Boots you were my first real pet and your life was cut too short. Although you endured such pain you were a friend who always gave love. I didn't know I was capable of loving an a pet so much. I hope in some way you understood that I did everything I could to make you well and keep you comfortable. I am so sorry I was not there when you were put down. I just couldn't bear it. I love you Boots!

My sweet girl, I loved you enough to let you go. You never complained and never stopped loving us. We will miss you forever my angel

I love you so much Bosley!!! U left me way to early! U will forever be in my heart!! You were a true friend as well as my protector and companion. Rest in Peace, and I will see you at the Rainbow Bridge.

Love,
Mommy

Bosun - the light, love & laughter of our lives. You gave us 12+ wonderful years & we are so glad that we had the opportunity to love & know you. You are special & there will never be another you. Take care my love & we will see you again.

Please let her know I love her very much and feel so terrible that I didn't know what was wrong with her until it was too late. She was the best companion I ever had. She had terrible pain and I didn't know it, because she took it in stride. She was my Buddha cat. I hope I can see her again someday.

We will always love you, Brandy. You are always in our hearts. We miss you so much! Love you forever, Mommy & Skylar

My beloved Brandy oh how I will miss u you. You took care of me after we lost Bear. You had the sweetest most loving eyes. I couldn't let your suffer anymore so I had to do the right thing. I hope you understand. You know that I loved you & will miss your forever. you rest in peace my sweet Mama GG-Brandy Lequisha. You go to the Rainbow Bridge & play with Lil Bear. I can't wait to see the both of you again!!!!!!  
luv Mommy

To Our Dearest Brighton:

Thank you for the joy, for the memories and for the laughter. You were a very special cat, full of life and fun and you were taken too soon. Sara and I miss you very much. We both love and cherish you and think of you each and every day.

Our worlds were made much brighter by you being in them. We love you, Brighton, and we want you to know that you are deeply missed.

Until we meet again, we keep you in our hearts every day.

We love and miss you. Your Mom and Sara

Brittany we will all miss you very much! You were a brave little girl! Kramer will miss you and he also loves you and he will be with you soon at the Rainbow Bridge. Remember the silver cord that connect us through time and space - AND will never be broken. You will always be remembered as our pretty little baby girl. LOVE YOU ALWAYS AND FOREVER! When we go for a walk in the park; you will be in our thoughts and prayers.
YOUR FAMILY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOUR CHEWING ON THE CRAB GRASS AND FREQUENT STOPS TO SMELL. AMEN.

Brittney was stolen from us on February 22. My husband went into the gas station to pay for his purchase and came out and our baby was gone. It's very hard when you loose a pet to a sickness or death , but, not knowing what has happened to our baby is tearing us apart. We don't know if she is alive or dead. She is a spayed Chihuahua mix and a brindle color with a white ring around her neck. My husband has cancer and when he has pain she would curl up and stay right beside her daddy. They were always together. She would curl up in my elbow while I was either reading or using my computer. We miss her so much and every time the phone rings we hope that it is something about her. Her sister is so lonely that she does not want to eat. they have never been separated from the time they were born, both of them came from the Decatur County Humane Asso in Parsons Tn. We are so sick at heart not knowing where our baby is.

As I write this message my heart could not be heavier for today is a sad day. Today I send my best friend, loyal companion, and best pet on his final journey. I will not let him do this alone for he would never leave my side no matter the situation and so I shall remain by his. Brodie has been a fighter to the end but we cannot bear to see him suffer. Rottweilers are bold, strong, and proud so why should we not send him along while he is just that. Brodie was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma a couple of months ago. Basically it is a malignant bone cancer that affects larger breeds. We think he had this many months before but being that his breed feels little to no pain until it is unbearable never lent us to see it. We thought he may have lasted longer but the cancer seems to be spreading and his pain is too high, even on morphine and rimadyl (anti-inflammatory pain killer) he pants and whines some days. His walks have grown to 30 minutes to travel just 1/3 of a mile and his legs grow heavy from the exercise.

We got Brodie when he was just 3 months old; we really weren’t looking for a dog because we had just experienced tragedy with Docker, our Newfoundland cross. I am a high stress person; Erin knows this and handles me quite well but has always worried about me. She worked with a guy at the Sherriff’s Department in Mason County when we lived in Washington. Long story short his son was going to that Fire Academy and could not keep this dog. Erin knew I loved Rotties and somehow figured he could keep my blood pressure down. He was my dog from the start, I really didn’t want a dog but he was different. I know we say that about every animal but he really is, even now on his last day people that have only met him once are weeping at the loss of such a wonderful personality. Across the years he has kept me off blood pressure medicine and probably saved the kids from Dad once or twice.

