Year 2011 Tributes

For pet names beginning with "R".

PROVIDENCE BROUGHT YOU TO US 4 YEARS AND 8 MONTHS AGO WHEN YOUR FUTURE DAD FOUND YOU ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WITH A PELLET SHOT THROUGH YOUR SHOULDER. YOU CAME TO US LOOKING SO BEDRAGGLED , A THROW AWAY DOG , AGE UNKNOWN,A TRUE 57 HEINZ VARIETY, THUS THE NAME YOU WERE GIVEN, RAGGS.

YOU WERE A GOOD ,LOYAL COMPANION AND FRIEND TO US. ONE OF OUR FUR KIDS. YOU LOVED YOUR FELLOW FUR BROTHERS AND SISTER EVEN THOUGH THEY WERE CATS.

WE CELEBRATE YOUR TIME WITH US AND WISH WE HAD MORE TIME WITH YOU,BUT AGE AND INFIRMATIES TOOK YOU AWAY- YOU WILL BE ONE OF THE BRIGHTEST STARS AT THE RAINBOW BRIDGE. WE HAVE LOST A PART OF US TODAY AND YOU WILL ALWAYS REMAIN IN OUR HEARTS.

SUE AND PAUL
ANGEL,GABBY,ROCKY AND SPIKE

Raider was the most intriguing pet that I ever had. He loved me and I loved him. I did not realize how much it would hurt when he passed away. He was a short hair standard doxie who was very loyal and loving. I really miss all of the things that we did together. We walked to the mailbox together almost daily. Now, when I go, it is so lonely and so sad not to have him running around and meeting up with me occasionally on the trail. He would never walk beside me, but always went exploring nearby, always keeping one eye out for me and my whereabouts. He slept beside me at night and greeted me in the mornings. When I was away, he always met me at the door and welcomed back into his heart all over again. He is gone from my presence, but never from my heart and I thank him for all of the precious memories and the good times that we had. I always considered him my precious gift from the Lord. I believe with all my heart that I will see him in Heaven because no place could be perfect without him. So Raider, this is not goodby because I cannot say goodbye to you my precious and faithful friend. It is but a period of separation and until then just know that I will always love him from the depths of my heart.

Ralphy puppy, you're so cute I want to bite your nose,

Ralphy puppy, you're so cute I want to bite your toes,

Ralphy puppy, you're so cute I love you I do!

You're my sweety, you're the little boy I adore,

You're my baby, you're the puppy I come home for.

You're my sweety, you're the boy that I love the best.

You're my angel. You're in Heaven above.

I'll always LOVE you. You're the ONLY boy I think of.

I know you'll be there when I cross that Rainbow Bridge.

I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU RALPHY.

Rina.

Come see Mommy!!

Rambo my buddy, you were truly a gift of God. I asked Him for another chance to show unconditional love for a pet and then you showed up in my life. Not only did you give me a chance to love unconditionally, you showed me that I could be loved unconditionally. You were a perfect example of what God throughout the ages have taught us to strive to be, Love. The wound of your passing is still so fresh that I expect to find it was all a nightmare and when I awoke, you would still be here to be my constant companion, my shadow and my friend. If only that was true, then I could hold you once more and tell you I love you like I have a thousand, no millions of times before. I truly believe that we will meet again but until then I will hold you in my heart, evermore.

Your buddy,  
John

Ransom came to us as a rescue dog from Golden Retriever Rescue of North Texas on 2/29/04. There was something so inherently special about him that, when we met him, our family instantly fell in love with him. We could tell that he needed us, and after a very short while, we knew that it was truly us who needed him. We will never forget the excitement as we built our swimming, and he jumped in for the first time, the thrill of the ride and the family time together as we drove half way across the country to take him to The Keys to vacation this past summer, the way he would wait to be beckoned into bed on cold Texas nights. This was truly the best dog that ever lived, although by all accounts, he was half person... He was so brave on his final day in this world, as he looked at all of us to let us know that he would be ok, if we promised him that we would be ok. Ransom, we will never forget you, and are so thankful that you truly taught us how to live and be silly. That is one thing I will never forget is how to be silly, and thanks to you, Randy will have a silly streak in him. You are missed more than you will ever know. We love you from the bottom of our empty hearts! Love you forever, Laurie, Randy, Mickey, and Sam

Rascal was a Chihuahua/Corgi mix. He loved his big brother Duffy. They met back in 1999 and when their master, Guy Parker, was dying of cancer. He put them both in a rescue shelter with a request that they not be separated. We adopted them both on 5-5-2000, and they were always together. Rascal loved his family, loved to take "walks." In fact, if you said the word "walk" he would jump up and down, and spin in a circle to tell you he wanted one. When it was close to "chow time" Rascal would come up to you and push you with his paw. He would jump and down and spin in circles until you got off your butt and fed both him and Duffy. Rascal would bark for his food too. He was patient, and attentive and loved his family. When you spoke to him in human talk, he would cock his head to the left, trying to understand your words. He knew these words, Mommy, Chow Time, Go for a Walk, Duffy, and Alison. Rascal was terrified of the vacuum machine, ice-maker, broom sticks, rolled up newspapers, and most of all fireworks and thunder. Rascal loved to eat rolly polly bugs, and the raw hide toys (after Duffy softened them up.) Rascal loved to sit on the couch with you, but would always ask permission first, by scratching the edge of the couch with his paw, until you patted the couch, inviting him to join you. We will miss you Rascal. We know you wanted to join your brother, Duffy, who passed away on April 13th. You are both in Doggy Heaven now, chasing cats, and fighting skunks (but winning now). Rest in peace, Rascal, we love you and miss you. Jim, Vicki, Alison, Chris, Liz, Emma, and Evelyn.

