Year 2011 Tributes

For pet names beginning with "O".

My DEAREST Oatmeal......mummy's heart is broken now that you are gone......she has lost her PRECIOUS "Snuggle Buddy". The 10 years that we had together were NOT long enough! You've been through SO much between your IVDD & your kidney/liver failure. Although you were able to walk again with acupuncture, mummy & daddy were not able to fix your kidney/liver failure. I know that you suffered the last few weeks of your life, but we know now that you are now pain free & healthy once again. Your sister Hannah & brother Ralphie miss you TERRIBLY!!!! Hannah has been watching the back door waiting for you to walk in again. Now that you are with your sisters Izzy & Bailey, I know that you are not lonely.

Live On in Peace & Happiness my DEAR Oatey!!!!!

You will FOREVER live on in my heart!

I will miss you til the day I die!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mummy (aka Paula)

Obi, I have never felt a greater love for any other living being. Our connection was strong and it will last forever. Thank you for waiting for me, nothing in the world has meant more to me than the last moment that we shared. I will carry it always. I cannot wait to see you again. I love you. We all love you.

Oddball God Bless You. May you be resting in heaven now with Tio Junior.  
I will always have you in my heart and prayers. I love you with all my heart and soul.

MY LITTLE TREASURE
There I was one day shopping at the mall
When I spotted you in a cage, you were so tiny and small
Your eyes were barely open and you were crawling all around
I soon became over joyed with this little treasure I had found.
As I picked you up and held you close, you looked so scared and lost
I knew you were mine from that moment, no matter what the cost.
I quickly embraced you and took you home with me,
Not knowing what a loyal little friend you would turn out to be.
I thanked God that night for giving you to me, to love
You were like my little rainbow from the skies up above.
As I watched you run and play and grow up stout and strong
You were such a little joy… to me you could do no wrong.
I gave to you all my love, affection, and TLC,
But you gave back so much more to me.
You gave me the pleasure of having a true and trusting friend,
And the sense of knowing, on you I could depend.
When I was sad and blue, you cheered me up and made me smile
By licking the tears from my face, and too remind me to feed you in a little while.
As the years went by, you remained my one constant and true
And the love, happiness, and joy I felt were all because of you.
In the last few years as I watched you grow older and become very ill,
It didn't matter to me because I loved you still
And in your last few days I knew your time with me was drawing nearer
I tried to be strong, and our memories together became a little dearer.
For you have left your paw prints so deeply stamped on my heart,
The bond we have shared my little treasure, will never be broken apart.
And now that your time with me has ended, I know you had to go,
Every time I look up at the sky, I see you panting on the bridge by the rainbow.

In memory of
Odessa
"My little treasure"
July 15, 1995 - 31 May 2010

Written by: Regina L. Louys 17 June 2010

Goodbye to you, our little blessing. You didn't belong to us when you were adopted by Caity, but when we babysat you, you seemed to respond to us. After 4 years, Caity lost a little interest and we said we would be glad to welcome you into our family. You were a part of our lives for the last four years. Already we miss you, miss your little scratching noises when you want treats, miss your climbing around your cage biting the cats. Lukie in particular seems to miss you, staring into your cage last night as if wondering where you are. I have 6 packages of treats we just bought for you. It breaks my heart to see them, your toys and food and cage.

You were brave to the end, Odie. You took your toys and hid them under the armoire, just as you always have, even though you were so weak. You got into your Gil's bag, and though you didn't play, you lay there and were happy to get to go inside. You touched me and Luke on the nose, sniffed Izzy and Molly, then left us. We had hopes that you were a little better, but it was not to be.

We never had any intention of having a ferret, but you won us over with your adorable ways. We will love and miss you all of our days until we see you again at the rainbow bridge. We hope you have much fun and many adventures until we come. Love, mom and dad.

1/9/2011 ~
OJ passed only 2 days ago, but oh how I miss him. He left MANY Paw Prints embeded on my heart & also my husband Jims in the 16 years we loved him, & him us ! My husband walked the Cancer Road for 27 months, & he too passed on 11/4/2011. OJ was his BED BUDDY thru Jims illness, & I am POSITIVE they had quite a reunion in Heaven last Friday ! I now have 2 more angels watching over me !!! Just how BLEST am I to have known them both !!

I just lost my best friend of 3yrs today at 3:00pm . He brought my such Happiness ~ Love ~ & Joy in his commitment every one of toughs day . A very short time but a life time of memories . I just hope I was able too do the same for him , he had been abused & was too be put down that day at shelter instead Oliver walked into my life for witch I can never say thank you enough . Till we meet again my handsome little man ...