So as I take this last journey with my friend I leave him with this: You have been loyal and obedient. You have followed me around the globe. You have brought me the greatest of joy and kept me going when times were rough. You have kept a watchful eye on my children and wife, taking care of them when I am gone. You have put us before yourself on all counts. For these things I could never thank you enough my friend. Without you our world, travels, and homes would have been much less. You have enriched our lives and upon this sad day I will hold your head in my lap while you take your final steps and simply say thank you and I Love You. Rest my dear friend you stand relieved of your watch.

Brody, My beloved Golden Retreiver, how I miss you so much. I know we were so lucky to have you in our lives if only for a short time. But in those 5 years you taught us the true meaning of unconditional love,frienship and loyalty. Always the clown ready to play. I miss you my red devil and yet I know your kidneys finally gave out and while my brain knows I did the right thing my heart is crying. I know you are not in pain anymore and when we pass from this earth you will be waiting for us, our ever faithful friend. You are now with Picaboo and Kirby, and will go on forever. We will always have you in our hearts and I can still see those sweet sweet eyes, velvet ears, wagging tail and big paws. Always and forever with love in our hearts, Mommy,Dad and Jackie

BROOKE & PRINCESS, YOU ALONG WITH OUR TAFFY WERE THE LOVE OF OUR LIVES.YOU GAVE US BOTH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE FOR MANY YEARS. MOMMY & DADDY LOVE YOU & MISS YOU ALL SO TERRIBLY. A PART OF US DIED WHEN YOU LEFT US & CROSSED OVER TO RAINBOW BRIDGE.YOU WILL ALWAYS LIVE ON IN OUR HEARTS FOREVER. UNTIL WE ALL MEET AGAIN AT RAINBOW BRIDGE.
LOVE YOU FOREVER.
MOMMY & DADDY
JO ANNE & ROBERT MALLANO

THIS LITTLE BABY BROUGHT MORE JOY, HAPPINESS TO MY HUSBAND AND I EVERYDAY EVERY HOUR. HE WOULD RUN CIRCLES EVERY TIME WE CAME IN THE DOOR. IF WE HAD A BAD DAY IT JUST ALL WENT AWAY. I NEVER HAD TO WORRY ABOUT BEING ALONE AT NIGHT WHILE MY HUSBAND WORKED AT NIGHT. AND MY HUSBAND NEVER HAD TO COME HOME TO EMPTY HOUSE. BRUISER WAS THE BEST GIFT GOD EVER GAVE US THIS TIME IN OUR LIVES. HE WILL BE REMEMBERED EVERY DAY FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES.

You ran across the room into my arms and you looked like a ball of wrinkles with a big head. You covered my face with kisses that smelled of puppies. I instantly fell in love with you!! As you grew up, our bond grew stronger and stronger. You gave me more unconditional love than I could ever imagine. To have you in my life has been the best joy I have ever felt!  
If I wasn't feeling good, you laid by my side to make me feel better. If I was sad and crying, you hugged me with your puppy eyes and kissed my tears away.  
My heart is full of love for you Bruno because you were always there as my best buddy not just a pet!! We did alot together and I have lots of great memories with you. You have a special place in my heart that will always be there. I will think of you everyday but know you are in a better place. When the time is right, you will see me in the distance and come running into my arms!! You will cover my face in puppy kisses again and we will be together forever.  
I miss you Bruno more than I ever thought possible.

I love you with all my heart, my baby boy, Bruno!!

I miss you so Brutus, you are my heart and right now it is hurting . So much happened in my life and you were always there for me to keep me going with your unconditional love. I know that you are at a better place now running with Ozzy and Smokey and i know there will be a day that we will be together again. Just right now i am so sad that you are gone, please know that I love you with my whole heart.