How fun my daily routine used to be
Getting up bed to brush my teeth
I cannot longer hear you while you are asleep.

Your pink collar is empty for the morning walk
So is your food plate and your water bowl

I squeeze your collar attached to your leach
I squeeze it hard on my chest in grief

All I can do is pray and be strong
I lit this candle for you in the name of the Lord

I put these flowers for you my love
You are my Raven and I will never let you go

Just like Woody who my life also touched
In my heart I will have you both

I'm looking and looking to get another pet
That will never replace you but will give me again

What you both gave me will forever be
Unconditional love that I have received

In your honor again I may receive
The bless of a pet that will take care of me

I am so sorry when I sometimes got mad
You did not care and were on my side

I shall be waiting to see if life
Will grant me a pet as wonderful as you are

We are just creatures created by God
Oh how wonderful was feeling your love

With this wonderful bond that will never end
Thank you for what you gave me here on earth

You are not suffering you are not longer in pain
Don't know where you went but your ashes remain

I commend your spirit in the name of God
Because what you gave me will never be lost


I composed this grief poem for you in heaven
You will always be remembered you will always be my Raven

I knew I wanted a dog but wasn’t sure that a Jack Russell Terrier was for me. I loved their independent nature and energy but I wanted a dog I could bond with as well. Most of the puppies I had looked at wouldn’t slow down long enough to allow a connection to take place. Then, while looking at some puppies, one little female broke from the group, put her head on my leg, looked into my eyes and I was smitten. There was never a Jack Russell like Reagan. She was loving and gentle which is why she became the perfect therapy dog, the only Jack in the groups we were in. Yet, when outside, she was a fierce hunter. Of course, she didn’t remember any of her commands, including her name and had to stay on-leash.

She was funny, mischievous, and smart. When she was a puppy, she would stare at me and I could almost see the gears in her head trying to come up with something to be BAD. Suddenly she would dart past me and grab the closest thing in her mouth she knew she wasn’t allowed to have and with JRT speed blow by me and out the door. Smiling, I’m sure. She did this thing we called running laps when something scared or excited her and after baths. She’d get really big eyed and look like she wasn’t in control of herself, then somehow her butt got really low to the ground. She’d fly around the house, yard, passing objects so fast and close I was afraid she’d slam into them. As she went by me she’d let out this little growl and at times, she’d nip me.

She scared me many times with her inquisitive nature combined with hunting instincts. The day I brought her home, she was chasing something along the swimming pool and fell in. Next thing I knew, I could see her at the bottom of the deep end. She was only 4 pounds and she looked terrified. I jumped in, fully clothed to pull her out. Another time, she walked into the house looking like Spuds MacKenzie the Bull Terrier with her nose swollen and welts all over it. She fell over like the little old man in Laugh-In. I called the vet who said to get there immediately. It turned out she had shoved her nose into a yellow jackets nest and was in anaphylactic shock. One time I discovered her about 20 feet up a tree, precariously perched at the end of a limb. The result of a failed squirrel chase. I wasn’t able to stop her from climbing the tree the whole time I lived in that house and held my breath that she didn’t fall out of it. Whether it was squirrels, lizards, rats, rabbits, even fish, you name it, she was focused and tenacious. She lived to hunt.

I did get my buddy as well. She went everywhere with me. I bought a car seat that went in the passenger side of the car. She sat up and looked out the window, just like a co-pilot. People frequently waved and talked to her or at a minimum smiled. She flew under the seat in front of me on airplanes, went on vacations, to hotels, on boats, restaurants. It was hard to make the flight on time because she was such a ham. As soon as someone approached her, she’d roll over so they could rub her belly, then people from all over the airport would come to pet her.

Devastatingly, Reagan was diagnosed with transitional cell carcinoma (TCC) bladder cancer last June at the age of 12. I was told there was nothing I could do and would be lucky if she lived more than a couple of months. After chemotherapy failed, I moved from Pennsylvania to Colorado to take her to Colorado State University where the latest research could provide the best chance for her.

At CSU we treated Reagan’s cancer with IMRT (Intensity Modulated Radiation Therapy) which had only been used on 12 dogs in the past 3 years. Reagan’s kidneys had been compromised because of the cancer but she reacted extremely well to the month long treatment. Reagan made friends with a male Jack Russell terrier named Milo. Leave it to my little short legged, broken coated Jack Russell to find love and support at radiation therapy. The 2 Jack Russells were known through-out the hospital, bringing smiles to people’s faces as they pranced down the hall, ears flopping and tails wagging, flopping over for belly rubs. Part of Reagan’s therapy dog training, maybe.

