Year 2011 Tributes

For pet names beginning with "B".

B, you will truly be missed! You were my best friend and loyal companion. As a stay kitten walking up our driveway until your last days you have brought all of us many smiles. Over the last 20+ years I could not have asked for a better pet and friend. As a piece of my heart is gone with you, always remember we loved and cared for you deeply. You will never be forgotten!  
We LOVE you B~  
Mom and Dad (Amy and Paul)

Baba followed one of my other cat's home. I truly believe that an angel sent him to me. I had 14 years filled with wonderful memories. I don't think he knew he was a cat. He liked listening to jazz music and had a wardrobe of bandanas and ties that he enjoyed wearing. He was much more than a pet, he was a companion. He was big in stature and personality. Friends and family marveled at his beauty. He was a legend on Seventh Street. I couldn't imagine how life would be without him - he was one of those "once in a lifetime" creatures that I was blessed to have in my life. I miss Babalouie more than words can describe. He was a blessing. I love and miss you B!

In loving memory of my Baby

You came to live with us as a companion to your half-brother, Bogart. HE was the puppy of our hearts, and you started out as part of a duo.. Maybe you knew it for you were quite aloof with us for a few months. Then you had to have abdominal surgery and you learned how much we loved you, and we learned how much we loved you back!!

You had a tail that wagged slowly.. Your daddy called it your " windshield wiper" speed wag. You studied people and all creatures silently and thoughtfully with your extreme intelligence and your big warm brown eyes. You were our " Little Bits" even after you grew a bit fluffy in your later years.

You were the only dog we've ever had who loved all creatures great and small. Chipmunks, squirrels, birds, wild turkeys, and all people. YOU were the dog who helped welcome a new puppy into the household when we found a special boy or girl at a premiere breeder's. You were the one who would literally put your body between two quarreling dogs in the household.

You were our peacemaker. You were our " Mama" dog, althugh you never had a litter, of course.  
I believe you understood us very well Bacall. I hope so much you understand that we didn't KNOW you had cancer. You hid it very well, and your illness took you to a drastically bad place in warp speed. I have wondered and will always wonder if I could have saved you had I known, but Bacall, you didn't want us to know. You hid your illness until the last day of your life.

I hope you could feel our love as we held you outdoors, the sun and light breeze on your fur, as the vet gave you the medication which sent you to the Rainbow Bridge. IF I COULD HAVE, I WOULD HAVE HELD YOU FOREVER, MY BABY GIRL.. I still wake up nights crying for you and feeling the guilt of not knowing you were sick until it was way too late. Your brothers and sisters, the other Bichons and Maltese, miss you and the older dogs will look for you until the day you are re-united with them. My darling girl, please love my daddy.. He loved dogs and all animals so much.

Thank you, God, for the joy of a little white fur baby named Bacall. Thank you for 12 precious years spent living with and learning from her.

Dave and Amanda Turnock

Bailey was a great little dog with a giant heart. It will be so sad not to see him in the Christmas pictures by the christmas tree while the kids open presents. He was a happy puppy and thats why i picked him at the pet store. today he had to be put down because he was having trouble walking, seeing , hearing, and controlling his bladder. My heart hurts today. He was not like a son but more a brother. I wish the option of not having a ____ vet putting him down was not available. Ill miss Bailey...Say hi to Miley, Biscut,Jeffrey the cat and Carley Badger. Anthony Monfredo

Happy Birthday Bailey!

I just want you to know that I miss you and I will always love you. I hope that you are happy and having fun with new friends. You are the best buddy I ever had and I am looking forward to the time when we will be reunited forever.

Love,

Dad

Bailey, my big beautiful buddy, for the past 12 1/2 years you have been my loyal and trusting companion, and for that I will always be grateful. You will live on forever in my heart and I will hear your soft purring in my dreams. Your spirit now runs free in the Red Rock country of Sedona, Arizona. I will come there for you one day and together we will cross the Rainbow Bridge together where we will share our love and lives once again for all times. Til that day know that you are missed terribly but always loved and never forgotten.

Bailey -- my wonderfully goofy Lab mix, rescued from a kill-shelter minutes before you were to be put down the day after Thanksgiving in 1997, loyal pack leader to the two beagles who loved and followed you everywhere, unfailingly sweet presence for nearly a decade at Harvard events, leaning your head on laps or doing your "sit-hello," paw raised seeking pats or snuggles, mistress of "your" yard and block in Wayland, "Big Bailey" to young H as he learned about dogs. What a truly special girl you've been for all these years, and how unspeakably much we'll miss you! Rest now with Sebastian, Guinness, HKat, Eeyore, Moses, Magoo, and Bo with whom you shared such good times, and with King, Custer, Mully, Fen, Caesar, and Garfy who came before you. Lyle, Oscar WildeCat, Tyler, and the people who have loved you so very, very much.

bailey, you were with me for fifteen years, you were such a sweet dog and i will always miss you. your brother and sister miss u to. i miss the pitter patter of your feet you were always waiting for me whereever i was. life is short but shorter for our four legged friends, if i could have chosen i would have u until the day i died. i miss u soo much my friend, i will love you forever. rest in peace my friend. i hope u are running around with your sisters and brothers before you. i love you. your mom

Bailey Fritz Weems  
How I love and miss you. You will always be remembered by family and friends, but especially by me, (Momma), Roger, Braden, and Jennifer. You blessed my life for almost 16 years. You were and still are a beautiful brownish red cocker spaniel with big brown eyes. Thank you for loving me and for being a loyal companion. You always listened to me, and you never told any of my secrets. I always called you Nurse Bailey when I was sick, because you would never leave my side. You watched over me until I was well. I will never forget how you ate my milk shake when I was sick. I will always remember and miss you meeting me at the door with a toy in your mouth, a wagging tail, and the running frenzy you would have. I will always remember how you loved to play - BUBBLES, (your passion), fetch, keep away, and hide n seek. Your favorite toys were babies and balls. You always loved to unwrap your Christmas gifts all by yourself. Your technique for begging for food always worked. A gentle nudge in the lap, and a look into those big brown eyes worked every time. You always got a bite. You always barked and protested at my Halloween houses and the Christmas train. I can still hear the clinking of you dog tag when it would hit your food bowl or when you were running thru the house. Let's not forget how I could come home sometime to find you crying for me. You always loved to go bye-bye, and I don't care where we were going, you wanted to go. When you were a puppy you loved to chase the leaves. Thank you for keeping me warm at night by snuggling up to me or sleeping on my feet. I am so sorry that your little heart gave out on you, but I must remember that God gives us bodies that wear out so we can go home, and that is where you are now, in heaven. You were called home on Tuesday, August 30, 2011 at 6:00 a.m. You were only 15 yrs and 10 months old. I had let you outside to potty, gave you your heart medicine, was fixing your breakfast, and you went into the living room to play with your ball, and your heart stopped. You were not alone, Roger was with you. I tried to save you, but Jesus said it was time for you to go. You are buried outside our bedroom window underneath a shade tree, and with you I placed your favorite toys, and your favorite bandanna that says I am Moma's dog. I promise to watch over you like you did me, and everytime I see your grave I pray you think of me. When Jesus calls me home, we will then be reunited. I then can give you a big hug, kiss, and pat on the head, and we will never be separated again. I promise you a lot of hugs, kisses, and rubs behind the ears. Please watch over all my loved ones that are in heaven with you. I get great comfort from Romans 8:19-23 - God promises pets eternal life in heaven. I love you with all my heart where you will always be.  
Becky and Roger  
(Momma)

Bailey James Conway was 1 of the sweetest dogs anyone could ever meet when entering the Conway house. He greeted many guests over the years and made them feel very welcome. Bailey had not only the face but the heart of an angel. He loved his family with his whole heart and soul epecially when they'd sneak him a cashew now and then which was 1 of his favorite treats. He always posed so cute for pictures whether he was wearing his snuggie or just laying by the window watching the squirrels run around. Bailey died suddenly during the night with his loving family around him laying in his mom's arms. Please remember Bailey as well as the entire Conway family in your thoughts and prayers.

…To all who were fortunate enough to meet him, Bam Bam was a happy , loveable , loyal , sweet gentle giant who really truly was a good dog and those are true words.
He was a child to the family and His loveable kind demeanor endeared him to all my friends and neighbors I shared his presence with… They knew how he really was and he would melt your heart …He was loved and always will be.

Bam died unexpectedly 12/09/2010……..I will remember the almost 12 years we were friends for the rest of my life. I hope soon enough the memories of fun times I had with him will replace my terrible grief right now….Love forever to the one and only Bam…Will miss you

He was so unique. Its so hard to come to grips he is not here.

Thinking of first time he came home to live here and how he got his name. His big over grown paws he hadnt grown into yet, thumping the hardwood floors BAM BAM !
So many things we been thru, He came to me at a down time in my life, And he was ALWAYS there for me....Just showing love unconditionally.

He was a giant of a Dobie .He loved his rides in the car and i remember just having a small Honda Prelude when he came to live with me, He would turn around in the back seat and the whole car would shift and roll...I learned i needed to get to a big sedan or truck..... Problem solved :)

He was childlike ,He was an extraordinary Dobie, Silly and goofy like a kid and a loveable kind demeanor . He wanted nothing more than to just be loved …He was and will always be loved.

I miss watching football with him on Sundays... going for walks..Playing in the backyard .He would be right by my side. I constantly look over to his bed and sometimes break down because he isnt here. I dont have the heart to remove his bed no matter how hard it pains me to look at it empty, Sometimes i think he is just gone for a bit and he will be back.

Bam held his beautiful formidable appearance right through his senior years. He would protect me just through his show of force stance he always took by my side and he would wait eagerly for me to tell him all was ok with a stranger ..he wanted the opportunity to make a new friend above all.... get close enough and those floppy ears and pretty eyes and wagging rear end (he would wag his whole behind rather than just his tail) told the true story of his nature….I could never imagine him hurting anyone… But I would never admit to strangers he was a loveable creampuff….But if you got close enough to stare in to his eyes , You would know how sweet he was. He wanted first to love people and would look first for the opportunity to get some affection.

He was so gentle around kids, He LOVED them.
He was my greatest friend ever, My child, ….Love forever to the one and only Bam…Will miss you and love you forever Bammy...we all will !!

I was blessed with 17 years with this wonderful puppy. He will forever be missed. I wanted to share a poem someone sent me when it came time to put him to sleep. It really helped me!

IF IT SHOULD BE

If it should be that I grow weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cannot be won.

You will be sad, I understand.
Don't let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest,
Your love for me must stand the test.

We've had so many happy years.
What is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so,
The time has come - please let me go.

Take me where my need they'll tend,
And please stay with me until the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time that you will see
The kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.

Please do not grieve - it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years,
Don't let your heart hold back it's tears.

My dear Baracca,

You were not my choice, buy you were my family. I hope I have changed your life, because you have changed mine. You were taken all too soon from me. You had issues against you that were not disclosed to me. I wish I knew. Even if I knew, you made a difference in my life and in my son's life. I hope I made your life a great one, You left me way too soon. I mourn this. I can't stop crying. I did my best and I knew you did the same. Oh, I wish you didn't leave me, and if I got to call the shots, you would be still here. I hope I made you a better cat, but you make me a better woman and mother. I love you and you will never be forgetten. Love, your mom!!!!!!!!!!

