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Baci, February 28 1997 - November 11 2012 Small Cam

My Gentle Ghost... Baci..

Late at night my gentle ghost come, high stepping through my heart.
I see you still my tiny Italian Hound. You are a priceless work of art.
Hound of courage that fed on love.
Brilliant eyes, that tugged my soul, glowed with love and tenderness.
Oh!!! that little precious face, my heart will hold your name forever
With a warming flame.....   
                                           Love Mom.... 

Bailey, April 21, 1999 - June 12, 2014 Small Cam

The first time I saw you, you were only 10 days old, with a cute little mohawk between your ears.  At 2 weeks I named you Bailey, after George Bailey, from my favorite movie. I brought you home on June 12, 1999; your kitty brother Buster was not impressed with you at first, but you became fast friends. When we lost him in 2009, we were both so lost but we survived, just the two of us.  You were my girl; you went everywhere with me. You'd ride in the backseat, front feet on the door armrest, head sticking out, "smiling" at other cars when we were stopped, barking at motorcycles, generally making others laugh and smile. If I had a dime for every person who told me how cute you were, I could have retired early. You were my spoiled baby. After you lost a back leg in 2004, I thought it would slow you down but I was wrong.  You still ran like the wind, chasing squirrels and your frisbee. We had such fun together.

You loved to eat cheese, eggs, green beans, carrots, peas, broccoli, corn.  You even loved Vegemite on toast, silly girl!!

In 2011 daddy came into our lives, and when we got married in July 2012, he brought a new kitty sister for you, Trixie.  You barked and barked at her for weeks but finally decided she was here to stay. You wiggled yourself right into daddy's heart, and Trixie's, too.  

When it became too hard for you to walk on 3 legs, we bought you a doggy stroller.  Oh the attention you received when we took you out and about. Everyone thought you were so cute and spoiled, which you were.

A few months ago we realized your time was near.  You couldn't stand very well, let alone walk.  You were mostly blind and deaf. We carried you outside to potty, even held you up if needed. We would have done this forever, if you could have stayed forever. Even though you couldn't see or hear, you still loved to ride in your stroller. You'd sit upright, staring straight ahead, nose in the air to smell the smells, eyes still looking bright.

Despite all this, you were still the happiest little dog!! You still knew when it was treat time (and let us know if we were late with it!), or when we were fixing dinner, hoping to get a tidbit.

When it was your time, Dr. Karla came to our house so you wouldn't be scared. I held you as you left us, 15 years to the day I first brought you home. The only thing that was as hard was holding Buster when he left us.

Daddy and I cried.  We love you and miss you, Sweet Girl.

(Mark & Tami Hastings, Covington WA)
Bailey and Dakota, 02-02-01 to 09-17-13 and 02-08-14 Small Cam

My dear babies I miss you so. I know you are together again and that makes me smile. I want you to know that you are with me every day and I know you are looking down on me until we meet again and I know we will.  Just know I love you so very much. You girls were the light of my life and the best companions I could ever have. Know I am always with you and I think of you every day.  I still take our usual walk and know you are walking with me and watching for all the rabbits! Thank you for the best years of my life. You make my life so much better and you are always in my heart forever. I love you, poopies.
Bayley Maria, April 1, 2011 - October 31, 2013 Small Cam

Nature's first green is gold --
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower,
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf --
So Eden sank to grief.
So dawn goes down to day --
Nothing Gold Can Stay.
~~Robert Frost

I'll remember the times we had, just you and I,
They'll play all back like a silent show.
I will sit there, and yes, I'll cry.
I'll just wonder why you had to go.
I'll sit by myself on the bed,
I'll sit there thinking life over,
I'll question if you're really dead
While I'm stuck there in October.
~~Victoria Lehmbeck (From "I'm Stuck in October (For Bayley Maria)")