My sweet Reagan lost her courageous battle with cancer and kidney disease on April 8. She lived out her final days with the same tenacity and zest for life as she demonstrated all of her almost 13 years. Up until the very last, she was engaged in battle with a squirrel that dared to move into a tree in the backyard. When it was clear that Reagan was very ill, I was petting her as she was lying in the sun in the backyard and told her if she wanted to let go, it was ok. Suddenly, she jumped up and shot off across the yard. She ran to a tree, jumped up and down, yipping the JRT “there’s something I’ve got to kill” bark, then pulled a few pieces of bark off the tree in frustration because the squirrel had gotten away from her. She and the squirrel “dueled” for the next 2 months. At her last exam, her tumor still appeared to be stable. Milo is still doing very well. Some unknown event caused Reagan to go into kidney failure which ultimately took her life. Reagan taught me about enjoying life, living in the moment, trust and unconditional love. I know she’s in a better place where she’s again able to run, play and chase with abandon. She is greatly loved and greatly missed.

Rebel (Rebellious Moonlight Dancer) was such a special minpin with so much personality and beauty. He could run so fast, jump like a deer and play devil dog like no other. Everyone that met him just fell in love with him. We got him when he only weighed 2.2 lbs. in Sept. 1995 and grew to be a huge 10 lbs. I remember when he lost his first tooth, the first time he lifted his leg, the first time he barked was when I put up a plastic Santa. It shouldn't have been there so I took it down and never put it back up until he passed. He loved to go visit grandpa every Sat. and grandpa always looked forward to seeing him. I remember Rebel was always cold in the fall and winter and crawling under my sweatshirt to keep warm was his favorite thing. It was such a special bond. He also loved to find any little sun spot and just lie there. He loved the sun. I remember him watching out the upstairs window waiting for us if we went outside, and how his face lit up and ears perked up when mommy came upstairs. When he saw me, the little tail would wag uncontrollably. He never left my side and followed me everywhere. When I would cook he would always bat me with a toy to come play because he wasn't getting my attention but that was okay because that was my Rebel. I remember the first time he got away from me on the leash. I was frantic. I ran around town and everytime I got close he'd bolt. It took hours but I got him and always wrapped the leash around my arm after that never to let that happen again. We even got a camper so we could take him on vacation with us, we called the camper "the dog house". He loved me to blow bubbles loved chasing and popping them. He loved to get brushed but wasn't big on kisses as he got older. When he was 11 when we were taking our late night walk after the rain a big dog off leash jumped us and that was the beginning of the last 4 years of walking difficuly and lots of other problems for Rebel. The owner didn't care but my baby was hurt. The vet put him on steroids for so long that he was dying and then I found a great chiropractor who helped him walk without steroids. He stumbled a lot but he didn't seem to care, I always said Rebel was his own worst enemy. He wanted to walk and walk until I would carry him home so he didn't overdo it. Life was tough those last 4 years but he kept on chugging along. Then in the spring of 2010 at almost 15 he started crying everytime he saw another dog. He wanted to see every dog instead of stand up to them like he always did. He did that same thing as a puppy and I wondered if that was the beginning of the end. Little did I know I was right. In July of 2010 he was doing great then one day just stopped eating and the color was leaving his fur. I took him to the vet and she said his liver was failing. I had the make the hardest decision of my life. I promised him I would never let him suffer and after trying everything in my bag of tricks he didn't eat for over a week and was going downhill fast we took our last ride to the vet, I'll never forget that morning. The end was painless, he was almost limp when we got there but still did his business outside for one last time. I promised I'd be there at the end and both daddy and I stood there as he took his last breath. Leaving without him was so painful then a massive thunerstorm came out of the blue(was that a sign). I've lost loved ones in my life but losing Rebel seemed to hurt so much more. Two days after his death I saw the first double rainbow I ever saw and knew he made it to the bridge, that was the sign. The loss is still painful after a year and a half. It's taken that long for me to be able to write this tribute for him. His fur sister is still with us but took his death very hard also. She hasn't been the happy girl since losing him. I didn't know she loved him so much until he didn't come home that day, she knew and it showed. That made losing him that much harder. Rebel was my first dog since I was a child and he made life so special. I'll never forget him and love him until we meet again. Sleep tight my angel, you're always in my heart. Mommy, daddy and Shelby love you.

Remington was my best friend and soulmate. We spent 21 years together. He gave my life meaning and I gave him my love. There will always be an empty space in my heart because he is no longer with me but I will join him one day. I love you my beautiful boy.