I wish you could have stayed
A week, a month even one more day
Just to feed you carrots
Hear you snort and talk to me
In your special Pug way

I wish the pain you felt would just go away
So I could see you walk with Papa Fred
And play with Maverick, Maggie and sister, Daisy May

I wish for these thoughts every night
As I close my eyes and try to sleep
But then I see your tired, furry little face
And I begin to weep

I wish for you now to be whole and strong
A joyful heart, no pain, no suffering
For nothing to go wrong

I miss you Bubba my sweet, brave boy
I still hear the "squeak squeak"
From your favorite star toy

I wish I could hear you bark just one more time
Or carry you down the stairs, holding you close
Your heart next to mine

But I know you'll be right here, at home
Your soul laid to rest
On the fireplace mantle
With a photo of you looking your best

I say good-bye for now and kiss your sweet Pug face
Pet you softly and tell myself, "He's in a better place"

In my heart, that's where you'll stay
As I think of you each and every day

Lisa Gonzalez

Oh, Bubba ~ how we miss you so!!! It has been about 38 hours since you passed away and went over the rainbow bridge and we miss you so very much. You are such a part of our family, that we will all have a very hard time learning how to live our lives without you in it. We consider ourselves so very lucky that we were chosen as your family, for you to spend your life of 12 3/4 yrs with us, to love and to be loved by you throughout your life, unconditionally, and honored to be able to give you the wonderful life that you deserved. You are THE BEST OF THE BEST! We instantly fell in love with you, and everyone that met you fell in love with you too....you were just the perfect dog.... so friendly, so pretty, so strong and healthy, so loving, so warm and fuzzy, so smart, so protective, so gentle, so tolerant, so happy, so considerate .... so many traits that are not normally displayed by your average dog. You were our family's best friend, the best protector, the best companion, the ABSOLUTE BEST DOG EVER and are truly irreplaceable. You will always hold a place in our hearts, within our family, and in our lives, as you definitely are a member of our family and never regarded as just our 'pet'. We look forward to being reunited with you again, in time, to love you, hug you, play and run with you, to laugh and cry, with you by our sides for eternity. Until then, you have a wonderful time running, playing, eating & drinking to your hearts content, and chasing after those big deer. We will take care of ourselves while you are gone, don't worry about us. We love you, Bubbza-Wubbza, and miss you like crazy!! We love you.....all the way over the Rainbow Bridge and back, so you should feel the love all the way up there, until we get there to love you ourselves again. Thank you so much, good buddy, for being the best friend ever!!! We'll see you soon, to say "Good Morning" again......

WITH LOVE,
YOUR FARACE FAMILY
XOXOXOXO

I was walking Missy, My Girfriend's dog in the summer 1997 and this black lab appeared out of nowhere and followed us on our walk until we returned home. Thats how Buddy became my best friend for the last 14 years.When he was younger he really loved to grab hold of his football and shake it, ok lets play ball. He loved to ride in the truck on Sunday mornings and go through the drive thru for breakfast. He is a very loving member of our family and always will be. See you at the Rainbow Bridge "Our Little Buckaroo"  
PS: Tell Missy (2008) we will see her there too.

PAT & Kerns

Buddy you are my best friend. You helped me through so many hard times with your hugs and wagging tail. You were the best dog in the world. I don't know why God chose to give you cancer, when I needed you so much here with me. I did everything I could to help you fight it and you never complained when I know how bad you were hurting. I hope I made the right decision to end your pain and help you cross the rainbow bridge. I will never forget as I held you under the tree and you took your last breath. I will miss you always, we had such good times together. I loved you so much my "buddydog" my life is not whole without you. You made me smile with all your "buddisms", the way you would stick your head in the washer because you loved the smell of the softener, how you would rub the side of your face against my towels when they smelled good, how your would wag your tail so hard when you saw me your whole back end would move....you were the best Buddy...I LOVE YOU!!!

Dear Buddy, Mr. Buddy, Buddykins, Buboo, Buddyboo, You were truly the most special, wonderful, smart and handsome cat that thought he was a dog. Whether you were playing fetch, jumping on the trampoline with the kids, playing tag in the yard, or with ice cubes in your water you were the most loved cat. You brought so much to our family in such a short time that we will forever miss you and never forget you.

We knew you were gone the moment that you didn't come home because we knew you would never leave us. You loved us so much and we loved you!

We look out in the yard or the deck expecting to see your cute white face pop through the trees but we know you're gone. We think of you a million times a day and almost cannot bear the fact you're not here.