XoXoXo's  
Shane

Oliver was my best friend; in some ways, my only friend. He was my companion, confidant, therapy dog and psychiatrist for 13 years. His greatest ambition in life was to be by my side. He embodied every good quality humanity can aspire to and made it look easy.

He had a healthy, happy life almost to the end. He loved and was loved by all who new him, but by none more than me. The great void in my heart will never be filled and I will never be the same without him.

Rest in Peace, sweetest friend.

John

Dearest Oliver,

When my heart was broken from ET's death, I thought I would never love another dog again. Although you stole my heart right away, at first, I compared you to ET, but then I realized I could love both of you for your unique natures. From then on,I was yours.

Your intelligence never failed to amaze me; I ran out of tricks to teach you! Your humor brought me incredible joy, and your outstanding beauty was a bonus...but I would have loved you even if you were old and fat and bald! My happiest memories are you striding down Broadway and West End Avenue, looking for admirers, and then, when you found one, giving her/him as much pleasure as s/he gave you. You were quite the dandy, but you never took yourself seriously and were always up for a good time.

Please know that I think of you every day, and that I loved you with all my heart, and still do. I would have done anything to keep you here, but I couldn't. So I let you go, and I hope you've learned to like other dogs by now instead of only people! I suspect, despite your discriminating taste, that you've found one or two buddies to hang with, who appreciate your sophistication and wit! Hang loose, baby, and be joyful

I will see you at Rainbow Bridge, and I kiss you once again. Om Mani Padme Hum.

Dear Oliver,

We rescued you, Ollie, to give you a better life. We poured our heart and soul into giving you the best we could. Your mother died when you were one-day-old. Perhaps, due to the loss of your mother so early, you did not have the advantage of her teachings as other dogs did. But, we tried to make up for that with a wonderful home, our love, and care for you.

You were my companion all day long, every day for almost ten years. You were my "someone" to talk to, to care for, to provide a better life for. To go for a walk, to go to the groomer, to go to the vet, to go for a ride, to go to the beach.

The night times were when Kris would care for your every need. Your "Ollie Out" time in the rain or snow, "Fun for Ollie" time and lots of cookies. We know you thought she was just a "puppy" for you to boss around. But, in the end you knew she was the best mother any dog could have ever had. She loved you.

You are gone now, because we could nor bear to see you in anymore pain and suffering. You tried so hard to give back the love we gave to you. I will always believe God chose us to be your guardian angel's here on earth, because He knew we were the right ones to care for you. We can only hope and pray you are on the Rainbow Bridge now free from any pain and suffering forever.

Good bye my friend. Good bye until we meet, again.

My Ollie Boy...


Some say he looked like a "Muppet" a scruffy kind of guy....
Liked to drag himself flat out, pulling himself across the lawn...
His favorite was hiking up in the Hawaiian rainforest ~ always in the lead. He was fearless and sweet, had a bark that was more of a "howl" that would scare the pants off ya !

He loved to hang out with Rick and the "gang" of dogs that lived next door....Rick being his second parent. Hey Mr. Ollie man I would hear Rick say, because the little guy was always there to greet him.

My granddaughter's loved him and so did our neighbor, Evelyn, who would walk him almost every day.

His life was blessed, he gave us the gift of laughter and fun.

He was my faithful companion for soooo long and I am grateful to him for bringing me so much JOY. My "Mr. Waudous" Ollie Boy RIP

You were the most loyal of friends, you never asked for more than a bite of food, a bowl of water, a little attention, and a place to sleep. For this, I was repaid with an unconditional love that i miss terribly. You always were and will be in my heart forever...

This goes out to our best friend of 17 1/2 years - We will never forget you Onyx - You were with Daddy for the full 17 1/2 years and with me for almost 10 - I loved you like you were my own - We miss you so so much - Our house is so empty without you - We wake up in the mornings and it's so quiet - Leo(our cat) misses you alot. We brought you home with us and put you in a place where we will always be able to see you. You are where you loved to be - by the lake over looking the water - Till we meet again our dear little Onyx -