My little Angel,

I know that you must've been waiting for this tribute for months, and I'm sorry. It's just that my heart still bleeds for you, and I lacked the words to say. But I think that now I've found them. Here goes nothing, huh.?
Monkey I'm sorry. I'm sorry I might've seemed a little bit mean when you were young, and I was chastising you for chewing on wires and such. You know that I was only looking out for you, I hope. I'm sorry I couldn't help you more. I should've been able to heal you, to take away your smoldering pain. I'm sorry I wasn't in that doctor's office waiting for you. I'm just sorry that I couldn't help you. I'm sorry that I couldn't save you. I'm just sorry.
I miss you with every heart-wrenching moment that ticks by. I miss you so much. I miss how eager you were whenever I came home from school. You practically hung out the door and was in full squeak before I could get up the stairs, even.! I loved that type of company. You were just so .... comforting to me. All the time. I really miss the snuggling, too. You'd just lay with me for hours and do nothing. And I miss that. I miss when I'd take you outside and carefully watch you to make sure you didn't get caught under the bushes. Boy how you loved those bushes. I miss walking with you at my heels all the time. I miss the times you'd lay down on your monkey, endearingly and contently watching me from afar. I miss everything. I miss you, your presence in the room, your energy, your entity.
It gets lonely these days, without you. Of course, I have my little ones, but they don't understand the way you did. They aren't old enough, it seems. Or maybe it's my fault. Maybe I haven't been giving them a proper fighting chance. It's just so hard to. It's hard to see them taking up the area that was once yours. Your monkey misses you. I miss you. It hurts that the monkey and I are alone now. We don't get to feel your presence anymore. I miss the warm spots you'd leave in an area after laying down there and then getting up. I miss the way your ears would twitch as you slept, or bounce as you scurried, or jump at a loud noise.
The most crushing thing for a living being to feel is loneliness; the sheer longing for what once was, missing the way things used to be back in another reality. Back in that way back when. Back in the old, discolored photographs. The painful time comes when an old woman squints at a black-and-white photograph and scarcely recognizes the faces that were once so familiar to her; the faces that in death she promised she would never forget. I'm afraid of those days. I'm afraid that your photograph will be presented to me and I'll cry. But I won't cry because I miss you, or because I long to have you back, as I do now when I look at your pictures. I'll cry because the only thing I will remember is that you may have been important to me at a time, and I won't remember those times, or who you are, or what you meant to me. I'm going to try so hard to keep that from happening. It's the most effective way to kill me.
I don't have a heart anymore. I don't remember how to love, or how to be happy. I forgot. You were my reminder. And you took my heart with you when you left.

You never said I'm leaving --
You never said goodbye.
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why.
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried,
If love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still,
In my heart you hold a place
That no one could ever fill.
It broke my heart to lose you
But you didn't go alone
For a part of me went with you
The day God took you home.
~~Unknown

Seeing you in a box, well, it hurts. It's not something that a mother wants to see, ever. And I'm never going to forget that Halloween night when I lost you. You had surgery that day to remove the bad stuff that was causing your body pain. I was scared; I knew an animal as small as you was not likely to react too well to the anesthesia. Everyone in my family with whom I confided tried to calm me down, but to no avail. When you weren't breathing all I could do was scream; I wasn't sure how else to react, I was frozen. I felt hopeless. Not even going to the hospital did I feel any hope. It was like I already knew. Even though I did, hearing it from the doctor broke me. For once in my life I actually wasn't afraid to cry in front of someone else. I didn't care. It wasn't about me. It was about the life that had slipped away right before my eyes.
You know what makes me happy, though.? I know that you're happy in Heaven, you're healthy. There's patches of sunlight to bask in, soft blankies to rest on; there are endless rows of bushes to crawl underneath and wires to chew up. There are carrots as far as the eye can see, and patch upon patch of lettuce leaves to munch. Little bales of hay to eat and things to hide under. But as I stare up into the night sky whist I write this I know that you're missing me, that you're silently wishing I'd chastise you for doing those things, that you wish I'd once again call your name. As I look into the glow of the moon, I'm wondering how far beyond it you are, and if you stare down longingly as I do up....
While neither of us can see it, we are bound by a cord, a silver-and-gold existence of energy which no force can sever. And I know that when the time comes, it'll be that way which you come to take me home, so I can see you again. So I can hug you, kiss you, love you again. That's something which I will wait a lifetime to get back, if I absolutely have to.

I long for that day.
I can't wait for that day.
I'm praying for that day.

Love, Mommy.
Bailey Marshall, August 2000 - December 19, 2014 Small Cam

My beautiful Bailey:  You left us for the Rainbow Bridge today, and my heart is broken.  You came to us when you were 7-1/2 years old, and had been abandoned by your family.  We had just lost our beautiful Chica, another female golden retriever just like you, who died at the age of eight of kidney failure.  I thought nothing would ever manage to fill the void Chica had left, but from the very beginning you were so loving, so gentle, so loyal, that my heartache for Chica softened, and a new love for you began to grow.  Not that I ever forgot her, of course.  Each one of you beautiful angels, leaves an indelible place in our souls.  You made me feel so loved, Bailey, because you were so tender towards me, and wanted to be with me wherever I went. Even in your last days, when you were in pain despite the medication, you managed to get out your bed tojoin me in any room of the house where I happened to be.  In the seven years you were with us, we were never apart, and you went with me everywhere I went.   It is hard for us humans to understand the kind of devotion a little dog like you can give, sweetie.  But, oh, it was always so touching and so gentle.  Right now, as I write this, I wonder how I am going to cope without your presence, without your sweet doggie smell, without your fur to pet and comb, without that wonderful trust that made me want to be a good person so I could deserve so much love.  Oh Bailey, how I miss you.  I hope you are surrounded by angels at the bridge, and that you are no longer in pain, so you can run like you used to when you first came.  I hope God will let me see you again, dear little girl.  Thank you for your pure and innocent soul, sweetie.   
Beasley, 2/16/1999 - 5/2/2014 Small Cam

My sweetness of a boy Beasley became sick 10 days ago.  He was hospitalized yesterday and this afternoon we learned he had pancreatic cancer.  Nothing could be done to save him and he was beginning to suffer.  Beasley passed peacefully on to Rainbow Bridge to join his brother Riley and all his fluff friends to run pain free. 
Beau, 01/31/2014 Small Cam

Beau, you came to us as a "PUPSI" dog. You're previous owner abandoned you there.  We kept you for a weekend a long time ago and you did very well.  Patsy and and Steve Mol adopted you from us and you gave them so much joy for the time you spent in Dover, PA.