Run and play my precious Barley. Be happy and well again. You were my life and I am so lonely without you. I have sent you on a journey to a land free from pain not because I did not love you but because I loved you too much to force you to stay. I did not want the cancer to eat away at your joyful spirit or rob you of your dignity. Chase those tennis balls at breakneck speed baby boy, and make new friends as you have always done.

I cherish your yellow duck and blue octopus, two of your favorite toys which you brought to me so many times each day. You were with me through some scary times in my life and words can’t express how thankful I am for your faithful companionship. I would not have made it through without you. Thank you for walking through your life by my side, absorbing my sadnesses and celebrating my joys.

Now I asm the one with separation anxiety but find comfort remembering how lucky we were to have had each other and all the wonderful things we did together. You taught me a lot and I hope I can apply those lessons to my life in your memory. Trust your loved ones, be stoic when you hurt, be friendly to everyone, make a stranger your friend, and above all…be patient.

My heart is broken, and the tears flow as I write this and every day when I go past all the places we explored and loved. I still hear your paw steps at night and the sound of you drinking from your water dish. I see you patiently waiting for me to get ready to go for a walk, play or fill the food bowl. I see you sitting in the back seat of our car and resting your head on the back window ledge as you made friends with the people in the cars behind us on trips. I see your ears flapping in the wind as you walked or ran. I still feel the warmth of your body leaning against my leg. I miss giving you those big dog hugs and planting kisses on your beautiful face. You were the perfect dog for me in every way.

You were so loving, even at the last moment of your life when you put your paw on my arm to reassure me that it was okay and that you loved me too. We made a great team and although temporarily apart, we will be reunited at the Rainbow Bridge… for you are my heaven.

I love you Barley and was so proud to be your Mom.

You were our baby for 19 years and we miss you so much. We will meet you at the Rainbow Bridge. Be a good boy. We love you so much.

Beanie baby, mom and dad and Star miss you so much especially at 4am when you were on the table, waiting for breakfast. You were the start of our day, and made our day. We felt so sorry for the suffering you were going through, but felt you were better here at home in familiar surroundings (especially when your eyesight was so bad off) that you had to rely on instinct to manouver around the house. We know you are in kitty heaven because you were such a good cat you couldn't end up anywhere else. Thanks for all the happy years.

My sweet sweet Bear, words cannot express the hole in my heart that your passing has left. I spent more time with you than any other living being in my life. For that privilege, I am honored and blessed. You never met a stranger and loved all unconditionally. I was never alone after you came into my life. You saw me through my darkest hours and celebrated my happiest moments with me. Even now I can feel you with me. Your precious brother Beethoven is heartbroken as well. We are trying to comfort eachother, but you were the one who always did that for us. I pray that you knew how very much you were loved. Your precious face will be etched in my mind forever. Thank you for giving me the best days of my life. With every ounce of love in my heart, Mom.

You left this world a little over a month ago. You will LIVE FOREVER in my heart,memories and soul. You protected and loved me just as much. I will Love you for eternity. MISS YOU EVERY SECOND OF MY LIFE. See You On The Other Side Of THE BRIDGE. my son.

I lost you yesterday and I still find it hard to believe that I'll never see you again. Everwhere I look brings back reminders of you. I know that I have gone through this with many of your companions but the pain never gets easier. I hope with all my heart that you are reunited with them and happier than ever. I love you sweet boy and know how much you loved me too. You were literally my shadow. I pray that I did the right thing for you. It haunts me with doubt, but I know you were failing fast and I tried everything I could. Be happy sweet boy - until we meet again. I love you, Mom

Dear Beau,

I miss you so very much. I know you are at peace now with Lady and Lucky. You brought such happiness into my life for close to 8 years. I am sitting at my computer with so many tears in my eyes because my life is so empty without you. I will probably soon get another dog, but he/she will never be able to replace you. I will miss our 2 beautiful walks a day out on the trail. I will miss petting you every night before we went to sleep. All your friends on the trail and my family and friends wish you a pleasant journey. We will meet again someday and until then always know that my life was always better since you came into my life. I know I am crying for myself because I miss you, but please forgive me. I know you are probably chasing squirrels and chewing on your favorite treats. Just remember you will also be part of me and in my heart. And one more thing please ask God to give me the strength to heal.

To my best friend

I love you so very much

Joel

Dear Beau,

You were the greatest little dog ever. You took on dogs so much larger than you. You didn't know size mattered in some cases. You were the best buddy to Ringo the German Shepherd. Bet you two are playing now. Dixie, your mate, will miss you. We will do our best to pamper her. I know she will grieve. She was looking for you this morning from the porch.

All of us will miss your cute bo-legged walk; your limp from trying to show Layla the German Shepherd you were the man of the house; the way you growled when I would hold you even when you had been hurt; stealing our socks for a game of tug-o-war; and your annoying chop-chop bark that meant you would be let out. You were the boss of our critter kingdom, Beau.

We were told Jack Russells have a life expectancy of 8 years. We had you twice that, but I still can't believe you are gone. I just bought you so goodies last night. I'll share them with Dixie for you. No more games of Hunt 'em up or chasing squirrels. Cherry the barn cat will miss playing hide and seek, too.

You were the best friend to all three of our children. They grew up always having you. They will never forget you.

You will never leave our hearts, little man.

Love,  
Momma, Daddy and all the other babies

I still feel your love even when is almost a year you been gone.  
I still remember when my friend gave me you and how I was undecided on your name--but your mom Esthela was the one that choose to call you BEAUTY and it really fit you.

I miss you a lot even when you left Daisy to keep me company--is your ways I being quiet resting next to me,the tenderness of your love---You were the best medecine for me when I was very depressed and you were with me when I was feeling alone.

I will never understand why you left me maybe you were tired or maybe you though that with Daisy I was more than happy-it make me think that I never did enough for you but you can see from where you are that you re always going to be my baby and my love.

I will always Love you and I hope someday we will be together forever

You were a special dog at first I didn't realize how special you were because I received you while I was grieving the lost of my 1st pet, as time went on you helped me to heal, then I rescued you two more brothers whom you nurtured and protected and loved beyond belief. you loved being stroked behind the ears and "daddy" loved doing this and you knew it, every day you waited for him by the door for your personal session with him. then you waited for me to love you with treats hugs and kisses, You followed me every where you were my shadow always at my feet waiting content to be in my presence. Your leaving so suddenly is such pain for all of us, your Brothers your "daddy" and "mama' and the tears we cry the questions we ask ourselves" why" we will never know but this we know we loved you beyond your knowledge we gave you the best of ourselves. and you loved us all unconditionally. The pain of separation is so great. Calvin Mary, Sparky & Duff GoodNight BeBe we will meet you at the Bridge In the Morning.

You were born on Wednesday, April 5th, 2000. I brought you home six weeks later on a Saturday. You were such a small thing. Everything about you was small. Except your heart. That and your huge “pinky skin” belly!

Do you remember when you couldn’t climb the stairs at Summit Park Rd.? Always having to be carried up. You did make valiant efforts to climb them. Front legs on the very edge of one step, hind legs desperately trying to follow. Going down was a little bit easier. You would just jump down, one step at a time. Never by yourself though. You always just wanted to “be” with me. Remember how you used to lay on my chest and go to sleep whenever I laid down on the “Guys” couch? I have a picture of that. The two of us, out like a light.

Remember how every night that I was off, we would sit together on the “Guys” couch and watch T.V. I remember how you would get all flustered and annoyed if anyone sat in your spot. The right side was yours, the left was mine. That was our special place for just the two of us. Until I would lie back and use you as a pillow. You would get so mad at me and bite at my hair showing your disapproval and I would laugh and eventually sit up. Then everything was right with the world and you would settle down. And you were the toughest German Shepherd in Rockland. You had your own tattoo. Always remember, that was my number that was tattooed on you. You are the only dog I have ever heard of that had one. Do you remember how I put Bacitracin on it when it was fresh? Remember that?

The first time you ever saw snow was priceless. You had no idea what it was or where it came from. I remember how I had to shovel a patch of snow in the yard for you to show you that grass was under it and it was ok to pee and poop. You loved playing in it. Getting covered in it, running through it, rolling in it. And the higher it was, the more you enjoyed it. You really liked eating it. Even though it would make you sick to your stomach… it still never stopped you.

Remember how you hated to be alone at night? Always having to be in the bedroom to sleep. And it had to be in your crate. If you weren’t in your crate, you let me know about it and that you weren’t happy!

Do you remember how you loved to be out in the backyard. The time you chased a toy all the way to the back and temporarily lost sight of me. How you cried and whimpered. I thought something was wrong, so I rushed out to find you . The moment you saw me, you started running as fast as you could to me, forgetting about the toy. I think you were scared, thinking that you were all alone.

The pool. You loved to show everyone how you could swim. I can go into the pool, I can go out of the pool, I can go into the pool, I can go out of the pool. I think if I let you, you would’ve done that till it was empty! Jumping down the steps and “Whoosh” you would swim a lap around, then right back up the stairs to “shake” about five gallons of water off. And I swear to this day you were smiling every time!

Remember all the birthday’s and Christmas‘s we shared. Some how you always knew the dates or knew when time was short on those holidays. New “babies” and squeaky toys. How you loved your babies. Ever since you were a puppy and had gotten your first “Baby” you would receive a new one every holiday and birthday. You would just carry them around with you and when you were upset about something you would sulk with them. They were your safety blanket, your comfort zone. Every birthday had vanilla cupcakes with the birthday song that you always happily howled to. Every major holiday with “special” dinners that always consisted of everything that was cooked.

All the times we sang together. Me, you and Lamb. Singing “Poopin’ in my Yard” to the tune of “Duke of Earl”, “Feed me my Mother Fuckin’ Dinner” to the theme of Star Trek Voyager and “A little bit of Levi“ to the sound of “Mambo # 5“. I know, deep in my heart that you recognized these tunes and you and Levi would howl to their beat. No one will ever tell me different. Not a chance!

Your “Bell’s of Disapproval”. Nothing but sleigh bells on a leather strap that hang. But when you didn’t like something that was going on, you would walk up to them and nudge them with your nose till they rang, letting all in the house know… you disapproved of what’s going on and it better stop.

Do you remember all the times we played “Foot”? As long as I was wearing some kind of footwear it was game on. I would tap my foot on the floor and you would attack and growl with such ferocity till it stopped moving. You were so proud and happy that you beat that bad foot. You always did win at that game. Do you remember that?

Remember your “pipe”. A piece of 4” black drain piping about three feet long? You would carry that around, sticking out either long ways over your nose like a prosthetic or long ways, knocking it into everything in your path. You loved that pipe. I think I finally got rid of it after you chewed it to death.

And “Light”. You love that damn laser light. You would chase that for as long as we let you. Running in big circles, following it when we used to shine it on the fence. Never taking your eyes off it. Growling when you couldn’t catch it. But you never gave up. Not once.

Remember how every night you would come to me in bed. You would nudge me in the face with your nose, waiting for me to gently pat you on the head. That was our special way of saying “Goodnight my friend, I’ll see you in the morning”.