My Dearest Remus,

My constant companion, always by my side no matter where I was in the house. Sometimes I wondered why you had to follow me every where. My heart is still breaking knowing your not here and I miss you so very much. I loved you very much and I am so sorry that I didn't get you to the doctor sooner and please know that you were loved. You had the most gentle disposition that everyone who ever met you just fell in love with you. We all have many memories of you, camping, playing in the water and just sitting by my side watching TV or taking naps with me. You were loved and I will never ever forget the joy you brought into our life. Please be happy now and have fun with Romy, Kernel, Captain Jack, Simon and Tasha. I will be with you some day again. I LOVE YOU REMUS, my constant companion.

Sue

My beautiful tri-colored beagle Reuben went to the Rainbow Bridge today. He died from Cushing's disease as he had an adrenal tumor in the vena cava. As I sit here and weep uncontrollably, I remember the day my husband and I saw him at the Charles County Maryland Humane Society. He was the only dog who did not cry out for attention and just glanced up at my husband and me before lying back down to rest. Reuben knew that he was special enough for someone to choose him without having to fight the others for attention.

Reuben was a very special dog who caused others to go out an adopt dogs. His mild mannerisms made others want to add a dog to their family. I enjoyed Reuben’s independence and personality, and yearn to share one last snack with him.

Although an autopsy has indicated that my husband and I made the right decision to euthanize, I still miss him terribly. Life at home will definitely be different without my Reuben. Eventually, both of our hearts will heal and the pain will lessen, but the memories of Reuben will never fade.

My Arabian Mare was stolen from me by the man whose land I was keeping her on; a man who we believed was our friend. He sold her to a sale barn owner without my permission, and she was ultimately shipped to slaughter. Rhapsody Rhose was my friend. She was my partner in all things beautiful. Rhapsody was stolen on April 3rd, 2011 and slaughtered April 7, 2 days before her 22 birthday. She was a Purebred Polish Russian Arabian Mare born April 9, 1989. Rhapsody was never bred. She was raised and trained for pleasure riding only, as was her mother, Romantica Rose, who still survives. Rhapsody's bloodline contained several patron lines and was the granddaughter of National Grand Champion Marsianin, and the daughter of Borexpo. She was valued between $5000- $25,000. She was sold to the kill buyer for $65. She may not have been a show horse, a racehorse, a mare who produced wonderful foals and she never won any trophies. But what I lost when she was taken goes far beyond any "financial claim" or "wasted time". An innocent horse that I had ridden for 20 years, who grew up with me, who taught me lessons all the time(and continues to do so!!), who ALWAYS missed my presence, appreciated my hugs, kept my secrets and never betrayed me, was murdered at the hands of a human, whom she was always trained to obey and respect. I remember the last time I saw her, and we experienced that moment....the one when you are alone with your horse and are eye to eye with them, so peaceful and you can feel that unconditional love in eachothers gentle touch. But although she is gone, she lives on in my spirit. And she waits for me beyond this place. And she is happy and suffers no more.

No matter where I go from here, you can bet that if you look for me 10, 20 or 30 years down the road, I will still be, in some way or another, In Pursuit Of Justice For Rhapsody Rhose, because In Spirit, She Guides Me. ~JC~

To my Boo Boo Bear.
You were my baby and boy did you love me.
You moved to 3 different cities with me and you rolled along with the program.
You made people love you whether they wanted to or not.
I knew you would leave me one day, I just didn't expect it to be so sudden.
I took you to the vet thinking you had a stomach virus in the morning, and then the vet calls me telling me you should be put to sleep because of unexpected issues found during surgery.
I'm sorry I didn't take you to the vet the day before, even though you would have still been put to sleep, that would have been one less day that you would have been in pain.
I know you're in heaven, free of pain and arthritis.
You can run and jump on and off all of the beds that you want to and eat all of the snacks you want sweetie. No more diets for you
Love you forever,
Your mama, Michelle

Our dear Ridley,
            It is with the deepest of sorrows that we say goodbye to you. Your illness was so sudden and so devastating, we are still reeling from your loss. Even today, you were acting your old Mini Pin self by barking at the larger dogs at the vets. How can it be that you've passed?
            You were a sweetie and a dog that demanded attention. A real yapper. And don't get us started about your love of food! Your begging techniques were one of a kind. You had a large personality for such a small dog and anyone who met you on the street had to smile. It is painful to look around and not see you sleeping on your pillow, or trolling the kitchen for crumbs, or barking at the next door neighbors dog. We thought you'd be around for a very long time. 7 ½ years doesn't seem long enough. Fannie, Toby, and Duchess also know there buddy is gone. When you came home from the hospital last Saturday, they were happy to see you. But they knew something was wrong. Duchess is now sleeping on your pillow. She looks a little sad.
            Less than three months ago we lost your buddy Gizmo. Wherever you are now, Ridley, go find her and keep each other company until we can all be together again. Please know you were and are loved and missed and we feel truly blessed for having had such a precocious pup in our lives.
With love forever and ever,
Margaret, Gaby, Joey, Brianne, Alexa, Fannie, Toby, and Duchess.

