Year
2015 Tributes
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For pet names beginning with "S".
Sabrina, June 2013 - February 2015
My dear little Sabrina, you were my joy. I miss you
terribly. My little sweetheart I will always love you.
I will never forget you.
Daddy
Sadie, January 2004 - November 24,
2015
We had a black Lab named Britta. She lived to be just shy of 16
years old. Her health was failing quickly and our Vet. said it was
time for her to be out of pain. After Britta was gone we were not
wanting to go through the pain of loosing another dog. My wife had
serious eye surgery on both eyes and couldn't drive and was
depressed. This was over a year after Britta left us. I suggested
getting another Lab and she was all for it. We found Sadie our
Chocolate Lab. in Sun Prairie, Wisconsin. We were both so excited
to bring her home. We are empty nester's and dedicated our time to
Sadie loving and caring for her. She returned the favor and was
loved by everyone. When she was about 8 she started developing
fatty tumors. The first several we had removed but she ept getting
more. Her health started to fade recently and we took her to our
Vet. He said he though it was time to let her go. One of the
toughest things we've ever had to do. My wife and I now feel such
an emptiness. We have great support of our 4 kids and 11
grandkids. We are not at a point of wanting another dog but time
will tell. We just miss her so much that it's hard to bare. We had
her cremated and are putting her ashes with our daughters dog
Payton who passed about a year go. Bless your heart Sadie
Sadie, May 28, 2015
In 2005, we decided to look for a companion dog for Rusty the
Sheltie. We had plenty of room and we thought that another
dog would keep him from being lonely. We had mentioned this
to our daughter, and one morning on a Starbucks patio, a man asked
my daughter and her friend if they knew of anyone wanting a
dog. And Sadie, that is where your journey with us began.
We went to meet you and saw what a pretty dog you were.
Supposedly Aussie mix but now I think you were all Aussie.
We were told that you got along with cats okay (very
important). Your owner had recently divorced and was moving
into an apartment and couldn¡¯t keep you. He also said that
when he rescued you, you were one day away from being put
down. How fortunate for us that you were rescued in time.
We brought you to your forever home and even though once in awhile
you and Rusty had disagreements, you were pretty good
buddies. Then a few years later Rusty passed away and you
became the only dog.
You were such a good dog. Granted, sometimes you would lose
your patience with a cat and you would get into trouble for that,
but you had such good manners otherwise. You always tried to
protect me from the killer sweeper. You loved to go outside
in the evening and start a ¡°barkfest¡± with the other dogs in the
neighborhood.
How I wish we had paid more attention to heartworms and the
problems they create. When we started noticing your heavy
panting, we took you to the vet and you were diagnosed with
heartworms and you were treated. You were such a brave girl
when those awful shots were administered. You survived the
treatment but unfortunately the damage was done and couldn¡¯t be
reversed. I¡¯m so very sorry for our ignorance.
I¡¯m also sorry for the times I lost my patience with you and
raised my voice for things like getting into the cat litter.
You knew better, but sometimes you couldn¡¯t resist
temptation. You had so many good qualities and as your time
grew shorter I knew I would miss hearing you right on my heels as
I went about my chores around the house. And I do miss
that. Jinxy misses you, too. You were "her dog" from
the time we brought her home as a tiny kitten.
I have missed you so much, my crumb picker-upper. I miss
your pretty face. I miss sharing a few marshmallows with you
at bedtime; that was ¡°our thing.¡± You had such good manners
such as never pushing a door open even though you easily
could. You never had accidents in the house. You could
tell time, as you knew each evening when it was 7:30 and it was
your suppertime. You really scared us the night you got
choked on a rawhide toy and we had to rush you to the emergency
vet. We almost lost you that night, but you were able to
finally get the rawhide down and we had nine more months with
you. As you probably knew, I was a cat person first.
But through your illness and passing I have realized how important
you were to me and how much I loved you. I hope you knew how
much you were loved. I¡¯m sure that on the day you passed
from this world, you were met at the Bridge by Rusty, Kato,
Saydee, and Sheba. I¡¯ll see all of you again someday. I love
you Sadie dog. Run free now. Go play with the
angels.
Sadie Aloisio, 03/11/02 - 12/27/2014
Sadie,
I cherish the paw prints
you left on my heart.
I fell in love with you
right from the start.