Do you remember the last time we played in the yard and the last time we played “light“? It was Sunday, January 9th, 2011. You were squeaking away with your football in the snow. Growling and “getting” your small Jolly Ball. Frolicking in the snow. You were so happy. Even when my feet got cold from the snow, I didn’t care. You were having a happy moment and that’s all that mattered to me. Later when it got dark I tried to get you to play “light” one last time. You tried valiantly… but I saw it wasn’t in you anymore. You did perk up a bit, but your running and chasing were over. That’s when the first crack was heard. The first crack of my heart. Tonight is the last night we will ever have together… No more “guy’s couch”, no more “light”, no more “foot”, no singing… just the slow cracking of my heart…

Do you remember? Do you remember all the good times… all the times that we shared together? The trips to the firehouse? The trip to my Dad’s house where you pooped on his prized grass? The Halloween and New Years Eve parties? The BBQ’s out on the patio and deck? All the special dinners? All the treats and toys?

Do you know how much I love you? How much I care for your well being? Do you know how much you mean to me? How important you are to me? I hope and pray that you do. I hope you know that when you go, a big piece of what remains of my heart also goes with you. You were one of the very few “good” things that I’ve ever had in my life. You showed me what unconditional love is... And taught me how to love unconditionally. I will never forget what you brought into my life… joy, happiness, contentment and fulfillment… as well as sorrow and grief in these last days. You are my Bestest Buddy. My Bestest Friend. You always have been and always will be. You… are my heart…

You were born on Wednesday, April 5th, 2000. Diagnosed with cancer on Thursday, December 9th, 2010. It was confirmed with a CAT Scan on the following week, Thursday, December 16th. The initial vet’s report told me that you’d last about 2, 2 and a half months. They lied… You stopped eating Thursday evening, January 6th. You would just eat little bits here and there. Today, January 10th, 2011 you went to sleep for the final time at 1:43 pm.

Good-bye my Bestest Buddy… my Bestest Friend… I will love, cherish and miss you always…

The sweetest, loving, beautiful girl!! You are so dearly missed my sweet Bella!! Your time here was way too short!!
You were a precious gift from God to us - to me. I loved everything about you - you were so much joy and love in such a small package. I love you more than words can express and it is my deepest prayer that I will one day be able to squeeze you tight and feel the love of your kisses again!! I did not know that I could still love this hard in this life time but you broke through that wall baby girl!! Cancer took you from me way too soon - but I thank you God for every moment that I had with her!!

We love you little girl more than words could ever express you were our little angel we will carry you with us everyday of our lives. You gave us all so much joy, hapiness and love! Mommy and daddys girl! Love forever and always Mommy Daddy Grandma's (Grandmas Girl), other grandma, pap, Isaiah, Emily, Bridget, and your dog brothers and sisters Pearl, Summer, and Copper!

Bella Boo I miss you so much. You are loved and missed everyday. Even Bear misses you! He hasn't been the same since you left us. I can't wait to bring you home and place you in your resting box. It was such a shock when the vet said what was wrong with you. My only hope is that you did not suffer. I know you did not want to leave us, just as we did not want you to leave, but I couldn't watch you struggle to breath. When you wouldn't take a bisquit or a treat I knew something was terribly wrong. Cause you could eat a box if we let you! You loved your treats. I love you and miss you very much! I hope Dad and Max met you at the Rainbow Bridge. I love you Bella Boo!

Belle,you were in our life for only a short time but the impact you left will forever be with us....you were such a sweetheart and cuddlier. The pain of losing you will be with us forever!! We will miss you!! As you wait at the Rainbow Bridge remember you are loved as if you were our child, friend and companion!! Look for Nicki and let him know you are his little sister you and he will be able to play together until we all can be together again!!

A farewell to Lucky the kitty that lived at my parent’s house. I never really knew him, he usually hid when visitors came over, his name was actually Bennie, my mom and dad called him Kitty, but I called him Lucky. I got to know him a little when I moved in. I would see him in the morning around 6:00 am when I fed the mama cat, he would slowly walk over and stare at me, stare at the dish, and I would get him the wet food. He usually had ½ a can in the fridge, which puzzled me because Lucky barely weighed 5 lbs but mom said he was 18 and was getting ready to die. He would eat the can and while I was eating my breakfast and would stare at me and I would always open a new can and he would eat it all. Eventually I would give him whatever was left at night when I took my shower, and we would have a little chat and scratch.

He used to sleep in the closet where I’m staying and when I closed the door at night he used to tap the door to come in and tap it to go out. He started sleeping in the shower and my mom said he goes in there to drink the water. He looked really old and moved really slow and if he felt annoyed he would slowly walk away.

He loved my mom and dad, when my mom was in the hospital he cried every night at her bed and that really hit home with my dad and made my mom’s absence real. When mom came home Lucky was happy and stayed by her side. When mom got better he would sit on the couch between them until it was time for bed and let them know it was time for lights out.

The last couple of weeks I knew his time was about over, when I fed and sang with the Mama cat (who is a feral cat I had spayed) he would watch from the door, and last Thursday he sauntered over and ate from the mama cat’s food and the Mama cat moved over and let him eat, I was really touched by this, and it was the last time I saw him really involved in his surroundings. Friday morning he looked at me a usual but there seemed to be sadness about him, he didn’t sing like normal and he kept eating and drinking real slow. When I came home that night he was missing and came out late at night, and slept in his litter box. He slept the rest of the weekend and stayed in one spot, and didn’t respond when stroked. Sunday night we all knew he wasn’t happy and it was time. Monday he saw a vet and joined the universe. I remembered I had taken a photo of him and got some copies and the reality hit home he was leaving. This morning I said goodbye and by 10:00 he was gone, the idea he might be throw in the trash bothered my mom so arrangements were made to have him cremated with other kitties and ashes spread in the mountains.

Finally, why I called him Lucky, my sister got a cat and was living with a sociopath when she couldn’t take it she moved in with my parents, this was about 15 years ago. The cat got out and my sister was very upset and called the pound daily. Finally she got a call the cat was there and came home. The Cat took to the surroundings especially my parents, when they were petting him they noticed he had no claws, the wrong Kitty came home, but since the new kitty bonded with my parents and my sister didn’t notice the difference. He stayed, a comfort to my parents, a sometime companion to my sister, and a part of the family. The house seems empty without you Lucky, I truly hope you didn’t suffer anymore than you wanted to, and I appreciate you letting us know it was time

You can tell by the photo he is old, you can also tell he had a good life by his pose

Bentley, words can't describe what you mean to mommy and daddy. Your great big eyes (even though you could not see), your sooo soft precious ears, your beautiful little wrinkles and face. You brought such laughter and love to mommy and daddy, its soo lonely and different without you here. I want you with me cuddling on the couch and barking because your want more food or peanut butter in you kong, popcorn on Monday nights with daddy! There is not a second that goes by that your not thought of or tears are being shed because you are so missed little buddy.. There is definably one Bentley and that was you. Thank you soooo much for our 8 years together if loved could have kept you here you never would have had to go.. mommy and daddy LOVES and MISSES you dearly always and forever you will hold a place in our hearts.xoxoxoxoxoxo ,I could xoxoxo forever and it would never be enough kisses for you my little angel..we are always with you-you will never be forgotten..Love mommy Heather and daddy Justin

MY LOVING BENZ,  
MY HEART IS HURTING , MY TEARS ARE FLOWING, I KNOW MY LOVING BENZ YOU ARE AT RAINBOWS BRIDGE WITH PRINCESS AND HERSHEY. WHICH TAKES SOME OF MY PAIN AWAY. BENZ WHEN I FOUND YOU, YOU LOOKED SO SAD AND SCARED AND I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU AT FIRST GLANCE. MY FRIENDS HELPED ME NAME YOU AND THEY FELT THAT I HAD A MERCEDES BENZ, WE SHOULD CALL YOU BENZ. YOU WHERE STRONG AND CLASSY AND YOU TOOK CHARGE. MY DAD LOVED TO PLAY WITH YOU BECAUSE YOU WHERE SO FUNNY.

THEN CAME STEVEN YOUR DAD INTO ARE LIVES AND HIS DOG HERSHEY,OH MAN HOW YOU LOVED TO PLAY WITH HER. PRINCESS DID NOT WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE BOTH OF YOU..OF COURSE HERSHEY BEING A SHORT HAIR POINTER YOU DID HAVE A HARD TIME KEEPIN UP WITH HER YOU WOULD CHANCE HER ALL OVER THE BACK YARD , BUT WHEN SHE LAYED DOWN YOU WOULD ROLL ALL OVER HER. YOU LOVED TO STEAL THE DOG COOKIES FROM PRINCESS AND HERSHEY, BENZ I CAN GO ON AND ON BECAUSE YOU GAVE ME SO MUCH LOVE, LAUGHTER, JOY FOR 14 YEARS.

SKIPPY YOUR PAL OF 2YRS IS GOING TO MISS YOU BUDDY. HE LOVED TO TEASE YOU AND OF COURSE CLEAN YOU EYES DAILY. SKIPPY KEPT AN EYE ON YOU, LAYED DOWN BY YOU EVERY NIGHT, I KNOW HE IS MISSING YOU.

BENZ MY BUDDY THANK YOU FOR COMING INTO MY LIFE. I WILL NEVER EVER FORGET YOU BENZ. PLEASE WAIT FOR ME I WILL BE WITH YOU SOMEDAY WHEN GOD CALLS FOR ME, I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN I LOVE YOU SO VERY MUCH DON'T EVER FORGET ME  
LOVE YOUR MOM ROSEMARIE AND DAD STEVEN AND YOUR FURRY PAL SKIPPY

Bernard You were such a good boy. Even though we had you only five years, you will forever be in our hearts. We miss you so much and we will love you forever. Watch over us my furry friend and I will see you one day. Till we meet again I will love you always. Kisses and Hugs Mom and Dad

You were the love of my life. You came into our lives when you were just 5 weeks old. Originally, we were going to get a light blonde female golden retriever, but you followed Scott from the minute we walked in and we came home with a dark red boy. While you and the kids were growing up, you spent time alone as we went to their events--but you were always waiting when we got back with a tail wagging and bone or ball in your mouth. Too quickly, the years passed and the kids were in college, but you stayed and were the reason I looked forward to the weekend and days off from work. Always loving, always here. And then the arthritis came. One day you couldn't get up and I didn't know why. I was so afraid, but the vet said he's older and it's arthritis--we can treat it. So we did. For 17 months you took your medicine and kept on loving. When you made it to this fall, I began hoping that you would be around for Christmas, but I also worried about how you were going to do the steps when it was icy and snowy. I know towards the end you were staying just for me. And then one day you couldn't get up. We rushed you to the vet who was trying to be kind when she said "maybe it was a seizure." She gave you some morphine and we took you home. You were so horrified when you couldn't get up to go to the bathroom because you had been house trained so easily, so I knew it was time. I cried all day and all night. The next morning I called the vet and scheduled what I knew was going to break my heart. All day, I kept begging you to get up, but you just couldn't do it anymore. I had you for 13 1/2 years and I am so heartbroken that you are gone. The vet said I gave you a gift when I let you go and I know that's true, but it hurts so badly. I will miss and love you always.

We are having our Brittany, Bethy, euthanized on Sat. She has liver failure and subsequent superficial necrolytic dermatitis which sounds benign but is horrendously debilitating and painful and we have done everything we can do with IV treatments, meds, supplements and special diet and it isn't working. She doesn't eat well, is in constant pain, breathing labored, pooping in house, disoriented and I know it is just time to help her finish her life with love and dignity but it is still so hard.  
I am in the process of moving to Maryland, taking our fourth child to start college, menopause, empty nest, and losing my most faithful friend of 12 yrs. and 8+ mos. I made all the arrangements today but know I will stay here with my daughter while my husband and two sons take her to the vet one last time. My husband has been working in Maryland for a year and a half so I have been doing everything alone. I will be thankful to start a new chapter in Maryland but this is one of the most difficult transition times I have gone through in my 54 years.  
Thanks for listening. Peace to my Bethy girl.