Sadly, you had to go to the Bridge today.  The Vet said you had cancer and addition to your age (14) it was time.

Patsy and Steve will miss you dearly as well as us.  You were a therapy dog to many at Pleasant Acres retirement home.  Lots of residents would ask about you and how you were doing on days that Patsy didn't take you.

Beau you'll be missed my many humans, more than you'll ever know.  You are now cancer free and able to be the Beau we've known to love.

Until we meet again at the Bridge.
Belle, 04/01/2007 - 10/04/2014 Small Cam

I miss you so much and don't know if I will ever heal from this grief and remorse. I know Mom (I) will see you again, Belle. I'm coming. Mom's coming. Until then, run and play with all of your friends, and know that I am so, so sorry!
Belle, 02/10/2014

Belle you were a good friend, companion and protector to Angela. xo
Ben, July 2nd 2011 - April 6th 2014 Small Cam

To my dear Ben,
I'll never forget the day you came into the world, and I was there to see it happen. It was one of the happiest days of my life. I remember, your mommy was getting ready to go into labor, so I put her in her cage, so she could get comfortable, and I ran and grabbed the video camera, when I came back, and looked in the cage.....there you were, looking right back at me! I didn't know right then,that you were going to be my Ben, until you and your sisters got a couple weeks older, and it became obvious who was a boy, and who was a girl, you were the only boy, and I named you Ben.
You were named after my favorite character, on my favorite TV show, Lost. As time went by, you became more and more precious to me. You were different from all our other guinea pigs, you were special, and you were MINE. You were the first, out of all our G-pigs, to run up the stairs! Then, one day, the others followed, and now, your talent is being carried on. I had hoped to have you for a long time, and I pictured you living a full, long life, and living to a ripe old age, but, sadly, God had different plans.
You developed stones in one of your kidneys. We and the vet tried soo hard to make you better, and I  begged God for a miracle, but, he wanted you with him. In the end, we had to have you put to peace, it was the only way to free you of your pain. And now, you are in paradise, with The Lord, and your mom and dad, and your 3 siblings, who passed away in your mommy's tummy, before your mommy went to be with The Lord too, and be reunited with them. I'll always love you, and I miss you soo much.
I know that someday, we will be reunited again, I will find you at the rainbow bridge, you will be happy,  and your kidneys will be restored back to perfect health, and I'll scoop you up in my arms, and you will climb up onto my shoulder, like you always did, and I will cover you in kisses, and we will never have to be separated again. But, until then, I have the precious gift of your 4 children to get me through this, and someday, your son, Hurley, will make you a proud grandpa. You are alive in your kids, and you will continue to live on in your future generations to come, and your legacy will be continued.
We love you more than you know Ben, and this hurts soo much. You are truly an unforgettable joy in our family, that will continue to shine on, forever, and you will never be forgotten, you have truly left your mark in our lives, and now, in Heaven too.
Bengy, 20th April 2000 - 26/5/14 Small Cam

Well my darling boy you are now out of pain and with your best mate Tinka. We are so glad we brought you home and that we again had a wonderful time traveling with you. My heart is breaking at this moment and I am finding it hard to type, the tears of sadness will heal a little with time I am sure but I miss your beautiful face and your always empty stomach. Lottie cannot find you even for all her looking. Dad misses you like crazy. You were MY best mate for 14 years and now you have gone but I am sure you will be having a good time at Rainbow Bridge, we will come and collect you when it is time until then keep safe and happy.  We have adopted Bella but she will never take your place but we did save her from being PTS and I know you would have approved. So for now my darling boy RIP I will always miss you, I will miss my cuddles and hugs. I LOVE YOU XXXXXX
Beni, 1998 - 18th July 2014 Small Cam

Beni,

You were with me for half of my life and I feel very lucky to have known you. I could never have wished for a better little friend than you were. Wherever you might be now my friend, my heart is right there with you. I bet Grandpa is there too.

We all tried to give you the best life we could, Beni. Nanny always said you were a lucky boy. It's we who were lucky, though. You were the best little dog that we could have had. Right from when you were a tiny puppy climbing up and all over Grandpa or battling my feet and barking at that feather, you generated nothing but affection. We loved watching you posting balls through the netting of your little pen back in the day. Not to mention watching you bark at those pesky birds and chase those little lizards about. You always let us know you loved us, old fella. 