My precious little angel.....I mis you more then words can say, and i have always and forever will love you with all my heart. You have brought immense love and happiness into my life, you define the word uncondtional love. You were the most loving compassionate dog I have ever known. You wouldnt even step on a cricket, let alone hurt anything else, but at the same time you did what ever needed to be donbe to protect your family. I cant imagine life without you, infact I dont remember my life without you.I know you're in good hands now at peace, and in no more pain. i love you my sweetie, and I will see you in heaven....

Hey Riv,

It's been 2 full years since you had to leave me here on Earth. Not a day has passed that I haven't missed you, talked to you, prayed for you, or looked at your pictures. A HUGE part of my heart ascended into Heaven with you that morning River. I take your chain with me EVERYWHERE I go, so you can finally go to work with me puppy. No more guessing 'Where did Daddy go' when I walk out the door.

I miss EVERYTHING about you puppy. Watching you in the rear-view mirror bouncing from window to window when we'd go for a ride. The path you wore out in the carpet when you'd go on one of your tangents if someone came to visit, or you got mad, or you just decided it was time to play. The way you'd grab ahold of your Grandma's sleeve and drag her around to wherever it was you wanted her to play with you, no matter how much she yelled at you and told you to stop. The way you'd bounce around from seat to seat in the Explorer to see where it was I went when I got out, even if it was just to pump gas. I always had to be in your line of sight.

I miss the way you'd force yourself in between me and anyone else, just because you had to have my undivided attention. You used to make Tiffany sooo mad sometimes. LOL. The way you braced yourself on the steps to keep me from falling one night while you were just a pup. The way you would try to pick up as many pinecones in your mouth as possible. I think 6 was your record. The way you'd jump straight up at the screen door whenever anyone would come over. You were such the host!!!

I miss the way you'd cuddle up with Daddy in bed until I fell asleep, then go lay down and sleep next to the toilet because it was nice and cool for you...only to get up at the sound of the alarm clock and come back to bed so that I would wake up next to you. The countless circles you would spin for minutes at a time just to find the right place to 'drop a deuce'. The way you would stand up and put your legs on my shoulders when I sat in the computer chair as if to give me a hug. The way you would lay your head across my chest on the recliner or in bed.

I miss you taking pictures with Santa Claus. I miss how you'd block my hand from reaching for your soccer ball when we'd play...and how you'd lift your front leg like you could steal the ball away from me. The way you cuddle up with your toys in the bed and stare at yourself in the mirror. The way you looked at yourself in the mirror more than I did. The way that you'd allow me to clip your nails give you pills with no problem. The way that you'd let me put a treat on the tip of your nose and sit patiently (sometimes for a minute or more) until I said 'ok' before you moved or tried to eat it.

I miss the way you would walk next to me while I cut Aunt Mary's grass. People would walk or drive by and shake their heads in disbelief that you would just follow me around without running off. The way that you would 'pee' just a little bit when you saw me after I'd been gone for more than a day. The way you would lay behind my computer chair for hours on end while I surfed the 'net'. The 'look' you'd give me when it was time to go outside and handle business. The way you would sit like a frog and look up at me or your Grandma with those loving eyes.

I miss the way you would act crazy and do the silliest things when I would get upset or sad. The way you distract me if I started crying about my Grandmother passing, or how you seemed to understand and lend a crying shoulder when my Grandfather passed. The way you were ever so gentle when my friend Bo brought his babygirl over and you crawled around on the floor right next to her. The way you were ALWAYS SMILING...and so friendly, no matter who you came in contact with.

I miss YOU RIVER. I miss taking care of you when you were ill, even though I HATED the fact that you were suffering. I'll never forget the terror I felt the night your tumor burst, nor will I ever forget the compassion I felt from Geri, Steve, Eric, and Ashley. I know you felt the love from them just as I did. True friends. GOD BLESS THEM. I knew when you would lay down facing away from me you were only keeping me from seeing the pain in your face. I know that you held on as long as you could for me. I know that you lived you life for me. I AM FOREVER GRATEFUL. I will never forget the way you put your paws across my arm and stared into my eyes on our living room floor just a few hours before you took your last breath. It would be the last time you would see me through EARTHLY eyes. That image will live with me forever.

Words cannot express the love I have for you River. I long for the day that you and I are reunited at Rainbow Bridge so that we can go on and live for Eternity with God and our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.

I LOVE YOU RIVER.

REST IN PEACE.

DADDY

My Rock-Star as i liked to call him is so missed, i think about him all the timei miss him so much.. he was taken to soon...he was my friend, my very best friend.....i know he is at the rainbow trail and waiting for me...