To my amazing, loveable kitty, Big- There are no words to tell you how much I love you and how terribly you are missed. There is a hole in my heart now and forever. You changed me for the better and I am so grateful you came into my life. You were my cuddly best friend. Rest in Peace my sweet sweet kitty. I love you- xoxo

Bubba, my love you were my heart. I miss you so much and the house seems so empty without you. You helped raise Smokey, Carrie and Donna Joy. They are still wondering what happened to you.  
I remember that day in July of 1992 when you reached out and grabbed my arm in the Vet's office as if to say look at me here I am ready to go home with you. I was smittened at once and would not see the others available just had to have you.  
You have been there for me as my comforter thru 19 years. Thru all the turmoil of caregiving and death of my Mom too. I will always love you for your warm affection.  
With heartfelt love Mama

Big Ole Fat Ole Mean Ole Kitty did not come to me in a normal way. He had been attacked by a big black cat at the apartment complex. I had never seen him until after this had happened. He lived in a part of the complex further away. He had no collar so I had no way to find his owner. He had a big infection on his shoulder and needed attention. My cat rescue sister provided me with antibiotics that I could dump directly into it. It worked. But he started wondering off for a few days. Finally when he returned, he was sporting a collar with a phone #. I call it and found his EX owner. She explains that she feeds all the cats in the area even at the dumpsters. This cat was her baby. But she was feeding a big black "Bully" cat one day and it just happened to be the cat that bit him and gave him the infection. When he saw he feeding him, there was a divorce. He would not let her her close to him without him swatting and hissing at her. She informed me that he now loves me and she needs to let him go. I kept him and he had been such a joy. He stayed with me for 8 years, helping me the hardest part of my life by just being there during recovery from the loss of everything, except family, due to drugs and behavior addictions. I now am well past that and live in Philadelphia. Driving here with Big Ole Fat Ole Mean Ole Kitty was a great start. My true friend .... I love you and miss you so much. I wish I could rub your belly again as you flop down on the bed, only to jump off the bed when I stop rubbing. I need to thank you for finding and choosing me. Nothing in the world happens by chance. Big Ole Fat Ole Mean Ole Kitty I will think of you every day, knowing you are no longer in pain bring relief somewhat but would prefer to have you here with me. You are missed and loved very deeply my best friend.

Every once in awhile somebody comes along whose very presence can light up your day. You cannot help but smile when you see them; cannot resist sitting them down on your lap and enjoying the rarest of all rarities: unconditional love. This was true of our cat Blackie. Blackie boy found us (apparently abandoned by his first "family") in 1998 and was so skinny and tussled that our other cats (none usually friendly to strange members of their own species) allowed him room on the back porch to lie down and sleep. The (then) matriarch Calico--a kitty so tough that she actually bit the ear off of a German Shepherd that cornered her--actually curled up with Blackie, licked his minor wounds and even walked him to the dry cat food dish we leave out during the day inviting him to eat. I would not have been more surprised than I was at this behavior on the part of Calico had a fried egg winked at me.

The next morning I invited Blackie inside--again (amazingly) without complaint from Calico--fed him, petted him whilst he buzzed like a motorboat, looked him over for any injuries I might have missed from a distance and took him to the veterinarian for his shots and to have him fixed. (Maybe this is a male thing, but I shudder every time I think about that surgery...) From that day forward we were Blackie's people and he paid his way by being the only animal I've ever known who was simply love wrapped up in soft black fur. As the years went by I found myself loving this beautiful and loving little cat (Blackie only weighed about 7.5lbs [that's about 2.2 kilos]) more and more. In fact, I loved him so much so that upon discovering that a neighborhood teenager had actually shot poor Blackie with a pellet gun I did something I have not done in many years: I intentionally beat that 19-year-old punk half to death holding 2.5lb weights in each hand. I probably wouldn't have stopped at only "half" had not my wife stopped me, because I'm afraid that my anger was closer to uncontrollable rage...

One thing that I have always believed in is that it is selfish for a pet owner to keep an animal alive whilst it is in pain. If I could I would change the euthanasia laws (illegal everywhere except Washington State and Oregon) so that humans did not have to suffer either. Although it broke my heart I did the right thing for Blackie. He had a primary liver cancer (fairly rare in cats) and had reached the point where he no longer would eat. This is considered to be a sign of pain in cats. Mel and I took our baby to the vet he's been seeing since he found us, discussed his case and came to the conclusion that Blackie would suffer if we did what would have been necessary to keep him around for a few days longer. When he first became ill I promised him that, when the time came, I would do the right thing. While I held him in my arms petting and cooing with this wonderful animal that had given me such joy, Blackie looked me directly in the eye, placed his paw on papa's face as he always did, managed to purr a little despite his discomfort and Dr. Namie injected him with the euthanasia agent. I placed Blackie's face against my cheek for a moment and he licked my cheek as he always did. I then pulled him back slightly so that we could see each other and he continued to look me directly in the eye with a trust so absolute that I truly thought my heart would burst from the sheer intensity of his love for his papa. We held our eyes locked one to the other for the thirty seconds or so that elapsed before I saw the "light" go out in Blackie's eyes and felt a piece of my heart depart from me as his life ended.

I feel that I should explain that I suffered from an odd problem. Since the death of my father 33 years ago last June I have been unable to cry. But when Blackie died this changed. Thirty plus years of pent up emotion flowed from me like a waterfall and I cried, quite literally, for several hours. In fact, I am crying even now as I write this sentence and have broken down more times than I can remember over the last day and half. Even in death Blackie is teaching me things. He has returned to me my humanity and in my pain I've rediscovered a part of me I thought lost forever.

Goodbye Blackie Boy. So long as I draw breath you will never be forgotten, nor shall your gallant little spirit, if such you have, ever know a time when you will not be loved. If there is anything to the claims of an afterlife Blackie I shall love you forever and hope that you might one day sit in my lap again, purring contentedly and, most of all, I dearly wish, that you will find what I felt I had to do was justified, and done in the spirit of love with only your best interests at heart...

DT Hazelrig

He was known by many names. BlackTop. B Boy. B Boysenberry. Bippy. B Bippy. Sir Bippy. Boo Boo bear. BlackTopius Bottomus. Kiddo. Mr Sir. He was our main man, man. The list is endless. And yes, occasionally he was also known by jackass or S--t Head. But every one of those names was spoken with love.

B Boy came into this home 7 years ago. He was a rescue and was about 2 ½ when he arrived. He had a rough life before meeting his real Momma for the first time. In fact, about 6 months after gracing this home with his presence, the previous owner was arrested for animal abuse. We will never know exactly what happened to him for his first couple of years but his remaining 7 years were, we hope, much better.

When he first arrived it was just him and his new Momma. Michelle and I didn’t meet for another 2 years. She instantly became his protector and savior. She showed him what love was. She showed him compassion and caring. She showed him that the world is not filled with pain and fear. And by God, she showed him what cookies were! There was a small adjustment period but, believe you me, he came out the other side with a passion for life, love, and again, cookies.

There are no words to describe how precious he was to us. How much his presence filled this house. He was the heartbeat of our home. A life force not to be reckoned with. We have 2 other dogs and a cat that we love very much but the house is so still and empty without him.

He was a People. He was not just a dog. He wasn’t a pet or a companion. He was a People. He was as much a part of this household as either Michelle or I. He was her child first but I loved him as my own.

B Boy was a very healthy pup. He only had one ear infection in all his years (which, Cocker owners, you know is rare). Other than that he was strong and happy and healthy. Until Feb. 2nd of this year.

Overnight he became lethargic and started coughing. We actually thought he had eaten something that he shouldn’t have like a shoe or a belt (oh how he loved his leather). But after a couple of days, we realized that something else was wrong. We rushed him to urgent care on the night of the 2nd.

After a bunch of tests and x-rays, we were told that B Boy had heart disease. The news was shocking to say the least. We were told to get to a cardiologist as soon as possible.

We got an appointment and took him the next day. They drained 200ccs of blood from around his heart and another 30ccs from his abdomen. It wasn’t heart disease, we were told, it was Hemangiosarcoma. We were then told to get to an oncologist a.s.a.p. We scheduled an appointment for that Friday (the 4th).

Hemangiosarcoma is an incurable, nasty, and invasive cancer. Typically, it starts on the spleen or liver and then spreads to other organs in a very short time. His, however, started on his heart which is rare. He had a tumor attached to his heart and it was leaking a lot of blood causing his heart to have to work extra hard.

At the oncologist's office, multiple tests were run and there we no other tumors present. The news was as good as we could have hoped for. At least his body wasn’t ravaged by tumors. We were told that we had anywhere from days to 7 months with him. The best prognosis is always surgery combined with chemo, but surgery wasn’t an option because of the placement of the tumor. Best case scenario, chemotherapy would give us a couple of good months with him. We scheduled a chemo appt. for Tuesday the 8th. He was fine over the weekend, having been drained of all the extra blood and fluid in his body. He played and seemed like his old self.

We made a bucket list for him. Everything that he ever wanted was his for the taking. All the cookies and pepperoni from 7-11 that you can stomach? Yes. Rides in the car no matter where we go? Yes. Eating at the dinner table with us? You bet! He went shopping at PetSmart, PetCo, and LexiDog (a local pet boutique). Whatever he wanted, he got. We filled up baskets with toys and cookies that he had picked out. In fact, he ate a couple of treats right in the store isles (we paid for them). He got all the belly loving and butt scratching that he could handle. He had the time of his life.

After chemo on Tuesday, he was lethargic and didn’t want to eat. We were going to chalk it up to chemo but decided to call the vet anyway. They said that he shouldn’t be having a reaction to the chemo yet (it takes 3-5 days) and to watch him overnight. The next day, he was still not okay. We took him back into the emergency room on Wednesday.

They wanted to keep him overnight for observation and tests. They called us at about 12:30 am Thursday morning and said that they had drained more blood and fluid from his body and it was already filling back up. He was having a hard time breathing. They thought his time was very short. We rushed in to get him to bring him home. They actually left his IV catheter in and gave us a list of home euthanasia doctors in the area.

When we got home he was put on the couch and didn’t move much after that. This was not our B Boy. He was always up and around and into something. He never sat still for hours on end. His breathing became more shallow and there was nothing that we could do for him except tell him that we loved him. We covered him in kisses and hugs. We never took our hands off of him for the 6 hours that we had left. The doctor arrived at our home about 12:20pm on Thursday and he was gone by 12:30pm.

He went from happy and healthy on Feb 2nd to gone on Feb 10th.

Bippy, you were so loved and your time was far too short with us. We will never, ever, ever, ever, forget you. We did not deserve to know you. We didn’t deserve your love or affection or admiration. You were a tremendous People and you taught us so much about ourselves and about life.

You taught us to be more caring and compassionate people. You taught us that time is precious. You taught us to not sweat the small stuff and to cherish each and every moment. You taught us to not take anything for granted. We love you, Kiddo. We cry for you constantly and you and just know that you left behind a legacy. Thank you for sharing your life with us.