I remember nursing you on the way home for the first time and how you slept on my lap all the way. I remember our first night together which you spent in a basket by my bedside and woke me in the morning by climbing up onto the bed and crawling on top of me. When you were bigger, Susie would let you in and you would charge onto my bed and lick my face to get me up. Remember how excited you used to get when my friends would come? They loved you too, I warrant. You always were a lovely boy. Nanny, Susie, and Grandpa all love you.
 
You were always there for me with your little waggy tail and bright little eyes. You were never any trouble, old friend. I am glad I was able to spend those hours with you in the end and say goodbye as best I could.

Here's to sixteen great years, Beni. You will always be remembered with love. Thank you for sharing your life with us.

Love always,

Johnny
Bentley  (Mister Bentley), March 20, 2011 - October 29, 2014 Small Cam

(Nickname - Bentley Boo)

I fell in love with this little boy kitty who had big eyes and an oh so sweet face. The breeder told me that he was fearless, I wasn't quite sure what she meant, but I soon found out. At first he was a scare-dee cat, until he became use to his surroundings (a whole day or two) then he was fearless and wanted to learn everything...he was so smart.  While he had a bit of a temper he was also a sweetheart. His most endearing traits were curling up under my chin as he did when he was a kitten, only then he didn't weigh 14 lbs. The other was him sitting on my lap and gently pushing his muzzle into the corner of my eye next to my nose as if to be consoled or comforted.

Unfortunately he wasn't with me for very long due to a heart condition. But I wouldn't have traded those three and a half years of love for anything.

So, Bentley Boo...wait for me by the bridge with Morgan and Maddie,
your lab sisters will protect you.

Love, Cooky
PS. Our mom is there too.
Billy, 05/30/2001 - 06/04/2014 Small Cam

Here I am Billy - four months later and I can't quite shake the sadness I have in my heart since you have gone. You were my handsome man and I loved you so much.  I miss you terribly.  I have people saying that I should get another dog.  I don't want another dog. I want you. Your silky ears, your smiling face, your beagle howls when I would pull in the garage.  So much I miss now.  You are the first pet that has made me feel this way.  Dad tells me that it is because you were my beagle boy. I will miss you forever.  You were such a good boy and a smart one too. I know that you are living the good life with Gina, Nicky, Curtis, and Brittany. Having lots and lots of fun rolling in grass like you did here on sunny days. I can't tell you enough times how much you meant to me. This picture makes me smile because I know how you loved to pretend you were hiding in the ferns and lillies. Love you always, Mom
Blitz, 2/12/2006 - 4/2/2014 Small Cam

Blitz, our big boy, we all miss you so much. We hope you are having a great time in heaven chasing squirrels, rabbits, balls and sticks. You were one good dog, Mister!
BLU, 11/09/2006 - 03/18/2014 Small Cam

Blu you took a piece of my heart when you left me so suddenly, you will be always missed. I love you and miss you so much !!!! Hope to see you at the rainbow bridge !!!!
Bogie, 4/99 - 1/18/14

Bogie was not just a dog or a family pet. He was a loving member of our house who shared our joy and pain on a daily basis and somehow communicated with us on an almost human level. A small male Laso Apso, my wife encountered him in a pet shop 14 years ago. He was matted, dirty and wallowing in his own waste. He had been sold to some people and they brought him back.  His name at the time was Kiki. When my wife brought him to my office to show me her find, I said ok we'll keep him until we can find him a proper home. One dog in the house was enough! We brought him to a friend of hers and they really didn't want him. They were looking for a more substantial dog. About that time I realized that I could NEVER let him go. He warmed our house and our hearts with so much affection and his willingness to make us happy. Instantly he was house trained, obeyed our requests as if he knew them in advance.  Every day for 14 years he was our friend. I would wave to him when I got up in the morning. He knew it was time to go out and have some treats.  Anyway, about 4 years ago we noticed that he was gaining weight. At first we didn't think much of it - he was getting older and he always had a real healthy appetite. We never fed him by hand for risk of a finger loss.  The vet told us he had Cushings Disease, something common with small dogs.  His adrenal glands were out of control, producing excessive amounts of cortisol. We got him tests, medicine, (Lysodren)  etc.. but he seemed to always require a higher dose with each test. Weight gain, high blood pressure, water retention continued for some time. About 2 years ago, he started coughing terribly. Vet said he had COPD - prescribed lasik, spironolactone and hydromet.  Sometimes Prednisone was given on an emergency basis only since it interfered with his Lysodren. The vet also told us he had arthritis. Controlling his lung function, coughing, arthritis became a challenge. To make things worse, about a year ago he started falling when he was walking and had trouble controlling his urinary and bowel functions. We followed him around the house and we also put some throw rugs on the hard floors so he would get some traction. Many times we carried him. Several months ago he started having fits where he would yelp out loud gasping for air. His last and worse one came last Friday. Throughout all this he never complained, he just always tried to make us happy. We made the difficult decision last Saturday to have him put to sleep. The vet thought that he was at the end stage of his life and the drug she gave him worked instantly. His last look at us was one of relief.  My wife held him through all this while sobbing. It's only been a few days, I know, but we are experiencing unimaginable loss. We see him everywhere we look. You couldn't ask for a better dog.  We sometimes wonder if we were taking care of him for ourselves.  The only thing I know is that I took him to the vet and gave him all his meds - even the cough medicine with the eyedropper, not as a duty but because I loved him so much. I don't know if and when the pain my wife and I are experiencing right now will ever go away. We know that the memories of this wonderful little dog will stay with us for the rest of our lives. I told him I love him for the last time last Saturday at noon. My heart and soul is telling him how much I love him every second.