This is a Tribute to a kind and gental rottweiler named Rock.. when rock came into my life i did not know how old he was or the extent of pain my rock star went through. he was abused and affraid of everything.. at 170 lbs. he came to trust again and he knew he was loved his last yrs were happy. he lived with his best friend Sumara who now serches everyday for him and cant understand why he is not home...i miss him

13 years ago, God let me borrow an angel in the form of a beautiful,golden haired puppy. Who could have known that you would so quickly become the star of my life & owner of my heart?  
The joy and happiness that you brought to me and our family is immeasurable and I am so grateful for every moment spent loving and caring for you throughout our years together...so when it was time,just hours ago,that you looked up at me and your eyes said "Mommy,I'm tired..I need to go now"...I knew it was time to give my angel back to God,to be at his side,to run and jump and play in his kingdom,free of any more pain...I let you slip away from my world to His in the comfort of my arms that always held you so dear and safe.  
My sweet boy,you are the wind through the trees,the brightest star shining in the sky and I will hold you in my heart until I draw my last breath on this earth...then I will see you again. You are my forever sunshine,the joy of my soul....thank you,thank you,thank you,thank God for you.  
Love,  
Mommy

Rockie - my precious baby boy. You were truly a "rock" for your sister and your mommy. You got us through so much. You were so loving, protective, fearless, and funny. You loved unconditionally. You thought you were a big dog, even though you never weighed more than 15 lbs. I sometimes thought you were a pig disgused as a dog - you never turned down the opportunity to wolf down a snack - accidentally found or deliberately given.

You were so full of life and love; we were not prepared for you to leave us so quickly. You didn't look sick on the outside, but I guess your little heart was just so filled with love for us and for life, that it couldn't keep working the way it was supposed to. Now, your sister Rosie and I will always have a hole in our hearts because you're not with us.

Rockie, I'm trying to keep reminding myself that you would be sad if you saw us crying. I remember your tail wagging when we had our morning cuddle time and that's how I want to think of you. I can see you in heaven, on a cloud, spread-eagled on your back....with an angel rubbing your belly. You're breathing easy and you can jump up and chase the other babies around just like you used to with Rosie...

Our little Rockie David Passed away exactly 2 months after his brother Cooper. Rockie was our rescue baby that I found sitting in the back of a no kill shelter looking frail and weak. I fell in love with his little face and the fact that I had never seen a dog that looked like him before in my life. Rockie was a rare breed, he is a Klee Kai and required lots of attention. I found that Rockie had been tossed into a field by his owners and it took some time for a life saving lady to trap him and bring him to a shelter. Rockie needed lots of medical care and I was determined to help this beautiful soul live the life he deserved. Like his brothers, I had cooked his every meal, Steaks, chicken and with Vet permission he ate McDonalds. Taco Bell, anything he wanted to take his medication with. On Feb 15, 2011 I found that Rockie had cancer in his lungs, liver and rectum and there was nothing more we could do for him as we had tried every medication to get his sinus infections under control. The morning of Feb 16, 2011 Rockie was unable to breath when he woke up and I knew it was time to let go. Ont his day Rockie David went to take care of his brother Sir Ronnie and I find little comfort in knowing they are happy together. I love and miss you my precious little baby. You were a huge light in mommy's life.

Rocky,

You will always mean the world to me. What I will miss the most about you are the subtleties in your behaviour that no one else ever really saw or appreciated. You were always the rascal, little troublemaker but the cutest little puppy dog ever. "Who's that girl...? :)"...We will always be the best of friends and I will never forget you.

Find Lucky and keep each other occupied and happy until the day we meet again. All of us. Keep staying cheerful Rocky. There's nowhere to go but up and remember I'll always be with you.

Love now and always,  
Andrew Lee.

Dearest Rocky,

Saying goodbye to you was one of the hardest things we've ever had to do. We miss your beautiful brown eyes looking at us so lovingly, your paws clicking on the floor, your constant panting...We miss EVERYTHING about you. The house is so empty and sad without you. We hope you crashed into Gringo as soon as you saw him like you used to do. We imagine you both together again and it brings us great comfort, also knowing you are both young and spry again. Feeling so blessed to have had you for over 14 years. You will hold a special place in our hearts forever beautiful Rocky Roo Roo! We look forward to the day we will be reunited, wait for us patiently and know how truly loved you are.

Love,  
Your Family:  
Mommy, Terry, Tristan & Taylor

Goodbye my little black bear...

Dear Rocky,  
It has been several months now since you had to go. I still miss you always at my side, your nose at my hand. I keep looking for you in "your spot" in the bath room and I know I have heard your tags clinking softly when you would lick your big paws.

I still see you in my minds eye you flying down the stairs in our house in Minnesota, and when we moved to Texas, you found out those stairs were too steep to fly, but you tried anyway and crash landed at the door.

I want you to know that I can hardly wait to see you again, the good bye that night was so painful, but you were struggling my sweet boy. I petted you for a long time after you slipped away, so still, resting peacefully at last, no more struggling. Through it all you were the sweetest dog I have ever known. You never met a stranger, all were welcome at your house.

You were unique, a one of a kind, a one in a trillion that will never be made again. I know that your love of your family both two legs and four were always safe with you watching over us.

I will always remember you, my big boy, your silly grins, your deep bark of welcome, the funny things you did and how you tried to disappear when you got into trouble.

I found a basket and the handle has teeth marks in it. I keep my reading materials in it. I have a small piece of you still with me. Rest well Rocky, and one day you will see me walking over the bridge.