We love you, B Boy, and we always will.  
Love,  
Mom and Dad

Bo ~ It's only been 2 days since you left this life. The pain is so great, which shows how much I love you. I know it's going to be a long road. You were my best friend. We did a lot together and you were with me everywhere I went as much as possible. I miss your good nature, your unbelievable friendliness to everybody, your zest for life, your pink nose, very long kissable snout, your green eyes with eyeliner, large feet, long legs, very cute personality and so much more. You made so many people smile. You would run up to most everybody to say hi, whether they were dog people or not. I'm sure you changed the way some non-animal people thought. I will miss your howling at the sirens and your obsessive desire to play ball. Our weekends were filled with dog parks, rides in the car, going to Petsmart, relaxing at home, playing "ball in the hall". I have a deep hole in my heart since you are gone and wish I could have you back, if even for just one last kiss, hug and romp in the park. I know you were struggling to breathe but still acted normal and wanted to go on. It truly amazed me so much. Your will to live is beyond anything I've ever seen in life. It feels like I can't go on without you, but I know you would want me to go through life happy go lucky, just like you. I love you very much and will never, ever forget you. Rest in peace my "handsome" boy, I will see you someday ~ Mommy

Dear Bo,

I have been wanting to write about you for 2 weeks now but I have not been able to work through enough sorrow since I and your feline family lost you. To say you were special does not begin to say how I feel. You were truly an Angel to me and your feline brothers and to Drew when he was here. I was not prepared for what I would feel when you were gone from us. I so miss the unconditional love that you so freely gave. For all you cared about, especially in your last years of life is that you were always beside me. You were so much more than I ever dreamed a dog could be in my life. You loved everyone, adults, children, babies and other animals alike and they loved you. I am grateful that you were so kind and patient with your feline brothers. They loved you, just as much, too.

I understand and believe in my heart of hearts that you were sent here for a higher purpose and you served it beyond all measure. Your faithfulness and loyalty was as much as I have ever known, be it in a person or animal. You bestowed much comfort and peace in the most difficult years of my life, when many people came and went from my life. You were my soulmate in a Dog, and I know that now as much as I know anything. And I say this with complete honesty. I only have wishes now of hoping you know how thankful I am and will always be that you were sent to me. I was and am blessed that I was able to have such a gift, as you were one dog in a thousand or more. Many people told me that I was as devoted as one could be to an animal. They also knew that I turned down going places at times that you could not go. That was fine by me. I was at peace being with you.

I know there was a lot to be given but I received a multitude back. The truth is, there was never a sacrifice for me when it came to my Bo. I would do it all over again. You were worth every effort. My only problem now is missing you so. I am praying time marches on to heal my broken heart. You will always be remembered and will never be replaced. Thank You Bo for being my most loyal, faithful, and trusted Friend. I know I will miss you, here on earth Forever ~

Love,

Mom, Drew, Bandit, Smokey, Rudy and Tango ~ :)))

To Our Bobo: 15 1/2 years ago you forever changed our life. We will always miss you. You will always be momma's baby Bo aka tiny man. I told you when you came into our life that you came into this world by youself but you would not leave by youself and we were by your side. We cherish every moment we spent with you. We love you Bo! Mom and Dad

Bobbie,
My bad baby girl,I can remember every second of your life.from the moment I saw you in the shelter. You were alone in the corner, so mad and growling and you wouldnt get up to greet me like the other dogs.You were in a cage with about 7of them, all of them were right up to the gate and there you are my girl. I knew you were mine I told cristhian, thats her thats the one i want. He tried to talk me out of it. But you were ment to be mine:)when I got you home after 3 days you were sick with kennel cough, you were infested with fleas and ticks. but mommy cleaned you up and brought you back to heath. When cristhian left, you never left my side. you protected me and didnt let any one come near me when we lived alone in LA. I took you every where I went. You were such a bad little girl, hated everything. you hated puppies,small children,birds, animated toys. any thing small and made noise, you hated. such a handful every time we went out I would tell you bobbie be a good girl. i would keep you on a short leash,pull you close and repeat "bobbie be a good girl for mommy"
When we moved back home, you had to share a house full of little dogs. but you adjusted very well, to Bobbie standards:)over the years you have giving me a few headaches little girl but I always faught for you. You had the worse temper , when ever you heard nana you would run to the couch or a pillow. find some thing to tear up cause she made you so mad. I know you even grabed Monty once or twice to give him a shake. As bad as you were I wouldnt of had you any other way. you were perfect to me, and grandma would always yell at you for lifting up what little grass we had in the back yard,throwing dirt in the pool, stealing pork chops from the kitchen counter,jumpin on the table to steal plates of food.tearing up the couch,marking your spots like a boy, spilling you food and water every where cause you didnt wana share, and doin odd things like eatting a hole in the wall,jumping out of the window to stare at the moon, and stalking steve os family bird. I was always so worried about you getting in to trouble. when i take you to the vet or groomers i would always tell you,"bobbie be a good girl" you were deadly child, since you were so cute and fluffy and you can strike at any given moment. the groomer told me, chows are bad they are so cute and they can be wagging their tail one minute and with no warning bite you the next. And that how you were. no warning:)
I adore you little girl, you protected me and was there for me when I was in pain. you protected your grandma and every one knew you hated small children Yet you adored Tristan, you let him pull on your ears and ride you like a horse you took everything this baby had to give you and you still loved him an protected him. I couldnt ask for more than what you gave me. you were sent down to find me. I was ment to be your mommy and you were ment to be my baby girl. there will not be a day that I wont miss you, or that I wont think of you. Contuine to protect me baby girl for as long as I will love you.
The last time i saw you when i dropped you off at the vets. i kissed you, and told you "bobbie you be a good girl for mommy, and dont you leave me,you fight to stay with me baby girl,i love you" and when the vet called and said you had stopped breathing because a blood clot entered your lungs. I couldnt get to you fast enough. I couldnt let you go, I didnt want to. i just cried to you, bobbie dont leave me. But when i saw your eyes i knew my angel has passed. when the vet brought you out for me to say good bye. she told me you faught very hard, and you tried to stay with me...i knew you did, you did because i told to, because you love me as much as I love you. you are an amazing creature. you are the most beautiful thing I've ever layed eyes on. I feel as if I carried you and gave birth to you, I will never forget the birthday parties we shared or when I would get mad at you you would roll over n show me your belly or when you would get mad and start huffing and puffing. I love all my dogs, but I adore you, you changed my life and Im thankfull that I had you for as long as I did.
I spend 2 hours with you, telling you everything and just kissing you, I closed your eyes and held your little socky paws. when i was ready to let you go the vet came in a took you away. and one last time i cried to you "Bobbie....you be a goodl girl for mommy" i will see you again my angel of the night.I couldnt ask for more than what you gave me in 7years. Be good baby girl. I will miss you and cry for you, but I will smile when I think of how happy you made me. I will see you again my love

Love you forever
Mommy

Bogey,

You were our first rescue from CBHR. You came into our life shortly after our first Basset died of cancer at an early age. Andru was taken from us too soon, but then you came along.

Bogey, you brought happiness into our lives at the time we needed it most, since you bared such a resemblance to Andru.

Today, Dr. Andy said your lungs were filling up with fluid and you've become very weak. You laid on mommy's belly and she said goodbye to you. Wagged your tail one last time, then I took you to go to the Bridge.

I was with you when you passed and stayed a short time. The Dr's and staff at your Vet Hospital miss you too.

See you at the Bridge Bogey.

Love,  
Jon and Steph

Boley, named after my father's home town in OK, you came to us with your brother Gibson named after mom's town, when you both were 12 weeks old and gave us 9 amazing years of love and joy. We love you so much and we miss you terribly. We have so many wonderful memories of the things you did and I'm so thankful that I have so many pictures. Some of our favorite memories include you sitting on the lanai at night watching the moon & stars for long periods of time, I wonder what you saw. We were entertained by your "Boley Act" of flipping the sofa pillows and sticking out your head after you ate and impressed you could do it again on command. There are so many more. Thank you for wearing all the outfits and posing for dozens of pictures. Thank you for going to the office and helping the patients. Thank you for fighting so hard to stay with us as long as you could. We are so proud of you. I'll always remember our last time together, when you were too weak to stand, you pulled up onto your front legs, lifted your head high and looked at all of us when I told you we were proud of you for fighting. You will always be my forever dog and forever be in our hearts. We thank God for creating you and allowing us to care for you and you to care for us. We love you more than words can say and will one day meet you at the Rainbow Bridge and go to our forever home. We love you Babie Boy....Your mom and dad, Genova & Berry; Yorkie Brother, Gibson; and Human Brother, Cordney....Thank you, Susan E, my forever sister, for loving us and sharing our grief, as only one who has been there before could...Thank you Dr. Carin Carbo and staff at the Animal Medical Hospital and Dr. Sarah Kraiza and staff at the Fl Vet Referral Center. I'm eternally grateful for everything you did for Boley and our family... See more about Boley at Critters.com Pet Memorials.

I miss you, my beloved Booey, as much today as I did that horrible night two years ago. I love you forever and ever. May God hold you close and keep you safe, free from pain and loved beyond measure. Please know that I love you with all my heart and would have done anything to keep you. I love you, Boo, Mommy

To my "little boy." Daddy is so sorry for not putting on you leash to walk that late night. You had been doing so well off leash.When I found you, I knew you were coming home. In a split second, you were taken away by a speed excessive driver. Still, the fault was mine. I picked you up in my arms, placed you my face, no breath, no movement, and at that moment, my little boy was gone.Boogie ,although your time with us was short, you gave us all the love and energy your overwound body could muster.From the time mommy picked you out of that basket our lives had changed for the better. I am sorry I did not play "toys" with you more. You have shown me what really matters.I miss your kisses,pats on the back,telling me when it was time to go out. The side of my bed is now cold without you behind my knees. I left you a treat today.I would give my own life for yours because without you,mine means little to me.Mommy and Daddy will see you soon. You,Daisy,Sam,Lucky,and Haz play together untill then. Loves and kisses little boy. The best of memories,and sweetest of dreams.  
We love you son,now and forever.

love,  
Mommy,Daddy,Toby,and Prissy.

Boots: You were my girl, my protector, my baby, a member of the family, and you graced my life for 18 years. There were times I lost my temper and got mad at you and hollered at you for something. And still you would slink up by my side with tail and ears down and wait for my forgiveness while you looked up at me with your soft brown eyes. You were a good dog, obedient and faithful. Your love was unconditional. As the years passed, you were with me through hard times, sad times, happy times and you were by my side the whole time. Your love was unwaivering! You would sleep by the foot of my bed each and every single night, you were my soldier, and would not allow harm to come to me or any other family member. And even when other pets came to join our family and you were often neglected due to the fussing over the new arrivals, you still loved me and waited patiently until I would make time for you. At times when I was sad or grieving, you would sit silently by my feet and sometimes you'd go to me and lick my hand, try to kiss the tears a way. Thank you for your comfort. I should have said it then. I'm saying it now! You got older and your limbs were nimble, you had trouble eating, laying down, moving. The slightest activity caused you pain and your eyesight diminished, your hearing was practically gone. But still you stood by me undaunted! You were loyal and loving to the very end. I can only hope Grandmom was there to greet you as you left this world and my life. In Heaven you can run and play without pain, you can eat to your heart's delight. There you will be loved and showered with affection, plenty to go around. This I believe. You are free. One day I hope you will be there to meet me and be by my side once again so we can cross Rainbow Bridge together. I miss you and I love you and that will never change.You own a piece of my heart and you are etched in my memory forever. You left your pawprint on my life and I am eternally grateful. Goodbye for now, my sweet child, my friend!