Buddy, we love you and you will also we in our hearts!! We love you so much!!!! Big One, Medium, and Short One (Pat, Clare & Fiona)

My most loved little Buddy,  
Our hearts are broken because you had to leave us. But we know you are our angel in heaven now; no pain or sadness, only your happy, wagging tail and your bright, beautiful smile. We saw you in the clouds just a few days ago. We weren't even searching! But there you were so absolute and clearly as I've always known you to be, my little love. You were the only cloud in the sky and you enveloped it entirely. Your ears flared back, your front legs reaching in front of you and your hind legs stretched as far back as possible. You were clearly racing and playing as in days gone by. Your cute little button nose and wide, happy smile that melts my heart. And your unmistakeable fluff of a tail wagged high and joyfully. This was your sign to us that you are in heaven with the rest of out family and friends who've passed on. How beautiful to know you're playing with family and all of your little puppy cousins and friends who'd already arrived in heaven before you. There you all wait to be reunited with your loved ones when our time comes. Love you forever and always in my heart.  
Love,  
Mama

We got Buddy in 2003 from a local rescue group when he was about 6 or 7. He had been turned in by someone in Queens. We never understood why anyone would give this boy up. He was a handsome white pit bull mix with a couple of brown spots. He had the sweetest personality; he was friendly and loving to all. He was such a fine dog, he never did one thing wrong. He was super mellow and never acted aggressively. He followed us around wherever we went. We had 6 ½ wonderful years together.  
Toward the end, walking became difficult for him. Gradually, his back legs stopped working until he could no longer stand. We supported and carried him the best we could, but he could no longer be the dog he wanted to be. It was especially painful to say goodbye because he was still healthy otherwise. His last meal was a McDonald's bacon cheeseburger and fries.  
Sweet Buddy, you were so good right up until the end. We will never forget you.  
Love, Daddy, Gina, Mommy, and Anthony

We had him nine years and one month to the day. The vets at CSU saw him right after he was found in Loveland, Colorado, and estimated his age at a year and a half or two years, so he lived a long life. When we took him in for his annual visit on March 13 our vet said he hadn't seen a Dane in such good health at that age. Within nine days he was having trouble with his left rear leg. We took him to the vet and discovered he had cancer in that leg, as well as spots on his lung. We took him to his favorite park to run one last time on April 4. He was full of joy but we stopped him after about fifteen minutes because he was dragging his back leg. Two days later he was gone!

He gave us much love and joy and we are going to miss him terribly. He loved to sleep on the bed in the sunshine and he loved going on walks early on Sunday morning because we found an office park where he and our greyhound could run off-lead.

On his last day he came upstairs, which was a difficult trip for him with his bad leg, and stood beside me next to our bed at 3:52 in the morning. He was upset that he couldn't jump up on the bed.

Our vet, Dr. LaBonde, will remain in our hearts as he helped our beautiful Great Dane whenever he had health issues.

We are going to miss you a lot Buddy.

Hugh and Diane

"A gift from God", that was my Buddy. My sweetie boy could communicate with me by a look or a woof. How I knew what he wanted, I will never know. But, I did.  
After we rescued him, we discovered that he knew how to: "sit up pretty"; "sit"; "stay"; and other commands. We could never figure out how anyone could abandon him.  
He was found by someone that we didn't know. A friend of a friend of a business associate told us about Buddy. We met with the family that was taking care of him at that time. (The Bud didn't have a permanent home because no one could take him in on a permanent basis.) He met us; we met him and there was no doubt that he found a forever home.  
We already had adopted a twice rejected Shih Tzu named Chewie from the breeder who had taken him back. Chewie and Buddy became friends before we expected them to. Then, Buddy taught Chewie how to obey commands; how to trust; and how to mind.  
Buddy was "my" doggy. He was with me only four years and it was not long enough. On March 17, 2010, we rushed him to the Veterinary Emergency Hospital just before Midnight. We found out that he had Cardio-Pulmonary Edema and a Mitral valve leak. The Veterinarian put him on emergency support and ordered an Ultrasound in the Morning. (The Emergency Vet Clinic closed at 8AM.) We picked Bud up and brought him to his regular Veterinarian and Buddy was given a medication to thin his blood in an effort to keep him alive. But, he passed.  
When I found out, I could actually feel my heart breaking. I will never forget my sweet Bud Bud, my sweetie boy.

My little Bubby, I love you and miss you so very much. You brought me so much love and comfort in sad times, and laughter and smiles in happy times. You will forever be in my heart. You are at peace now with God and all the other little one's that have gome before you. Until I see you again, remember me. I love you with all my heart Buddy.