We'll love you always.
Frank and Karen - Daddy and Mommy

Bonnie, April 30,1999 - March 25, 2014 Small Cam

 Do you believe in magic. I do!  I mean magic of the benevolent spiritual forces. Do you believe that the divine forces are not just limited to gods and goddess.  I know you do. It comes in many forms and ways to communicate. Guide and assure. We are a gift from the divine forces to and for each other.
   I have had pets over the years. Dogs being my favorite pets. Bonnie was very special to me. The black and white dog said to help womens unhappiness in vedic. Oh yes, very true.
   She was special because she was exclusively my dog. Mostly just with me and not a shared pet. She liked people, being in the store. Calm and friendly. She traveled often with me in the car. Misses me a lot when she was left alone in the house. I could hear her crying for me. In hagersville where there was a big window she could see out of, there she would be watching for me to arrive. And such joy to see me, jumping in the air and giving a yelp of joy. And on those days when it felt like no one cared or people unhappy or grumpy with me. There she was unconditionally loving me and thinking I am just great.
   Great was her joy in the simple things. A walk and the scents.Other dogs and people. Food. Toilet water. Being outside. Sleeping deeply with loud snore. A car ride and cuddling up to me.
   When the decision was made I come to India. I asked her and she said yes. She knew how to communicate her wishes. Like a telepathic talk. When driving in winter storms without her, I could feel her presence in the back seat..worrying and watching.
   When I read tarot or had another women or women gathering to read tarot.Bonnie would be joyful and then soothe. She knew the guides well. Some people believe spirit guides can be in animal form. I believe too. Esp now.
    There was that seagull there just after she passed from physical form. And today two contracts dealing in pet products. Those products always make lots of money because pets are so loved and love. I got the months sales on pet clothes etc. 100,000 a month from online sales. The dog bed guy with amazon..his sales very high. I have not seen the other contracts financials yet...bet large sales tho.Gift of Bonnie.
   Later when I asked Bonnie if she wanted to go to India with me she was not responsive. As you know I was concerned on bringing her due to age and less healthy. Conflicted on giving her to another owner she would not take to likely. Conflicted on putting her down if she was healthy. I think Bonnie knew her time was almost done here. Her time, her purpose of being with me coming to its fruition. I think she also knew that she was coming with me...in a different form. And that magic of knowing this..brings great comfort and joy.

Boots, 07/29/1998 - 01/04/2014 Small Cam

I can't believe you're gone.

You were always there for us when we needed you, and we needed you a lot for most of your life. Times got hard, but you were always there, right beside us, purring your little heart out. You were more than a cat, you were our little friend for so long and you never once forgot that. From the days of you hiding behind the fridge in our old house when we first took you in, to your older years when your thyroid was giving you trouble, all the way to yesterday morning, when you could barely stand up - you were still our faithful friend.

I hope you didn't suffer too much in the end. We waited until the last possible moment to give you up, but when I saw you yesterday when you could barely walk, couldn't eat, couldn't drink, when you were just skin and bones - I couldn't fight for you anymore. I always was on your side, I never wanted you put down, but I knew that I had to at that moment. I hope I gave you a good send-off fit for such a wonderful being. I waited with you in the euthanasia room to make sure you were really asleep - I wanted you to leave this earth in my hands, peacefully and at ease. I didn't want you to be scared or alone or unsure. You went quick and painlessly, you were dignified even in the throes of death. You're such a majestic little guy. God gave us and gave me the guidance to know when it was time to let go, and He'll re-unite us when the time is right.

You gave us a few scares over the years, but your spirit kept your body going long after it had failed you. We thought we'd lose you at Coldrey, but you gave us many more years. Fifteen years is a lot for a cat of your health, but you stayed with us, more alive than most cats half your age.

I can't forget what a beautiful creature you were. Your eyes were so expressive, your colours were so majestic, and your fur was always so shiny. Vets and other people alike always said you were so handsome, so young looking. You were truly a one of a kind. You had your green eyes, though cloudy in your later years - your little namesake white 'boots', your black and white chest and face were shaped and coloured so perfectly, just like the rest of your coat. You were a bigger cat for some time, but I like to think that you were just full of love. At the end, you may have lost your shape but you didn't lose your heart.