When I close my eyes
your only a heartbeat away.
one day our eyes will meet,
Our love will forever be.
SASHA, 7 January 2004 - 27 July 2015
Goodbye for now my darling Boy
you are so missed by your Mum Andrew and Cassie
Sassy, 07/30/15
Just held our dear friend as she slipped away.
We're very grateful for the many years we had with her. I've never
had such a lively, entertaining and loving pet.
Our hearts are heavy, but we find great comfort in knowing that
you are at peace.
Sassy, I love you.....♡
Sassy Sugar Plum McMahon, November 17,
1997 - December 22, 2014
Sassy was my heart dog. She became a McMahon at the
rambuctious age of three months. Ran into our house, and
made our furry family members go nose to nose with her. Taught me
how to play fetch, not the other way around. Sassy was loyal
not just to use but to all the animals in our family. She loved
our Gizmo, who was six years older and would try to walk him on
his leash holding it in her mouth. She would protect his
food during his last few months of life, chasing our pom, Foxy
away from it. When Su An Li, who I had adopted a few months
before, became very ill from cancer and from the pet food problem,
Sassy woke me up three times in one night to bring me to her, then
got out of the way and waited in another room. Sassy would
not leave my side when I struggled with breast cancer. She
tried to teach our Simba, also a pekingese, that she was the queen
of the house, but was never mean about it.
Sassy would let me brush her teeth and put my fingers in her
mouth. Unfortunately that was not enough to save her
life. She developed a fast growing melanoma tumor in her
mouth and we had to let our beloved girl go December 22, a little
over a month after her seventeenth birthday. I know Sassy is
looking down at us from Heaven.
Sav-E, September 16, 2003 - June 22,
2015
'Sav-E' Our Beautiful Puppy, you are eternally Loved
by us. You brought us so much happiness from day 1! For on the day
you were born l knew l wanted you in our lives, forever. All of
the different ways that you expressed your Love for us and others,
will never be forgotten. You were so 'Savvy' .... and you knew it!
The tricks you did, the way you loved to roll over and lay on your
back showing your belly! Your smile! We knew when you were happy,
especially when it was winter and you could enjoy the snow! You
loved the snow! Then there was water, you sure loved to get into a
river and get wet! Or your pool, the smile you would give us when
you saw us filling it up! You loved to get right in there, soak-up
all the water you could in you beautiful soft fur!
We will always Love You and you will always be in our
hearts. Like l had asked you on the day you left for Rainbow
Bridge... Please, watch for us when we come to join you.
Love from Mom and
Dad
....and C.C., Miss Euphoria, Dakoda and Pink
..til we meet again, WE LOVE YOU!
Scarlett, April, 1999 - June 17, 2015
Scarlett was Beautiful! Somehow she was able to make us all stop
and gaze when she entered a room. I doubt she ever knew just how
beautiful a dog she was. A beauty which mirrored the graceful yet
humble way she took me for walks, and into her heart. Yes, she was
beautiful, a true friend, an incredible pet. Scarlett passed away
today, but not before filling many lives for many years, with joy,
laughter and love. She was a true canine matriarch, taking under
her care and guidance Malibu and Daisy as her own. She took
willingly the role of family protector, no doubt resulting from
her early years of abuse she had suffered. Sometimes fate hits a
home run, and it surely did when it brought Scarlett and I
together. I, at the time, I needed a best friend, and Scarlett,
who needed a forever and loving home...we became inseparable. We
had a bond like no other. We shared a spirit born by adoption only
the two of us could feel. Scarlett would defend me with a crazed
loyalty. We treated one another with the respect and consideration
many of us hope to find in any relationship. Yes, she was
beautiful, everyones favorite. Truth be known, she was my favorite
as well. The great memories, and there are truly many, will keep
Scarlett alive forever in my heart.
As the owner of a once in a lifetime pet, I will tell you....I
never really owned Scarlett, she was on loan from God. Scarlett is
a gift I will never forget and be forever thankful!
Yes, she was beautiful and always will be!
Scooby Dog Fox, 2/14/2001 - 1/7/2015
I love you so much son. Mommy misses you everyday and attends the
Minday candle ceremony put on by Mr Ed every Monday. Please come
visit me. Love always, MOM Juliakfox1
Scrappy, May 25, 2015
My beautiful fur baby "Scrappy" passed away in my arms this
morning at 1:20 am! She was 17 years old and one of the most
loving and gentle babies I ever had! It's still hard even when old
age is why she's now gone to The Rainbow Bridge! I love you my
sweet girl!