Romeo was rescued from an abusive, near death situation in 2005. For six years he blessed my life with his spirit and his soulful ways. We walked many miles together all over Seattle. We went to car shows, and even some house parties, where he was always gentle and everyone loved him. He had been abused yet he let children touch him all over. He could seem rather stoic to the public at times but he was always sweet and loving to me. He was my 'protector', my playmate, my steadfast companion, my soulmate dog. He was a "special needs" dog in many respects, especially the last year. He often seemed to not know where he was, but when he relaxed and was snoozing, I could pet him all over and kiss him and he knew it was me. I could not let you live in fear or confusion any more, my love. I could not watch as your body lost it's muscle and fat, and your legs gave out. I could not let you live in pain or any kind of suffering, and I am so sorry if I let you go too soon or too late. I did the best I could and I love you still, more than anything or anyone. I miss you so much, and I'll see you again someday, Romeo. Lady Luck and I give you our love and think of you every day. I hope you are at peace now.

Romeo, my little orange buddy, you lived up to your name, always sweet and loving. I will always miss your kitty hugs, your warmth on my lap, your purrs and snuggles. I will never forget how you always jumped on my back, nuzzled my neck, and purred loudly when I was on my hands and knees weeding the garden. When I came home, you would always be waiting by the door to greet me. I will miss giving you those head rubs that you adored and oh, how you loved to chase those ‘twisty ties’. You are my forever cat and we are all heartbroken that you are no longer here. Barbara, Joe and Lisa

We had rosco for almost 13 years. He was a swwet and adoroble dog. He was very spoiled by everyone was a very frendily dog. We miss u allready and we will never forget. You. Santos,gladys,lisa, fico and fam.

She was our child for almost 14 years. She was a beautiful Keeshond whom we rescued and in return gave us love in greater measure than we can ever explain. We spoiled her terribly and it gave us great pleasure to do so. Rose was a snow dog. Living in Buffalo, New York was a great stroke of luck for her and for us. She would burrow through drifts and roll over and over and come up with a face full of white stuff. She was the kind of dog that smiled and her smile was such a pleasure for us. She developed Cushing's Disease a number of years ago but the medicine took care of her and her coat was rich and full and her eyes were clear enough to see into our souls.
We miss Rose all the time. So many things remind us of her. Aside from holding her when she went to sleep, the worst thing was coming home, opening the door and finding no little black nose waiting to greet us. Sometimes it feels like we shall never stop crying.
But we know that Rose has joined her friend Dave and all the pets that have been loved by us and all of our friends. We let her go with difficulty but we let her go with all the love we had. We wait to be with her again some day in a land where she can run beside us.

To my dearest closest friend, she was the best thing that happened to me and my wife, she was not a pet to us, she was a daughter that ment the world, she was a best friend who understood how we felt at all time and loved us at all times,we never did anything to hurt her in any way, we treated her like she was a princess. there was nothing to forgive with us. we took care of her and spent what ever was needed at all times to make sure OUR LITTLE GIRL was taken care of. because she did what ever she could to make us happy at all times, she will be missed very badly.

Rougie was a king cat, but very gentle. He came to my house In Nashville and sat on the chair.. My mom had died and I had to go to Chicago, but I told him if he was still there when I came back he could move in. I am sure in those two weeks he moved, but when I returned he was in exactly the same spot. He was the guardian of the three other cats, all older yet never fought with them. Then, when he was 9, I had to move to Chicago for a year. He hated it and would not go out and play anymore. We lived in a really quiet area of Nashville where he went in and out at will. Then we moved to this large hill in Wisconsin, forever known and hopefully officially as Mt. Rougie. He immediately gained in the 5 acres here, years that he had lost. He had boundless energy, ran fast as a bullet...even starting catching mice again.
Them just several days ago he went into a malaise. No one could figure out what finally stopped the great and gentle warrior. I drove 350 miles round trip to UW Madison to save him but no one ever figured out what it was. He just died. Rougie was there for me every time I felt bad. He KNEW. He would lie on my stomach or next to me. When we first moved here he ran off, 5 acres could have gone in any direction but our bond was so strong I climbed a 700 foot bluff and found him right away. A large good part of me is gone forever. He was the BEST of the BEST and I have been blessed with two of them. And I am getting old, too and this last month I lost my only child, my spouse and now the indispensable Rougie. Greatness in an animal does not even come close to who he was,and while I know I may get used to in part he is gone, I cannot ever forget him. I am so glad he spent his last 4 years once again roaming safely outside the house again watching the other cats. I wish I knew why There has been no living thing closer to me than he was and I can never see there ever will be. I hope so much the Rainbow Bridge is there. We made a deal, as I have MS, that we would stick it out to the end together. He sat in my lap and licked my hand as he always did on our last ride. I love him so much.

This is for my little girl Roxie. She was my Pride and Joy. We got Roxie when she was just 5 weeks old. She was the Runt of the litter and she was so special. Roxie thought she was the toughest little girl in the neighborhood but she was the sweetest little girl you could ever meet. She loved her Daddies and she loved her treats. After going out to potty she run so fast to the door and after coming in she would go straight to the cabinet that had her treats. She loved going to the Bank, Cleaners and pharmacy because they gave her treats when we went through the drive thru.