We love you so so much & miss You

Love Daddy, Mommy Ian, Anthony & Leo  
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Opie was diagnosed with degenerative mylopathy (sp?) (some say this is the canine version of Lou Gehrigs disease) back in mid 2008. Around Dec. of 08, we received a 2 whl cart from the Corgi in Carts organization as his back legs got weaker and weaker. He was a Jet in the cart! At first, he wouldn't walk in it, I had to tempt him with pieces of Tortillas! (which he loved !) Little by little, he got very comfortable in the cart. I would take him to the park nearby and he would look for squirrels! If he saw any, he would run so fast in that cart that I couldn't keep up with him! Those were very happy days for both of us! By Jan of 2010, his front legs got quite weak, then we took him out of the cart. We kept him on a orthopedic bed at my house. I positioned him so he could see in the backyard. I had bird feeders that squirrels would come to, that would give Opie some excitement and he'd bark at them! Gradually, his bark got weaker and weaker. During the past two weeks, he didn't want to even eat the barbeque chicken I would get from the supermarket. I was hand feeding him small steak pieces and pieces of hamburger.  
Yesterday, July 5,2011 we took him on his final ride to the Vets. Opie, hope you have plenty of animals to herd and that you meet up with Roxy! Your good pal, Andy

Oreo was my buddy for 17 1/2 years. She came to us as a black and white ball of cocker spaniel that was by my side through moves across the country and more in between, a divorce, and my two daughers leaving for college. In all those years, I was always in her sight and she slept faithfully outside my bedroom door, allergies prevented her from sleeping in the room :-)I had to make the painful decision to put her out of her pain of arthritis, increasing dementia, and the slowing down of her digestive system that has caused her to be unable to digest food leading to loss of weight that made her look like a bag of bones. My love for her made the decision extremely difficult. She is finally pain free.

Oreo was a great cat, she died by a car hitting her.
It was a tragic loss.
She lived to only be 4.
I will miss her forever and it is such a sad though to know she is gone forever and can't be brought back.
Oreo had a brother Brootis my brother's cat.
When Oreo got hit he layed next to her body saying goodbye.
It is a good thing we let him say goodbye otherwise he would be looking for her.
Oreo had the softes fur any of my cats had.
I felt closer to Oreo because I reased her while she was still only 6 weeks old.
She was there for me when I need her and she was there when I needed someone to comfort me when I was having a bad day.
Oreo was a friend that I hoped to be a life long friend forever.

Our beloved Oreo forever in our hearts

Goodbye sweet boy, you'll be missed! :(. My heart breaks today as our Orion passed suddenly at 4:50 am this morning while we were rushing him to the vet. He died in my arms. He'll be missed deeply. I called him the perfect (doggy) child, never gave us an issue in 12.5 years. The pain in our hearts is worth the years of love and joy you gave to our lives.

We, and Ace your brother, miss you....

Oscar Mayer Weiner Dog, our precious little brown dog, we will love you and miss you forever. (We also called you Swirly Butt, Pooh Dog, Oscar Doodle, Little Buddy, and just Oscar) You walked out of the little kennel and chose Brandon, Taylor and Jordan to take you home! We loved you from the minute we brought you home. You filled our hearts with laughter and love. You didn't like us to leave, so you would lie in the doorway, or steal one shoe when we weren't looking. You were always quick to clean up any food spills in the kitchen for us! You would drop your toy and give kissies any time we asked! You waited patiently outside each kid's room when they weren't home, and didn't like them going away to college at all. You were always so excited to see them come home! You liked to take the warmest spot on the couch whenever anyone got up. You filled the house up with your unconditional love.  
Now that you're in heaven with Casey and Bingo, our house feels so empty. We look at your bed and you're not there. You're not at the door to greet us, or running past us as we go out the front door. I miss your manly big dog bark when the door bell rings. You always made me feel so safe! I can't go in the garden yet because you're not there to hunt lizards while I work. I hope you're chasing lizards once again with Bingo. I know he was so happy to see you cross over the bridge! We will see you again someday, our friend. Until then, our hearts will remain broken, but happy that we knew you and were blessed to have 14 1/2 years with you. Roll on the grass and enjoy the warm sun in heaven, little buddy. (Tell Nannie we love her!)