To my Bouncer:  
You started out life unwanted, untrained and unloved. The doctor advised putting you down when I first got you. They didn't think you would ever be trainable. We proved them wrong didn't we girl? I had 15 wonderful years with you and miss you greatly. Your howling everytime an ambulance or fire truck would go by. All the trips in the car, and barking at the cows in the field. I miss you snuggling in bed. Your silent barks when you wanted a treat. The way your ears would perk up when I said "walk" or "treat". As you aged and your back legs lost strength it was getting harder to get up. Now I even miss getting the towel to "thread the dog" to boost you up. I wish I could do that now. If I could you would still be here with me.

You will be on the shelf with Beaumont, Herbie and Tara. Never to be out of sight or out of mind. I hope they welcomed you at the Bridge and play nice with them. Wait for me until we call cross the Bridge together.

I will not remember you with tears and sorrow. I will remember you with smiles and happiness. For that is what you gave me all these years.

Daddy loves you....but you know that already.

Brady was the best dog in the world. He was my best friend, my buddy. So loyal and trusting. Through out the years I have told him over and over again how lucky I was to have him in my life. He was so smart and beautiful and such a good boy. After Brady died a neighbour came to me, with tears in his eyes, and said that Brady was a wonderful embassader for the neighbourhood. He liked going up to people and saying Hi. I sensed that he felt it was his duty. He brought lots of happiness to people. One night I had a dream and I was so happy to see Brady alive and healthy. He was running and jumping around these meadows and small hills and he was so happy. At one point he jumped on to his bed, which was the couch. Something that meant alot to me. I think I got a chance to stroke him a couple of times and then he jumped off again. This is before I found this sight. Thank you Brady I really needed that. I miss you and I love you so much. Everybody in the neighbourhood misses you too.

On a hot summer day in August 2002 I went to the local pet store to pick up snake food. There on the floor was this cute black & tan fur ball running around after finishing her bath. Within moments I fell in love with her; I took her home hoping she would feel the same. She was 2 months old & immediately bonded with my other puppy, Tequila who was 4 months at the time. Brandi & Tequila became best friends, brother & sister. They have only been apart about 6 times(vet appts). The loss of Brandi has been very difficult for not only myself, but Tequila feels a great void; it's been much quieter around the house these days.

Brandi was diagnosed with bone cancer on April 15, 2010. Within in 2 weeks she became a tripod; her front right leg required amputation. She adapted quite well and was out-running me after 2 weeks. One month later I cried as I watched her swim in the creek with other dogs. Despite monthly, sometimes weekly, trips to UC Davis for chemotherapy, the terrible disease took her life 1 year from diagnosis. Twelve months at most was the outcome the doctors had given us, but because it's your dog, your situation, you believe that your dog will be able to beat the odds and survive much longer.

Brandi surprised me every day with her perserverence, determination, and her wagging tail & smile as she overcame challenges. Her life did not change that much until the end and that's when you know it's time to move on. We let go of her from the back of my truck bed; she on her favorite bed & blanket; a comforting place where she had experienced many miles of travels and adventures. My last words to her "I love you so much baby girl and I will see you soon."

Brandy became a part of our family on March 1, 2001; she was 1 year old (so we were told). Our previous dog, George, died on December 28. 2000 (diagnosis with Pancreatic Cancer), he was 11 years old. We waited a few months and decided to find another companion.

As my wife searched online she found that Camp Pendleton ran a dog shelter for stray dogs wondering the base, supposedly left by those servicemen that had to leave for overseas. As we walked through the Quonset Hut, where the dogs were kept, towards the back and around this wall was a brown and white, dog, looking scared as she looked up at me. She was found on the base and they called her Crackers (the story is the patrons of the shelter were eating soup and crackers when she was found). Neither my wife nor I couldn’t take I eyes off of her. We knew she was the one for else. We called he Brandy.

Camp Pendleton had a policy that before a dog goes home with their new family they go to the Mesa College Veterinary School, to be examined and help train future Veterinary Technicians, three weeks later we brought her home.

Our home seemed strange to her, she was a little shy and didn’t even know how to play with toys. But as the first few months went by, she knew this was a safe home and people loved her. She began playing with toys, running around the house and just loved everyone who would greet her.

For 10 years, 11 months, she provided us her unconditioned love, and we provided unconditional love to her. She loved toys. We would gift-wrap her presents and she would spend the time opening the package, tearing the paper off, and her face would light up when she knew she had the new toy in her mouth. Every toy she got we gave it a name. She was very smart, if you asked her to go get a particular toy, by name, she’d go into her toy box (yep – she had her own toy box) and bring you the toy. She played and played and played, fetching the toy back to my wife or me as we through it around the house.

I could write a book describing the love my wife and I and Brandy shared over the years. She just couldn’t get enough attention when anyone would come over. Especially her Uncle Gil (not her real Uncle just a good neighbor that fell in love with her and she him). He’d come over and take her out during the day when my wife was away. They loved each other so much. Gil had been injured and was mostly in his house. But the day before Brandy passed, Gil was outside and Brandy got to say goodbye (he always had a biscuit for her and this time was no different).

On Friday, February 11, 2011, our Brandy was put to sleep. A month earlier she was diagnosis with Cancer (after an ultrasound found tumors in her abdomen and surrounding areas). She was in good spirits so we brought her home; knowing any day she could pass. Friday morning she became very ill, we were told that the cancer had spread and she was in pain.

She’d now in peace and some day, when she sees us again, we will play and play and play.

We love and miss you Brandy

Mom and Dad

Last night at about 5:30 Pm I made one of the hardest decisions I will ever make. I had to send my wonderul friend home, where she will be pain free. Her name was brandy, and she was energetic,vivacious and loving. This changed a few months ago. A tumor had grown the size of a grape fruit through her entire mid-section, and she couldn't keep food down and lost 5lbs. There was no medication or surgery to save her. She was 14 years old, and had lived a wonderful life. For the benefit of my heart I could have taken her back home, and waited, but that wasn't fair to her. I sent her home so she didn't have to suffer anymore. My heart is broken and the tears have no end. I hope there are lots of rabbits where she is, because she loved to chase them. I dedicate this song to my beloved brandy. RIP my friend I love you, and forever you are in my heart.

Goodbye my friend. I know I'll see you again. but the love you gave through all the years will take away these tears. It's ok now. Goodbye my friend. You can go now...Good bye my friend.

Brandy, a chow terrier mix, an abandoned puppy who had been up for adoption at our local animal shelter for 30 days because of previous abuse was about to be humanely destroyed when I saw her and brought her home.

At first she was withdrawn, shy and afraid of cars since she had been thrown from one, but she gradually came out of her shell to become the best dog I have owned.

For 16 years, she has been there with me, given me more support and love thru many tough times. She would greet me every day when I returned with her favorite toy in her mouth.

She could be stubborn at times and had a mind of her own but was with me as much as possible and loved to bury and hide her toys and treats.

She tolerated other animals but mainly loved people. I will never forget her and miss her very much.

Our smiley girl, we are happy that you are pain free, but sad not to have you with us. Your panting, your senior behavior was just who you were, and we loved you for you - we miss going to the park with you, and we miss your smiley face when you felt well. My life will be empty, but I know after the pain, I will try to move on with Turner - thank you for being a mom to Turner. Dad will miss you at winter time - your best season - I hope you are seeing Snowball and BP - say hello to them for us.

I love you girl, and my heart aches for our smiley girl - Bridget Bayless

BROCK 11-05-09-03-09-11

Mr.S., Tightness and Mr. Brockers were your nicknames but your given name was Brock. Brock, our sweet, beautiful blue brindle Cane Corso. You were as unique as the breed itself. You were soo much more to us than "just a dog". You were a member of our family, our best friend and loving companion. We fell in love with you from the moment you entered our lives on a snowy Christmas Eve in 2009. As fate would have it, you would only live for 16 more months. Your life was tragically cut short by a devastating intestinal disease. You were taken from us much too soon and wish you would have gotten the chance to live a long healthy life. Even though your time with us was much too short, you left behind a lifetime of memories. Everyday we spent together was a gift from God. We were truly blessed to have had you as part of our family. We will always remember your beautiful face and loving eyes. Your braveness in your last days will never be forgotten, as you never let it show that your were suffering or in pain. We did everything possible to beat this disease but in the end it was too much for you to overcome. You put up a courageous fight my precious, sweet boy and never lost your will to live. You were happy and wagged your tail until the very end. Even though our hearts our broken, we know you are in a better place; free from pain and suffering. There is not one day that passes by that we do not think of you and miss you terribly. You were an amazing dog and touched our lives in so many ways. No other dog could ever take your place, for you were one of a kind. We will always treasure the memories and times we shared. You will forever be in our hearts. Rest in peace our sweet Brock; we will never ever forget you!

Love Always,  
Mom,Dad and Misty

Brody was an incredible rescue. She had lived previously at 4 other families and we cannot fathom why anyone would not have kept and loved her. She moved to Florida with us in 2003. When we had to leave our house due to total destruction during the hurricanes of 2004, Brody came with us to my in-laws house. She was immediately loved by them, in spite of her nervous stomach which had her throwing up on their white carpeting! They never yelled at her - just gently asked her to step aside so the mess could be cleaned up.  
Brody, in spite of being a poodle, did not like to swim. I would carry her into our pool, hold her while I moved in the water, and then bring her back to the steps. She would run out and bark at the water.  
In 2007, we adopted a miniature poodle, Jett, to keep Brody company. They two of them bonded. At first, they slept far away from each other, and as time went on, they got closer and closer until they shared a pillow.  
Jett, Norma, Norma Sr. and I all miss Brody terribly, but know that she is in a much better place.  
See you over the bridge Brods.

Just four days after I buried my husband, Lou, I had to have my little Bubba put down. We adopted him from the Humane Society in 2005. I've always loved pugs. He was on our local afternoon news one day and I told Lou, "We have to go to the Humane Society because they have my dog on TV". Off we went. There were many people there looking at Bubba. We were fortunate to be the ones they chose.  
Bubba was definately a "mommas boy", and I wouldn't have had it any other way. My husband said he was like another appendage on me.  
He slept in our bed every night, always cuddled up next to me.

Bubba was a joy to be around. Such a loving little guy. He always had to be within touching distance of me 
That is, until my husbands health began to decline. Then he would be right at Lous feet, or in his lap.  
Bubbas health was also declining during this time. I never knew his exact age, but our vet guessed around 13 or 14. He had lost one eye due to an ulcer that just wouldn't get better. He also had a collapsing trachea, which made him cough a lot. The vision in his remaining eye began to deteriorate rapidly. As much as I hated to, I knew it was time for him to go be with my husband. I felt like he held on strong for Lou, but when Lou passed away, a big piece of Bubba went with him.

Bubba, you were loved deeply, but you knew that. I will miss you, you look after your daddy.

Thank you for the wonderful years you gave us.