Sebastian, 04/30/04 - 04/19/15
I loved you to the moon and back Sebastian!
Shadow, January, 2000 - 1/14/15
To my handsome boy cat, my beloved Shadow - Mommy and Papa are
heartbroken that you had to leave us, but we understand that you
were sick and life was no longer a joy.
How lucky we were that you chose us! Abandoned by another family,
you sought out the warmest house on the block to take you in. It
took you a couple of months to win us over, but by the first
snowfall in October you were sprawled in our bed snoring while the
wind howled. That was ten memorable years ago.
What fun we had with you - such a personality! You were demanding
and insisted on being a part of everything that happened in the
house. Wherever we were, you were there too. You ate what we ate,
slept where we slept. And you had an opinion about everything!
This past October we had a huge anniversary party and you spent
the whole day going lap to lap - being loved up and fed tasty
things. Such a spoiled boy.
On rainy days you would come in from your adventures outside and
stand in the vestibule looking at me expectantly. I would get a
bath towel and dry you from whiskers to tail and only then would
you go on your way. You were a proper gentleman.
You started our day with a meow that could rattle windows! And you
joined us in bed at the end of the day after making a final tour
of the house to make sure all was secure.
Is that why I miss you so? Because you were always there, always
nearby, always a factor in everything we did? I think that must be
it.
When you started to lose weight and interest in your favorite
things, I knew we were coming to the time when you would leave us.
In December, I held you up to the Christmas tree so you could
watch the lights and ornaments twinkle. I whispered to you that
you had to stay with me until January, that I couldn't take losing
you at Christmas.
What a good boy you were to honor that for me! It was a gray
January day when the call came. Papa and I took turns holding and
kissing you, telling you how much you had added to our lives and
how we would never forget you. Then I cradled you while they sent
you on to the next world. I've cried every day since and it
doesn't feel like I will ever stop.
There will be other animals as it just isn't a home without a
furry friend. But there will never be another Shadow or another
pet that will be such a part of my soul. I pray we will be
reunited on a day to come.
Thank you, Shadow. You were truly "a champion animal."
Love forever - Your Mommy and Papa
Shadow Prince, May 15 2003 - August 17
2015
Shadow
What can be said that you brought so much joy into my life. You
were always there for me when i was all alone. From the day i pick
you up at 12 weeks old. You last one in litter but to me the Best.
We have endured a lot together. You gave me the strength to never
give up no matter what happens. Your eyes looking into my soul and
wag of your tail saying everything will be OK. I'm sorry I was
angry at myself as you got sicker and could not help you more than
i did. I could let you be in pain anymore for me. Well your
joining a Great Gang at Rainbow Bridge. Pepper is there to greet
you and you meet the rest of the Gang. I looking forward to day i
come to join you.
I'm a mess now and hope i have the will to go forward and another
Keeshond that needs someone as kind to take care of them will find
me as you did. As you gave me unconditional love till last Breath.
Well goodbye for now my Best bud. May Look down at me and wait for
me.
Love Frankie
Shara, Feb 3,2000 - Feb 22,2015
Rest well my good friend...you will always be remembered.
Sheri Cassano, 07/29/1997 - 09/04/2015
Sheri was a very sweet and loving little girl, she got along well
with people and other pets. Sheri was a playful and happy little
doggie, she loved to get the little rubber jack or three sided
ball when I threw in down the hallway, she would tire me out all
the time. Sheri was given to my Mom from all of us when we moved
into our new home, Mom wanted a new puppy when we would move into
our house, so I went and picked up Sheri, as a surprise to Mom.
When I met Sheri she was the last puppy in the group that ran out
to me, the lady said she was the runt, so I picked her, brought
her home to Mom and she was so happy. Sheri never got into any
trouble very easy going and playful, she was a little tom boy, I
would bring her to get groomed and not long after that she would
be in the dirt or doing something where it looked like she hadn't
been to the groomers, Sheri was not your typical Bichon Frise ,
there were times that she looked like she had dread locks, because
in the beginning when I was caring for her I didn't know better,
but she looked beautiful, I will miss her and so will her brother
and sisters to. Sheri you were the easiest, happy, Loving
companion to be in my life, you will always be in my mind and in
my heart forever. I Love and Miss you so much Sheri, Your Daddy.