I've learned so much from you. We may be higher on the food chain, but you weren't like other cats. You lived your life to the fullest despite your ailments, and that's something I need to learn from. I need to make serious lifestyle changes and take life by the reins. I hope you forgive me for sometimes not paying attention to you. I was wrapped up in so many petty things for so long, when I could've been caring for my little friend. We spent so much time together when I was young, back when you tended to me and my ear infection in my bunk bed, or back when I finally got my old room and I held you when things got tough that one winter. I hope I did all that I could for you, you deserved it.

But it's time to go for now Boots. I'm in tears writing this, but I know it's for the best to let you rest. Remember Hunter and Cuddles? You'll see them soon, and you can give Hunter a swat on the head to remind him who's in charge. If your brother Omaly is gone, you can see him too. Even your entire family. Those cats that we took in that one winter - say hi to them when you see them up there. You were the cat in charge back at Coldrey and I bet you'll be the one in charge in Heaven. Peachy, Blackie Chan, Sylvester - every single one of them will be there.

We all miss you more than words can describe. I could write for days but I have to let you go for now. Mom, Daniel, John, and even your little buddy, Sam - we'll all never forget you. Sam will be with us for some time to come. It just won't be the same without you but we'll take great care of him just like we did for you. I would hold onto you forever if I could, but I can't. Nature won't let me. You have to go now, you've earned a rest after fighting for so long. It's not goodbye, it's just a small break and a rest. We'll see you and all of your furry friends up in Heaven again in the future, and then we'll never be apart. For now though, we'll keep you alive in our hearts. I promise we'll see you again buddy. Enjoy your sleep and you'll be much better and much happier when you wake up. When you open your eyes again, it'll be in my arms. I promise.

I love you Boots. You'll always be my little angel. I will never replace you in my heart. Until next time. Sleep well.

Love, Trevor

Rest in Peace, Boots
07/29/1998 - 01/04/2014

Written at 11:22 PM EST, 01/05/2014
Boots Randolph Johnson, 04/15/2010 - 04/13/2014

I often referred to Boots as a Tasmanian Devil because he was always in a whirlwind.  One of the most beautiful cats I have ever seen.  Huge fluffy tail, and what appeared to be a tabby "kiss" on his back.  I was there when he was born, and with him when he took his final breath.  What I thought was a cold, turned out to be so much more.  He was so young and full of life.  Died just two days short of his fourth birthday.  Way too soon.  I've missed him so much this past week.  I love my little Boot Scoot Boogie.
Bret, April 1 1995 - March 10 2014 Small Cam

I really miss you little buddy!
We had almost 19 years together!
Thanks for being a friend!  I will think  about  you all the time.
Dad
Bronnie, early 19991 - 4March 2014

I miss you Bronnie ......... you were my bubs my shadow.You lived to see your 23rd birthday! That's pretty good for a tabby cat. You were deaf and going blind but you managed. But then you got renal failure. I tried my best, injecting fluids and special food.... but the I had to help you go to rainbow bridge. You went in my arms so peacefully. It was so hard fore me to do....please forgive me..... I love you and will see you again . I hope you meet up with Snudge and Furgus. Love and cuddles Dee
Brutus, March 1, 2007 - February 17, 2014 Small Cam

Brutus was our grandpuppy that lived with us for the last 14 months. He was born in North Carolina. His original owners called him "Little Piggy" because he was always interested in eating. Our son purchased Brutus as a puppy in April of 2007.  He was our son's faithful companion along with another grandpuppy boxer named Kyra who was 3 years older.  We called her Brutus's "sister". 

Brutus got skin cancer from direct exposure laying outside in the North Carolina sun. Brutus moved to Ohio with us Christmas of 2012. Our vet stated that it was the first time that she had ever seen a pathologist report that stated that his cancer was totally sun-related.

Brutus loved looking for his human "grandpa" every day waiting for him to come home from work.  Brutus loved to take rides.  His eyes looked up and his ears perked up when Grandpa Joe asked, "Wanna go for a ride?"

He liked to hop up on our bed in the morning. He would remain there until his faithful companion, Grandpa Joe, would get up.  If he was near Grandpa Joe when Joe was eating then Brutus would get some tastes from Joe's plate.  He loved everything but lettuce and celery.  Grandpa was always spoiling Brutus.  They were inseparable companions. Joe would look around to see where Brutus was and Brutus would be so close to Joe that Joe didn't know Brutus was right behind him.  He was Joe's shadow.

When Brutus was on predisone for his cancer he became hungry enough to eat "the house."  One time he went from 123 pounds to 85 and we didn't know why.  We thought we were going to lose him then.  It became evident that he had eaten something like a plastic bag and it was causing him physical problems.  He, at other times, ate a pair of panty hose, trash out of the trash can, and parts of curtains in the house.  Finally it was evident that the predisone was causing this unusual appetite.