Donna Marino

My beautiful boy, mommy misses you so very much. For a boy who never got sick during his 14 l/2 years and then suddenly had kidney failure due to stones,this was resolved at the vet hospital. While there you were diagnosed with meningitis and seemed to be improving. I got you home and 4 days later, you told me you were done. I knew your quality of life was gone, you wouldn't eat, drink and couldn't walk without help. Your seizures were just too much for you to handle and they were so draining on you. The morning of August 25, 2011, you looked me in the eyes and told me you were through, you were heading to the Rainbow Bridge and I needed to let you go. It was the toughest decision, but my love for you is so deep, I had to do what was best for you. I am grieving terribly right now, your absence is truly felt. I just bought a locket today with your name on the front with little dog paws and on the back it says, R.I.P 8-25-2011. I am putting your beautiful face inside the locket and will wear it close to my heart. Gabe, Diamond and Lacy are missing you terribly, you were a terrific big brother to them.  
You run, my beautiful boy, play to your hearts content and one day we will be together again. I LOVE YOU BUBBA

We adopted Bubbles from a shelter where my daughter worked. My daughter wanted her because she was a chihauhau. All we knew from the shelter was that they found her on a road, she was approximately 5 years old, and all the ladies thought she was some kind of hairless dog because she had so little hair. It seemed she had been abused because her back was crooked and her legs and hips were so misshapened. I remember thinking that I hope she survived because my daughter especially was so attached to her. Bubbles fit right into our household with a 13 year old beagle and a 3 year old beagle/corgie mix (also adopted from the same shelter). After just a few weeks her hair grew back, I believe just from good nutritional dog food and being treated with kindness and love. She became especially attached to the little beagle/corgie mix, grooming her daily and sleeping with her anytime she could. Bubbles loved to sit right next to me in the recliner and slept with me, my husband and the other two dogs in our king size bed. Over the years the other two dogs passed on and eventually it was just Bubbles in the king size bed with the two humans who alwsys seemed to be hugging the side of the bed because this little dog would take up so much room. She slept so close to us, almost as if she could she would climb inside of us to be near us. Bubbles followed me everywhere in the house. She was extremely loyal. We have quite a bit of wildlife in our backyard including deer and she would walk right up to deer to smell them and be on her way. She was loving to all of us. She loved when our 10 year granddaughter would come over, even the last few days of her life when she didn't feel well she was very excited to see her. She loved sharing scrabbled eggs with her. In the end her legs just gave out. They couldn't hold her anymore no matter how hard she tried. I miss her every day. We will miss her greeting us at the door at the end of the day and all the snuggling. Hugs and kisses my baby girl.

Bubbs, Mommy loves and misses you so much. You were my very best buddy for 20 years ... brought me comfort in all my trials, unconditional love every moment. I miss the warmth of your body, your gentle breathing on my lap, the joy in your eyes when I brushed you and gave you treats. I miss the litter on the bathroom rug and cat hair on my bed sheets. I miss the soft sound of your pads coming up the stairs at night, and your meow as you'd greet me at the door every day after work.  
Thanks for sending the rainbow in the sky after you went to heaven! God has you in His arms now and ... save me a place! See you later, "baby-one".

How can I start to express what is in my heart. My Buck and Hank. My beautiful Danes. From the moment I saw you in your birthing box, you fell into my heart to stay. I remember your little fat tummies and how strong you suckled your bottle as I fed you. We brought you home in a little cardboard box. From there you grew and grew. We bought you a trailer and put your names on it as well as your picture. As we pulled you around town, we were stopped constantly by people who wanted to take pictures of you and their children. They just couldn't believe you were so big and beautiful. You were the pride of that little town. Flashbulbs popped everywhere we went. Hank was always chasing the squirrels up the big oak out back thankfully never to catch hone. We got up every day and explored the hill country. Running through the streams and climbing hills. At night you snuggled on our bed with wet kisses and cold noses. I prayed every night to God to let me have you as long as possible and he did. He gave me ten long beautiful years. When I looked into your old tired eyes I knew you were telling me you had to go soon but I held on for dear life. It broke my heart as I held each of you, releasing you back to your Maker. I prayed to go with you. I never knew it would hurt so bad. Your trailer sits unhooked at the end of the yard and I can hardly look at it. All I can do now is pray for the day I meet you again at the Rainbow Bridge. Only then can this heart stop bleeding for my beautiful boys. My beautiful Buck and Hank.

I noticed one summer day in 2002 a beautiful beagle wandering about my property and I thought somebody lost him. But I soon realized that he had no home because winter was coming on and he was in the cold. I called everyone I knew but nobody knew where he came from. Being a cat person I felt I couldn't give him a home. My plan was to catch him and give him to (Beagle Paws) an organization that finds homes for beagles. After a lot of feeding and coaxing I finally caught him and took him in out of the cold. When he and my cat learned to get along Buddy treated me like Royalty. He was my company when my husband had to work nights and he gave me a reason to walk every day. He had to be by my side at all times. He loved me so much and I felt so special because of this. Three days ago he was diagnosed with lung cancer after we got his arthritis under control. Our vet said we could try some things to help him breathe better but I have to get a ferry to get to a vet and I couldn't take the chance of not getting back in time if need be. But mainly I couldn't let him suffer anymore. So the papers got signed and now his ashes, that got home today, are on a little shelf with a candle burning brightly, in the room he loved most, the living room, where he spent many hours keeping the loneliness away. My heart is breaking but it will lessen, but he changed me for all time because I am now a dog person.

You were the Light of my Life, My Soul Mate. You never left my side, never wavered in your love for me. Your truly unconditional love, trust and patience for me was beyond anything I have ever experienced in my lifetime. All you wanted from me was the same in return and I reciprocated with no wavering, no regret. We promised each other we would stay together forever, and we both meant every word we said. You lived up to your promise and stayed by my side for your forever. Holding you for the last time will stay ingrained in my heart and mind for the rest of my life. You will never ever be forgotten or replaced. No one will ever be able to live up to you. You were by my side, no matter the time of day or night, through the most difficult times in my life. You were the one I could count on to be there for me to lick my tears, to hug me, to comfort me. I lost a piece of my soul when you passed. I was not ready, not prepared. I selfishly wanted to hold on to you with all of my strength, but your suffering was too much to bear. You touched the lives of so many. Everyone who met you fell in love with you instantly. So many are saddened by your passing, a testament of who you were and how special you are. I will keep my promise to you and will keep you right here in my heart for the rest of my life. I don't know how to stop the tears from falling, the hole in my heart is just soooo big. Please remember all of the time we spent loving each other. Find Grandpa and sit by his side, just as you have always sat by mine. He is waiting for you and will take just as good of care of you as I did. Until we meet again..... Mommy Loves You The Most.....

Buddy was so sweet and loving to the point of aggravation. It was hard sometimes to say "Buddy, I can't see the TV" or "Buddy, get your heas out of my face." All he wanted to do was share his love to me and my wife. He wasn't very vocal, as he mother passed when he was born, but his love was unconditional. He was the first cat I had that would play Fetch. He loved his little rubber bals and he loved playing in the laswer light.

He developed Diabetes early this year and recently had a kidney and upper respiratory infection that he had a difficult time getting rid of. Eventually his diabetes overcame what his little body could handle.

He wasn't named Buddy for anything; he was my gray and white "little buddy" and he will be dearly missed.

Buddy, we miss you so very much. For 15 years you were our son and best friend. It is almost impossible to live without you companionship. Someday we will all be together again. All our love. Mom and Dad

Buddy,  
I remember the first time we met,you were at the cats pajamas,and they said you were up for adoption.. You were such a big pretty white kitty:-) I went home and told your soon to be daddy all about you. He knew I was still sad about my last kitty Pumpkin,I hope she's helping you up there. She was gone for 6 months and I was still so sad. He went to the cats pajamas where there was a couple cats hanging out and said I like that fat white cat. Daddy pretends he's not a cat lover but he loved you and Pumpkin.. Well we took you home and you were scared of us and scared of our doberman timmy..The shelter told us you were abused and I was so sad for you because you wouldn't let us pet you except for your head. We gave you so much love and pretty soon you trusted us and knew we wouldn't hurt you. We love you so much. Then poor Timmy died and you not only became the cat but acted like a dog for daddy. I loved how when daddy was eating you would beg for food and swat at his hand so he would give you some. Then you would also jump on the couch and swat at us so we would pet you. For me you were my baby. I would love how you would jump on my lap and put your paws on my shoulder and rest your head under my chin especially when you heard jenna coming. I knew you thought she could be alittle rough sometimes. I also knew you did it so I would protect you and you were jeolous sometimes. You would want to be the center of attention and you deserved to be for all the love you gave us.You always came to me and rested your head under my chin. I'm so sorry we went away and you were scared and that's when you first started getting sick.You stopped eating and when I took you to the vet you had a bad tooth so they removed it but they discovered you had a bad heart. Boy u hated taking your medicine. I'm so sorry I had to give it you but I love you so much and wanted you healthy. I didn't think too much when you lost a little weight and you were hiding more. Its when you stopped eating I got scared. I know you hated the vet but you had to go. When they gave you blood tests and when the vet said everything was clear but also that you were very old,older than I thought.He said he was going to give you fluids and if that didn't help to come in fri for explorotory surgery. But the fluids seemed to be working you ate some food begged daddy for turkey ate that. I was so happy.. then u stoped eating totally again. Buddy I am so sorry . I called the vet a week later and he said to bring you in on Monday but he didn't want to do surgery maybe an xray to see. I'm sorry I waited maybe if he did surgery maybe u would have been okay. Buddy I'm sorry he did a test and told me you were positive for kitty aids and there was nothing to be done for you.he said you were going to starve to death and you were realy sick. He said I should put you to sleep so you wouldn't suffer.I was so sad and still so sad. You would beg for food and just look at me when I gave it to. I'm sorry it didn't smell like anything . I even tried tuna. I mentioned to the vet how. You couldn't breath and when you ate with the side of your mouth but he said you didn't have something stuck and u were just realy sick. I would have taken out my credit card and maxed them out to make you better. I'm so sorry if I waited too long. I feel like I should have taken you earlier and maybe tried another vet. I love u so much when we came home and I was crying and you comforted me. Everyone said it was my duty to put you to sleep.When I petted you I could feel your bones. Then you even had a hard time walking. You had a even harder time breathing and I knew that I needed to call the vet. I wanted to be there for you cause u relied on me to protect you.I didn't want you to choke on fluids in your lungs by yourself.. I wanted to be there for you so that's why I put you to sleep. I'm so sorry, I wish with all my heart that you were still here. I love you so much and sorry for whatever I've done wrong.I miss you.

This week has been so hard without your presence in my life. You gave me memories that will last forever, but I haven't been able to focus on them through the tears. You were my Buddy and now you are free from pain and can run like the wind with Shadow, Smoke & Blue. I'm sure they welcomed you with open paws. You were such a survivor through so many things and I know how tired you were. We fought and fought for your life until you told me, "Mom, I'm done". Maggie & Haley miss you but hated seeing you suffering. I will miss you and love you and see you again when I cross the bridge.