DAYO'S BUDDY OVERCASH.
I pray that Buddy is in a happier place.
It has been a while now that Buddy hasn't come home we have searched everywhere and there is no sign of him. We knew that allowing the cats free roam indoors and out through the doggy door was not the safest for the cats but they enjoy the freedom. Both Buddy and Stubbs loved lying in the sun on the porch with the cool or warm air blowing out the door. Buddy had other reasons for lying there, other than comfort, terrorize the dogs. We always knew when Buddy was blocking the doggy door the endless barking from outside because one or more of the dogs was trapped. None of the dogs would go near Buddy instead they made a HUGE circle around Buddy so that he wouldn't claw them. Now he did understand puppies and would run from them until that magic age (I don't know when) he taught the puppies to leave him alone and from then on the puppies would avoid Buddy. Stubbs on the other hand meows and all the dogs run to him to see what the problem is. Stubbs is missing Buddy too he looks for him to sleep with and to fight with.
I secretly hope he will come in hollering at any moment but I know God has different plans for him and me.
Our handsome Buddy wait for us on the Rainbow Bridge with Dayo and we will cross together someday.
Love Always,
Mom and Dad

To Bob (my brother) and Buddy "Bones" his BEST friend !

The day they laid you down to sleep, I prayed to the Lord;
your soul he'll keep
Until the appointed day and time when together we'll meet;
and all will be fine
With all God's creatures great and small, go run and play now,
have a ball. No more aches and no more pain, just bright sunshine;
no more rain
Rest in peace; for now best friend cradled in God's arms; to the end
Dream of that special day and time when we'll meet at the Bridge
one last time
Although we'll be separated for a long time we'll be together then
and all will be fine
We'll cross Rainbow Bridge side by side with a soft warm feeling
deep down inside
Once again then all will be fine, we're together forever
till the end of time.
We all will miss Buddy very much and I know brother Bob will miss him
most of all. (Sweet Dreams Buddy) All my Love sister Karen

If ever I had a friend his name was Bullseye. He was a grey tabby full of love, piss, and vinegar cat that was in love with me as I was him. My Bullseye found me one day, although I knew the day he was born to a neighbors cat. The neighbors mostly ignored Bullseye and his siblings. But I watched him grow into a beautiful and loving cat. He would come up to me and rub my leg when I would be in the front yard pruning. One day I felt him rub up against my leg and saw his face bloodied so badly that I took him to the vet immediately. Something hit him so hard his left I was punctured and he had a broken nose. I made a decision to keep him and take care of him. As through life you have many ups and downs Bullseye was my most fierce protector and would always cheer me up when he knew I was down. He knew instinctively when I needed his cuddles and love. And now, today, I had to say goodbye to my friend and family member. I know it was the right thing to do and he would look at me with his eyes asking if I could help him. I will miss him, I already do and as I write this with tears in my eyes I know I share with many the sadness of losing the type of love from furry unconditional hearts, but he is forever imprinted in heart and I will never leave from there.

Bunnie was a long hair black cat. There was no other cat like her, and I am not just saying that because she was mine. Anyone who knew her was in love with her. And that was hard to come by since a lot of her admirers were not fond of cats at all. They always said, "Bunnie is the only cat I like". And boy was she friendly. She was always in the mix. There was never an alone moment with her. And that is just the way I liked it. Whenever I was sad, she was there in my lap. Whenever I was sick, she was laying there by my head on my bed. Whenever I got upset, she came to see about me. We had such a special relationship, one that can never be replaced. I would sing to her, talk to her, squeeze her, kiss her, and play with her. And while I talked to her, she looked at me as if she knew what I was saying. She would bat her eyes at me in acknowledgment and then give me a small cry to let me know, "I love you mommy, thanks for loving me". I would go to the bathroom, she would come in to bite my word search book. I would take a bath and she would jump up on the side and wait for some water to drink from the faucet. I would blow dry my hair and she would get hers blow dried too. I could go on and on but no words could come close to expressing my thoughts of my furry cat Bunnie. She will be eternally missed and I cannot wait until I see her again. She was my furry beast.

The final of my four Doberman's I've been blessed with and loved over the last 25 years, Burner was my best friend. Always by my side no matter where I was or what I was doing. Helping me work in the yard, tinker on my car or just out back fishing. He loved just laying in the sun chewing on a pig's ear. My house is very quiet and lonely now.

Rest easy my friend, for one day again we will explore on every walk, catch all the big fish and lay in the grass under a warm afternoon sun.

Burner was My Best Friend and Confident, A Loyal Companion-Always.

I Miss and Love You.

Buster was my little man for the past 12 years, and today was such a sad day because I had to let you go. Life will never be the same without you. You were a wonderful dog everyday of your life, and now it just feels like it was too short, and ended too soon.