My Sweet Oscar,  
How I miss seeing you and kissing that big Golden head. I miss our mornings together in the garage watching the news and you with your morning cookie and me with my coffee. I still look for you when it rains and the thunder starts. Waiting for your puppy bark to come get you so your not alone and how we would lay together and I would sing you to sleep. I loved all my furbabies but you held a special place in my heart. I miss the Mommy and Oscar cooking show, car rides, walks, and the crazy puppy dance. You had the soul of an old person and a heart as big as the moon I know Gram was waiting for you at the bridge and I`m happy you two are together but Mommy`s heart is broken and I want you to know I will always love you and I thank god you came into my life when you did. Thank you for waiting until I was safe before you left, I know it wasn`t easy and your heart was broken after Gram died but like a true friend you kept your sadness inside seeing how sad we all were. Run free without pain my little boy and I will see you again at the bridge. Hugs and kisses forever. - Mom

In June 2010, I found and fell in love with Oscar. During our year-long battle with finding the right dose and mixture of anti-convulsants, Oscar had gone from being on 1/8 grain of Phenobarbitol twice a day to an entire grain twice a day—an amount unusual to be prescribed for such a small dog. In the meantime, I did what I could on to educate myself on every aspect of his disorder—from medications to best neurologists in the field to low glutamate/aspartate/grain-free/soy-free/gluten-free diets. He became my little project. He went from having one every few weeks to a period of four months where he was blissfully seizure-free.

Not once throughout this entire process did I even think about quitting, about returning him to a shelter. He was mine—seizures or no seizures. As long as he would fight, I would too. No way was I going to throw in the towel. Unfortunately, I had to throw in the towel on July 19, 2011 because he was in pain.

Having a dog pass away on its own is one thing; having to make the choice of whether or not you’re going to end another living thing’s life is another. It’s probably the worst type of guilt you could ever feel. I ended the life of this little guy that made me so incredibly happy in one year’s time.

Oscar’s personality was very comical, but he was also very stubborn. He hated everything to do with winter—the cold, the piercing winds, freezing rain, ice, snow that could swallow him whole if he stepped in a mound. We had many a conversation about packing his doggy suitcase and hitting the road for Arizona, but we never quite made it. If Oscar didn’t want to walk, he would hault his little body and yank me backwards. If I tried to pull him in one direction and he didn’t care for it, he’d grab his leash in his mouth and start thrashing it about. If I ever thought for a minute that I was walking him, he would instantly prove me wrong. I was never the Alpha Dog to him, and I came to accept that.

Oscar was also very jealous. He did not want his Mommy talking to other people—especially other boys. Text messaging in his presence was strictly prohibited, and God forbid I try to talk to someone on the phone. He was to be the center of my attention.

It’s not a stretch to say he was a small dog with a big personality. When he started falling ill, his personality started to fade as well. It’s almost like the life was just sucked right out of him. Oscar was gone before his physical being was gone.

That is how I know he stopped fighting.

Even through all the seizures he’d had in the past year, he always bounced back. But part of me knew that he wasn’t, in fact, going to bounce back from this, especially after getting bad news on a morning I was preparing to bring him home and nurse him back to health myself.

The choice came down to whether I was going to keep going to try to save Oscar and be fully committed, or the other option that I’d been dreading since the day I got him…euthanasia.

The unpredictable outcome of the organ troubles he was having combined with uncontrolled seizure activity worse than I’d probably ever seen, unfortunately steered me in the direction of Option B. Verbalizing those words, “We have to stop,” was like upchucking knives.

When Oscar had his last seizure in my arms, I knew it had to be done. He was done fighting. He was sprawled in my lap with my hand cupping his face as he went limp. I looked into his little face as the doctor picked him up and he was, in fact, gone. I kissed him on his mouth and that’s the last mental image I will ever have of him. He’s now resting—SEIZURE-FREE—under a canopy of trees at our family home. He always preferred the shade.

We may have only had that one year together, but it was probably the best year of my life. Yes, through all the unpredictable nights, all the bloodwork, everything…it was the best year. I don’t regret keeping him, nor the costs surrounding his condition. Oscar taught me how to love something so deeply that you would do anything for them—even end their suffering. He taught me to rearrange my priorities, to be more patient and responsible, less selfish, more caring and loving.

I will miss him every day. I will probably cry every day for a long time. But I guess that’s a small price to pay for all that he’s given me.

Our Darling Old Man  
You lived a wonderful life, you were an amazing companion, it was your time to join your sister Sophie and Isabella. We miss you and will always love you and you will stay in our heart forever. Vicki and Harry your Mum and Dad

Otis loves his toys "Squeaky,crinkly" though take one if you dare cause in this Yorkshire Terrier lay the heart and soul of a bear. Up and down the town he'd go with his daddy in tow around the shops they'd be Otis marching merrily, Home he'd go to his mummy, rolling on the ground playing with his panda it didn't make a sound.

Your mummies wee son now your destinys done, the journey you make for home you won't be alone you take a bit of them too.We'll all miss you Otis its true...

Love from mummy and daddy and all who loved you...xxx