I only had you since January of this year and you were rescued by your aunt Jill, and you were the best thing that ever happened in our lives.
I loved your quirkiness and your laid back attitude. Not a day went by you didn't make me smile.You will always be in my heart as you stole it the day i took you home. I hope there is a rainbow bridge where you are happy and young again and someday we will meet again. The sudden loss of you is almost more then i can bear today, i love and miss you always

Buddy you were a big cat. Until the end, where the treatments became very frequent, you dealt with your many treatments for diabetes, congestive heart failure and then kidney failure with courage and amazing strength. You were the King of the other cats, the cat who ran to the couch to sit next to me, who had this special meow to call me, who vocalized back and forth with me. You loved being on the window sill, looking at the world outside. You survived the 23 hour SUV ride from NY to FL with your other cat friends. You were a very handsome guy, with big beautiful eyes, a true buddy, a best friend. You were and always will be special to me, always in my heart. There is no other cat like you. I love you always, and still feel you near me.

Dear Buddy: Our "Big Guy". You've been with us as long as there has been an "us". You have been there through the good times and the bad. You let Fox drop Nylabones on your head and didn't even mind. You looked forward to Christmas with Fox and everyone because you knew you got to share the big rawhide bone. You loved your popcorn and chasing snowballs in your mouth on those very rare snowfalls. Oh, how you loved to ride in the car and feel the wind in your face and hair. You loved to go for walks and play with the big orange football outside or hide and seek inside. I always knew I was safe when Daddy was gone because you were right by my side. Nobody knew that you were more scared of them than they were or you. But, you would never let anyone near our yard or me that you didn't know. When you got a runny nose and they found that tumor I prayed it would not grow, but at least it grew slow enough to give us 2 years more with you. I hope you aren't mad that we didn't try to have it taken out. We didn't want you to hurt worse because it was in your nose and mouth. I'm so sorry your eye hurt and your hips hurt; especially in the cold weather. I'm so sorry you couldn't see and your head hurt so bad. Dr. Linda did everything she possibly could. She just didn't want you to hurt anymore and neither did we. We love you and miss you and will take care of Fox and Minnie for you until they come to see you. I hope there aren't any thunderstorms in Heaven or loud noises because I don't want you to get scared. We won't say goodbye, just we will see you soon. We love you more than our own lives and I hope you know that we did everything we could for you, our "Big Guy"

Buddy - You were the best of dogs, you were the worst of dogs. We loved you more than you will ever know. Though we did all the right things to try to help you when you got sick suddenly, you passed away during the night. It was your time. Doc and the ladies at the Vet's office were devastated too. We miss you every single minute of every single day. Simba is lost without you and looks for you. He is sad without his best friend. Daddy misses his walks and romps with you and his helper in the garden. We love you and will see you again one day, at the Rainbow Bridge. Love, Mommy and Daddy

My Honey, my Baby Bear, Mommy, Daddy, and Alsey are lost without you but we know that you didn't deserve to suffer. You brought us immeasurable joy and happiness. Every time I was feeling upset you would nuzzle me until I smiled and laughed and petted you. We miss you more than words can tell and will always and forever love you with all of our heart!!! I can still feel you snuggled up between us at night, how warm and cuddly you are. I wll never, ever forget you or what you taught me with your life. You only wanted love and happiness, you always wanted to be friends with everyone and everyone who had the fortune to meet you, loved you soo much!! Having the honor of being your friend for eleven years has taught me true love and peace. Thank you, my dearest friend, from the bottom of my heart for always being there for me no matter what! All of my love to you always and forever!!!

Buffy was our friend and faithful feline companion.

She is missed beyond words and will always be remembered by her human family, canine brothers and feline brother and sister.

Sadly missed after dying from lymphoma.

To My Little BundiBoy.
it breaks my heart that i had to say goodbye to you so soon. For 9 years, you and i were a team. you are my best friend.
You are apart of my life, and in a way, you're apart of my "instinct". It was my "instinct" that you would always be there for me and that you would always be apart of my life. And now accepting that you are gone, is like trying to change my "instinct". I dont think its possible - and i dont want to change my instinct. i want to change what happened.
Tomorrow, it will be one week since i had to let you go, and tomorrow, it will also be your 9th Birthday. Im sorry i couldnt save you, and im sorry that you arent here for your birthday.
We have gorgeous memories, and i will cherish these forever. i will cherish your memory forever.
Ive always compared my love for you to a mothers love for their child. so now, ill compare this loss to a mother losing her child. because i have - ive lost my little boy.
Turns out you're not the only one who suffers from seperation anxiety.
Ive been through some tough times in the past - and i truly believe it was because of you that i managed to pull through. thank you for always being the one true friend i could always count on - that never let me down. just your little excited face was enough to pull me out of a horrible mood. id give anything to see that face now. To kiss your little nose again.
i believe you were created just for me. we match together perfectly.
I know you're still here with me, just like i'll always be with you.
I love you mate, thank you for loving me. thank you for being everything to me. and thank you for showing me that true friends do exist.
there are no words that could be used to create a tribute strong enough to show the world just how much you mean to me. And there are no words to explain how empty my life is without you. I have a world full of love left to give you, and whether you are here or not, it's still all yours, mate.
ill love you always - and ill always carry you in my heart.
I Love You, Bundi. Forever, mate. XXXX

"If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went."  
~ Will Rogers

REST IN ETERNAL PEACE: Buster Gaal ~ ?? - January 3, 2011 Buster quietly crossed the Rainbow Bridge into Heaven early Monday morning, January 3, 2011. Buster always fought hard through any illness -- minor or major -- and lived a long and wonderful life. Five years ago, after being sick around Christmas that year, our vet found that Buster had cancer in one of his lungs. Luckily, it was detected fairly early! Buster went through a successful surgery at Mizzou's Animal Hospital and recovered strong, coming out of the hospital room with a little swagger in his step. Though Buster was given an estimated nine months to live by the Vets, he surprised everyone with his strength, courage and zest for life and lived FIVE long, wonderful years!

Buster was a very happy dog who liked to smile. He had a great big smile, usually with his tongue hanging out! Buster always loved food and sometimes snuck a bite or two of mommy and daddy's food when they weren't looking. And Buster would never pass up an extra treat or two, if you offered!

Buster loved to go on car rides, especially to McDonald's and to the Bank where he could always charm the folks at the drive-thru to give him a treat or two. He would love to ride with the windows down ... as he put his head and front paws out the window, his ears would blow in the wind, and he'd be smiling his big smile!

Buster charmed people wherever he went, including when he went to Bark in the Park with his mommy and daddy and furry siblings and to the St. Patrick's Day Parade to watch his mommy sing. He would entertain the crowds with the wags of his stubby little tail while looking at you with his darling, beautiful big eyes. You couldn't help but fall in love with the charming Mr. Buster. And he'd love you back with his big heart!

Everyday with Buster was a gift. We hope Buster's story inspires people everywhere -- because even when you are sick, poor, lonely or just down and out, there is hope. If Buster can fight through the toughest battles and come out ahead, you and your babies can too.

Buster is survived by his furry siblings who miss him dearly. They would love to give their brother Buster sloppy kisses and offer their help with bathing him. His aunts, uncles, grandparents and friends all miss him, too, and wish him love and happiness in his peaceful journey.

Buster, you are absolutely amazing. Thank you for giving us all of those extra days with you, for sharing your heart, your body and your love. We all can't wait to see you again someday, Buster! Your mommy and daddy, brothers and sisters love you very, very much and miss you with every beat of our heart!

For such a gentle creature you passed in an awful way. You arrived as a stray outside my store in 2006. We loved you much and brought you with us from Wisconsin, to Idaho, and Las Vegas.  
Would that the 3 dogs surrounding your body were loved so well, they would not have been running loose.  
We left you many times in the enclosed porch never thinking they would seek you out.

I (Dad) will never forget the time we first met. I was sitting on the couch and you came running across the room, jumped up on the couch, onto my chest, and began kissing me. You were only three months old and weighed all of three pounds. They told us you were the runt of the litter, but you were the cutest thing we had ever seen, a fluffy little white ball with the face of an angel. Before we met you, we had no intention of becoming parents. But after meeting you, things changed. You had entered our hearts and we adopted you the next day. For the next 18 years you gave us so much joy and happiness, more than any proud parents could expect. You were our “little girl”.

You quickly became the focal point of our life. When we went anywhere, you were there with us. On our yearly vacation trips we would pack up the car and make a special place for your bed. You would travel on the back of the seat behind my neck, where you could smell the air and see everything that was going on. When you got tired, you would crawl onto Mom’s lap or into your bed and get a little sleep.

You enjoyed life so much…laying on the warm driveway and enjoying the sun; picking through bags that were left on the floor; playing with an empty toilet paper roll; sitting on the bathroom counter and licking Mom’s face when she was washing; playing with your hedgehog, froggie, and little-red-man....and then running around the house with them in your mouth as we chased you. When we got home from work you would be waiting for us at the window. We would pick you up and you would wrap your paws around our neck and shower us with kisses. At the beach you would chase after the foam as the waves went out, but would quickly run back when the waves came in. You didn’t like getting wet. In the park you would chase the squirrels, often trying to sneak up on them like a cat...low to the ground and crawling slowly. You loved playing outside and running around. When you wanted to play, you would run in a huge circle around us, so fast that we could never catch you. In the winter we would bundle you up in layers of sweaters and coats and put your red cotton socks on your feet to keep them warm. The socks would be held up with little mitten “suspenders”. You looked so cute all decked out in your winter attire.

You lived a long, healthy, and happy life right up until the end. We were so lucky to have you in our lives and there wasn’t anything we wouldn’t do for you. Any time you sneezed, we would take you to your Vet. They loved you and were saddened at your passing.

We miss your hugs and kisses, seeing you in the window waiting for us to come home, seeing your little tail wagging when we came through the door, and hearing your barks of joy and excitement. We miss you curling up next to us in bed, taking you for walks, and just holding you. The house is so empty without you. It was the hardest decision your Mom and I had to make, to help you go to the Rainbow Bridge, but it was time for you to leave us. You went quickly and peacefully in the arms of your loving Mom and Dad. I know you will enjoy playing with all your friends there, and that some day we will see you again and we will all cross the Bridge together. God gave you to us; He created you to be part of our life. We think of you often and your spirit is right here with us. We love you and you will always be in our hearts, NEVER, EVER to be forgotten. You will always be our baby…our little girl.

Love you always,

Mom and Dad

On May 15, 2011 at about 7:00 am PST, my baby girl Buttons, went to the Rainbow Bridge. She just lived to be 21 years old. The vet said that her kidneys had failed and that there was nothing that could be done for her. We chose to let go at home so she wouldn't be alone.

I said good night to her the night before she passed and went to bed not knowing that would be the last time I would see her alive. My dad had stayed up with her all night and was with her when she passed.

It hasn't even been a week, but I miss her so much. I come down the stairs in the morning and expect to see her in her bed in front of the fireplace and she's not there. I've cried a good number of times these past few days.

I knew this day was going to come but I didn't think it would be now and that it would be this hard. Part of the reason that this is so hard is that I grew up with her.

I was 8 years old when we found a litter of kittens at the side of our house. The mother cat was a neighbours' cat. She was the cutest kitten in the litter and we thought that she would be the short haired kitten and the others would be long haired. It turned out that she was the long haired one.

She used to hop along the grass like a rabbit when she was young and she would bunk in my bed with me at night. I used to call her my "bunk buddy". And we had some good conversations over the years too. She was a talker.

Eventually the pain will lessen but it will never go away. And even though one day I will have another cat, she can never be replaced and things won't be the same. I will never forget her. We all miss her.

So, good bye my sweet baby Buttons and wait for me at the Rainbow Bridge and I will see you there one day.

Love from your family,

Mom, Dad, Aaron and Samantha