You came to live with us after being rescued from under someone's truck at my job. I only meant to provide foster care, but you quickly stole my heart. You were so happy in your new backyard, and always seemed so appreciative and ready to please! You quickly adapted to living with Champ, our Rottweiler and did your best to make everyone love you. You became friends with Kirby, our cat also. When I began a walking program in 2001, you were my greatest supporter. You were the best personal trainer anyone could ask for because you never let me skip a night. I believe you thought it was your job. You walked every step of my weight loss with me, and I will forever be grateful to you. We walked as late as two nights ago, and I never dreamed it would be our last walk together. Tonight I walked and carried your collar as a memorial walk to you. I know that I will miss you on every walk of every night for the rest of my life.

I prayed for you today as we said goodbye, and tonight as I walked, that your pain would end, and you would be at peace in Heaven. I pray that I will see you again because I cannot fathom never seeing your sweet face and those big eyes again. In the meantime, I hope that you will again see Sugar and Kittyman, Madeline, BooBoo, and Champ who preceded you there.

I cannot express how much I love you and how much I will miss you. You were truly like my little soulmate and guardian angel all in one. We had such a closeness, and no one can ever replace you. Thank you for the years we shared. No one could have asked for a better companion.

I will never forget you, and neither will Barbara, Justin, Chris, Vanessa, Mamaw, or Papaw, or the walkers we knew, your groomer, and anyone else who met you.

I will love you forever; you were my little Buster-man, my Busty.
Love,
Peggy

Buster was a very special cat who was born feral but chose me to be her "forever" Mom. She brightened my life with her sweet disposition, her cuddling, and her "talking". She was too briefly in my life but will be forever in my heart.

Our family lost one of our dearest member in our 12 y/o yorkie named Buster. I don't have the words to say how much you'll be missed. We all miss you so much and want you to know we will never forget you. I guess your sister Holly needed someone to play with. I thank God for everyday I had with you and loved you every minute since the first time I saw you. We all love and miss you sooo much.

Love your Dad, Mom, and brothers and sisters Anthony, Bizkit, Renny and Jenna.

Butterball and her buddy Blackie came to us this past July because the previous owner had died of cancer in June. My wife and I weren't looking for additional cats as we already had quite a few at the time. But we thought about their ages...Butterball being 12 and Blackie 13. So, we decided to take them in and they instantly brought so much love into our lives and home. We had a full blood panel test on both of them and that is when the results showed Butterball with CRF. She slowly declined over the next 5 months no matter what treatment we did. On 12/6 she wasn't being herself or hardly moving around, so I took her to the emergency vet and they started IV fluids because she was dehydrated. She quickly declined over the next two days and there was nothing else we could do for her but to let her go. It was the last gift we could give her even though it was a very hard decision for us. We were hoping to be with her for many years to come, but we are so thankful for the short time she was part of lives. She will live on forever in our hearts! She was our little girl and will be missed dearly. We hope she has peace now and will be able to meet her original caregiver at the Rainbow Bridge. God speed little one. We love you Butterball!!!

Button was my heart, I can't tell you how many times I have cried about something and he has always been there for me. He was my shadow everywhere I went he was with me, on trips or just outside to feed the horses. At night he cuddled me. Everything that I do now that he is gone I think about the last time I did it button was with me but he isn't here now. I cry all of the time just thinking about him. He was the sweetest dog, always jumping in my lap to cuddle. This past Friday we went outside to do chores (me and the dogs)and after a while I noticed he was gone. He has gotten out before and it's hard to find him when he does so I left the gate open a bit. When it was dark I called for him and thought I heard him so I got in the car with my lab to look for him. He wasn't anywhere, as I pulled in the driveway I saw him just by the mailbox. I can't describe what I felt, I guess everyone here knows but it was like my insides had been ripped out. He and Belle my lab are like my children so it hurt just like I lost a child. No one really understands and I get the get over it looks. That dog was something special to me and to lose him so young and so unexpectedly has really torn me up. I think I will walk around the corner and he will be there, I can't bring myself visit his grave and I feel horrible for it. I love him and Belle more than I can describe but he always seemed like he couldn't do without me he loved me with his whole heart and I dunno if I will ever find that again. I feel like it's my fault that I have to do without him now, I should have made sure that he wasn't able to get out. Thanks for this, it really helps to get this out I wanted to add his many nicknames lol. His tongue we called his Love, so his nickname was Button Love Dr, Little man, and Button love. I still say it out loud sometimes like I used to when I talk to my dogs