He had tumors removed in January 2013, June 2013, and December 2013. Grandpa put him on special pet nutrients in May 2013.  Brutus did great and his skin look beautiful for awhile and then the tumors would surface again.  The cancer came back with a vengeance this last time.  It was evident that we couldn't keep putting him through these surgeries.  We had to make the tough decision to have him put down.

Our son and we were able to be with Brutus throughout the euthanizing procedure.  The veterinarian and staff were extremely caring and compassionate. His passing has left a large empty spot in our hearts and lives. He is sadly missed.  The hope of seeing Brutus at the Rainbow Bridge is quite encouraging to our hearts.
Buddy, July, 16, 2010

Four years have passed since I lost my best friend Buddy. Very few days have passed where I did not think of him nor the friendship and love that he gave me. He made my days a lot brighter and happy. I can't wait until we are together again. I love you and miss you Buddy.   Mike
Buddy, 03/23/1999 - 12/19/2013 Small Cam

My dear sweet Buddy,

Words cannot express the sadness I feel right now. My heart is heavy with grief because I had to make the decision to let you go. It was too soon after just losing your brother Bosley a week ago. I am beside myself and my life feels so empty without the two of you here.

You were my sweet, loving beagle who I connected with over 11 years ago. I knew from the moment I saw you that you were meant to be our first dog. You brought us so many years of laughs and never a dull moment with you around. You were the Monster, the Chooch, and the Original Chili Dog!

Many people say we were lucky to have you for 11+ years, but even so, it doesn't make the grief any easier. I miss you so much my baby! You were such a happy dog even till the day you had to leave us.

We will never forget you and you will live on in our hearts until we see each other again.

We love you The Monster!

Mom and Dad
Buddy, 07/07/01 - 03/19/14

Buddy, I know you are in heaven now and it has been really hard on me to accept at this time but I know you would want me to be happy, just like I was happy with you for our wonderful 12 and 1/2 years we had together. I loved you so much and my love for you will go on forever. You have left your big, beautiful paw prints on my heart for eternity. I hope you are running and playing with your furry mom and dad and your furry brothers and sisters also. The cats and Gizmo wanted me to tell you that they miss and love you very much and will see you on the rainbow bridge one day. Please greet them when they go to heaven. I know you will because you are the most patient, gental and kind dog, oh and you are very handsome as well. I am doing everything I can to heal from loosing you but some days are much harder than others. I will get through it but will never forget what a joy it was ( and still is) to have you in my life. God bless you my wonderful boy. Mommy will see you again one day. Until that day comes please always remember that I will never forget you.  XOXOXO love for eternity, mommy :)
Buddy, 6-2-2000 - 1-15-2014

 Our Dog Buddy taught me what all Animals teach us, pure and unconditional Love in the deepest form. Our beloved Black Lab so terrible missed, our little boy. Buddy we will never ever forget you, but you know that. You know we will see each other again, you know it. You are happy with God & all the Furbabies now. No more suffering. You gave us so much Love and Joy. You were my child. You knew that baby boy. I wish I could talk to you some more and hug you and hug you some more. I miss that. I will never replace you as you are irreplaceable. I walk thru the house see all the places where you would lay & it breaks my Heart.This is gonna take a long long time. I know you don't want us Sad but this is the human part of us. Until we see each other again, play ball & run & have fun with all the other furbabies Sweetie! Hugs and kisses. You were my best friend and most loyal. I thank you for that. Remember Buddy, Mommy used to sing it's You and Me against the world, sometimes it seemed like You and Me against the world, when all the others turned their back and walked away You were here to stay, YES YOU DID. Every step of the way. Now I'm all alone, not a soul in the world to talk too. I'll see you soon Buddy. HUGS & KISSES LOVE MOMMY PEGGY & JESSE
Bun-bun, May 2005 - March 3, 2014 Small Cam

Under a cabbage leaf in our garden, sat a tiny little Dutch bunny!
My husband Larry sat, softly talking to her until she came to him and let him pick her up.
 There had been a fair in town and at a booth bunnies were given away as prizes. The two children that go  Bun and her sister or brother soon lost interest and the buns got out of the make shift cage. The one didn't make it past the cat or hawk in the night.Bun smarter or swifter got away.
We adopted Bun or she us.She was "Daddy's baby girl" from day one. Larry pottie trained her in less that a week. We kept her in the kitchen with a board preventing her from coming into the rest of the house. One day she jumped up on her house and stood up trying to see over the board,then jumped off the house then back again. Each time her jump was longer going into the kitchen. Finally the last check of the  "latitude  longitude,and wind velocity"  Bun made her final dash, jump and flight over the board!! Problem solved! From then on she had the run of the house!She would dance and bounce and wiggle her tail chase the cat. Tear down the hall using the wall as a springboard to make the doorway of the bedroom.
When Larry asked for a kiss she never said no. She took over the couch the bed, chined every thing as "mine", tore up newspapers, paper tubes,books if left out. Stomped her foot if danger was near, the furniture was moved or a stranger came in the house)!
But what a joy to watch.
 When our Siamese cat, Uno became blind and deaf at the ripe old age of 20 before her death Bun would nudge her in the direction of her food dish and litter box, wait for to finish then lead her back to her bed by the woodstove. Where she would sit with her by the fire(Bun's favorite place too)
The house is full of her shadow bouncing around the furniture ,around the corner,standing on tip-toe begging for a treat, waiting by the fridge for a carrot or some other yummy treat. sitting in Ziggy's pottie box while he sat outside waiting  use it! If you said, "what are you doing in there you little stinker) she would wiggle and flip her ears like it was a trick she was playing on him!