Roxie was loved by the entire family and is missed everyday. One day doesn’t go by that I don’t think about her.

Roxie we love you and miss you so much. We think of you daily and wish you were here running around like old times. Be a good girl in heaven and remember your Daddies love you.

"Roy cat boy cat." You were a great friend to me that came at a time when I really needed you. God took you from me way too soon, this I don't quite understand. You will live on in my memory, I will never forget you. I know your brother Mel whom you never met is with you now showing you the ropes. Please say hi to him for me. I know I will see you again some day please keep an eye out for me at that bridge you crossed over. Nothing you can say can keep me away from Roy boy.

You came into my life when I need you most. You were there for me at every turn. Loyal to the end, it was my turn to do for you and I put your suffering to an end. It wasn't an easy decision but it had to be made. Out of love I set you free of your pain and with fond memories of the love we had mine will be easier. I love you Rufus, and will miss you forever! Mom

Our faithful friend , A week as passed since you went away and if feels like a life time ago. You was my best friend my son my pick me up when i was down you was always there for me when no body else was and i am sure you understood me just like i understood you. You was the bestest friend anyone could ever wish for. You was a valued member of our family . You will live on in our hearts forever and one day we will meet again never to be parted again. Love you rufus. Nicola , Mark,Ebony,Skye,Maddy,Poppy and Max xxxxx

Runt was on one of three siblings born on a farm, whose mother had been killed by a fox or coyote. They were found near her, clinging. We adopted all three of them, and at the time, Runt was the runt of the three. He surprised us by growing to be the biggest and strongest of the three! He could jump nearly 5ft straight up when he was in his prime, and delighted in jumping at toys on a string or stick. He had a sweet, goofy personality and we referred to him as the Ginger Jester. He played fetch with wadded up balls of paper, followed us around the house, and loved to lay back and have his tummy rubbed.  
He didn't meow, but rather went "Wow!" - so we always joked he found everything amazing. He loved to snuggle up against you, especially up against your back if you were sleeping on your side. Part of his goofy nature included getting into the bath tub with you if you were taking a bath...so much for cats not liking to get wet! He was a sweet, affectionate cat, and will be missed. Much love to you Runty! You'll always bring a smile to us when we remember your antics.

TO MY BEST FRIEND RUPERT. YOU GAVE IT YOUR ALL EVERY DAY OF YOUR LIFE AND I WAS THE LUCKY ONE TO RECEIVE IT FROM YOU. YOU WERE "ALOT OF DOG" NOT JUST IN YOUR SIZE BUT ALSO IN YOUR PERSONALITY AND HEART. I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU MY FRIEND.

It was meant to be when daddy and I saw you lying in your cage at the Humane Society so many years ago. You looked so sad and dejected, but yet a family had already agreed to adopt you - - so we were told. A few months later, we arrived again in hopes of some special dog finding us. There you were. Funny how destiny works out...

We guessed you to be around two when we brought you home in Aug. of 2001. There, you met your cat brother Dusty and made yourself a bona fide member of the family. Over the years you gave us so much joy. Someone in your past had mistreated you as became evident through your early lashing outs of mistrust. Together, we worked through it and the lover that was always in blossomed out. You were a constant--loving, loyal, appreciative, friend, and protector. You were our German Shepard/Border Collie Russell boy and you were loved.

Words cannot define how our pet "children" lift us up in our darkest of times and enhance our smiles when happy. Shortly after your passing you came to me in a dream. Thank you for letting me know you are happy and for teaching us about true unconditional love. Until we are all together again, run free and happily. Love, your mom

Rusty will be sadly missed; he was one of life’s brave little soldiers. This was the hardest decision that the family will make, but also the kindest one. He will now I’m sure be running around in the sunshine, and never suffer again. He will be at peace. Our thoughts are with you.  
The Dog club

Ron's buddy and Karen little man....Rusty was a very special and very smart cat. He played fetch with Ron every night. We live in a motor home and he figured out how to push the slide on the screen door and push the handle down to get out. We had to use a bungy cord to keep door shut. Among many other tricks he knew.  
Rusty died in a tragic accident. It is very hard to write this but maybe it will save your pets life. As I said he was very smart which made him very curious. We have 2 slide outs on our motor home and as we were setting up the home very late one evening both of us tired and we forgot to look for Rusty. We did not know there was a small hole by the bed when slider is in and he got in there unknown to us. I (Karen) pushed the button to slide the slider out and when I did I broke his neck. Just thank God it was instant. We found him about 10 mins. later when we missed him. He was always where we were. So PLEASE if you have an RV with sliders check them or know where your pet is before you let them in or out.  
Rusty little buddy and friend we loved you as much as a cat could be loved. You gave us so much love and fun you will never be able to be replaced. I hope your with Skipper and Toby our other dog and cat we lost a little over a year ago. We will see you some day.