On the last week of February,on Monday, Bun was helping me make cookies running back and forth every time moved from table to fridge to stove. Begging for a piece of carrot,slice of apple,slip of lettuce,some celeanto, bite of cookie. Jumping on the couch for snuggle time with Daddy, off and running through the house to jump up on the bed, back down to the kitchen again.Then on Saturday the 28th. she was fine but in the afternoon was lying on her side a lot and acted quiet. Then on Sunday while Daddy was sleeping(I mean watching Nascar)in the bed room, I notice Bun on her side stretched flat out I called to her,no response,went over to her she didn't move I ran in and got Larry up and by the time we got back Bun was sitting up. Monday morning around 9:00a.m. Larry went in to let her out of her cage(house)she didn't want to move. He picked her up,she didn't wriggle or make her usual grunts and snorts of displeasure at being picked up. She wasn't responding at all. Larry said "Call Hannah" our rabbit vet. We got a appointment for 12:00 that day. After an hours drive we arrive. go into a exam room. Her temp. was 107! They had to quickly do a "cool down" Bringing her temp. down to 105. Hannah our vet took x-rays and found a large aggressive mass in Bun's abdominal cavity. UTERINE CANCER!!!The diagnosis wasn't good! Bun's weight was 4-lbs.her temp. dangerously high,the mass was so large it was displacing her organs. The Vet didn't think she would survive surgery. Bringing home was out of the question with her in so much pain to sit and watch her die,would be unbearable!
So at  2:00 our little girl went to sleep. I know she is bounding around a clover field right now with other buns. Where she will stop to visit with her old friend Uno.
Now our house is still,no bunny thumps and paper being torn to shreds, or  the tink, clink of the water bottle when Bun would drink in the middle of the night. Bun's new friend "Ziggy"( our huge year old Tiger cat) has been sleeping in Bun's room at night and keeps looking for her and calling for her.
We all miss you Bunzy-Wonzy"
Love,Momma, Daddy,and Zigger-Wigger
Burton, 1 June 2012 - 13 April 2014 Small Cam

Burton when we first laid eyes on you we were in love.  Your beautiful big brown eyes looked deep into ours and you could tell we would give you an amazing life. We fed you and trained you, cuddled and snuggled you and as you grew, along with your long locks brushed and groomed you.
Burton you fell in love with us. We took you to the beach, to the snow, to work, school and visited relatives and to daycare with your friends. You were rarely alone.
We watched you struggle to get up and play even though you tried. You never jumped up, you couldn't, you never ran free the park, you fell.
We are sorry the medicine and surgery didn't work. We are sorry you life as a puppy was limited. We are sorry we couldn't fix your pain. You became angry at strangers and didn't want them to touch you. Your agony scared you. We watched you struggle to be with us and heard your back legs drag. This was not a life for a pup, a dog who was bred to herd, to run, work and play. None of that mattered we loved you anyway. We just wanted you to be happy and pain free. If we could have done anything else other than say good bye we would have.
It was the most heart wrenching decision we have ever made. You made our lives whole. At 1pm when Anton and Ethan took you to the vet, Ava screamed for you, Moraya did not want you to go and Emmett and I cried tears to break a drought. Three weeks later our tears still flow.  Ethan stayed with you stroking your soft fur until you breathed your last and when he walked home without you the grief was overwhelming.
Our house is quiet and empty without your swishy tail and big black nose. I look for you and remember you are not here.  You have taken a piece of all our hearts. Please remember us when it is our time to cross rainbow bridge. We will hold you and never let go again. Xxxxxx
Buster, June 19th 1999 - March 31st 2014 Small Cam

Sad day - Very sad day

Today Bill and I had to say goodbye SUDDENLY to our dear friend and companion Buster. We adopted Buster from my mother after she past away from lung cancer in 2005. Buster was 15 years old . Buster was a very kind, laid back and a extremely lovey dovey cat. He was always giving kisses away and he didn't have a mean bone in his body. Even at 15 years old he still had a lot playfulness left in him, he will be greatly missed. Buster leaves behinds his younger sister Myrna and 3 brothers Cary, Nicholas & Norm. But he is rejoining his sibling's Frisky, Abbey and Vern. So I say goodbye to my friend Buster. I will miss your purrs in my ear when it was time to get up and I will miss your warmth on those long winters night.

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