Siesta, 04/26/11 - 08/11/15
Siesta was the light of our lives. She was a wonderful dog who
brought us unconditional love and understanding. She was
always overjoyed to see us and spent all the time she could with
us. She was our baby. She loved the outdoors, playing with
ropes, sleeping at our feet every night and loved the treats we'd
always give her. She especially loved riding in her mommy's car -
she was the mayor of the town we used to say. She comforted
us when we were down or sick and always knew when to wipe away
tears and be close when we needed it. We had to move while
we had her and she adapted as well as she could - exploring, and
growing to accept the new people in the house. Unfortunately
Siesta had demons she could not overcome. Abused as a puppy, she
had a lot of aggression and mental illness that plagued her her
whole life. These issues ended up cutting short her
beautiful life. We miss her more than we ever thought
possible. We know she's in a better place - free from her
anguish. We would give anything to fix the unfixable in
her. The pain of losing her is intense everyday and the only
comfort we have is knowing she is at peace and happy now and that
we did all we could to make her short time with us as playful and
loving as we could. Siesta - you will forever be missed and
never forgotten. We will always love you and the world is a
better place for having you in it for 4 and 1/2 wonderful years.
Be free baby, be happy and know we will see you again.
Simba Tempany, 2000? - January 12 2015
My Dearest Fuzzy Orange Puddin Head Simba, You saved me one cold
dark night,you were a stray that came over and head butted me on
my ankle . You were battered,beaten,left eye closed and so thin.
We took you to the vet hospital were you received the care you
needed. For 3 years and 3 months that we were together,a face rub,
head butting,my arm over you,as I would be rubbing your tummy was
a daily occurrence. O MY, and How you would PURR! No matter what
person you started out with,you were born to be MY kitty.=^--^=.My
parents were very mentally sick and would shoot or capture cats
and drown them. As a boy I watched this and blamed myself that I
could not save the cats or have the cat I wanted since I knew the
it would have been killed also. I assumed that I too was a monster
and did not trust myself. That's why you saved ME! You showed me
that I am not my parents disease. My parents were victims too,they
were killing there own innocence. When it came time for the end
,when your liver was failing I took you in to the vet and helped
you pass,peacefully. I was so scared. As the medication made you
sleepy and numbed your pain ,you purred in my ear one last time as
if to say ,I LOVE YOU TOO and thank you.I know that you gave me
much more then I ever gave you! I miss you so much. If the rainbow
bridge is true I KNOW you will be their ,waiting for me. so we can
cross over together.
Simon, 02/21/02 - 06/10/15
Simon, my beautiful baby boy. My love bug, my baby love, my
Si Si, my bubbee. From the day I brought you and Sasha home
to live with me, Amanda and Ludvin, you chose me as your human and
I am so grateful for our time together. You were my solace
and my joy, your constant presence at my side (or underfoot)
bringing me comfort through illness, awful workdays and breakups.
You were the most amazing cat I have ever known, able to win the
hearts of even the most die-hard "dog people" in our circle of
loved ones. Thank you for fighting so hard, for giving me
more time with you, time to say good bye. And thank you for your
final gift of love, telling when it was time to let you go.Sasha
and I miss you so much, but know you are at peace. I love you
beyond measure and will treasure your memory always.
Skylar, March 3, 2000 - April 3, 2015
We lost our precious little Tri-coloured sheltie named Skylar to
throat cancer on Friday April 3rd. We found out he had cancer
first week of March just a few days after his 15th birthday. He
kept coughing during January and February but we thought he had a
cold. He also seemed to be sleeping all the time but we thought it
had to do with his age. It was devastating to find out he had
throat cancer and that only if he was younger it could have been
easily removed. The vet told us as long as he's still eating,
drinking and everything he's still okay and to bring him back when
it's time. In the weeks ahead we spoiled him more so with special
treats and giving him lots of love and attention.
Skylar came to us in 2005 when his previous owner no longer could
look after him. Being Seuss's litter brother he took to his new
home quickly. He was a wonderful sweet little guy. Always liked to
play, run, going for long walks and smiling. His favorite playtime
was in the backyard either running around the lawnmower just
sitting there or giving it a tap Skylar would run circles around
it barking at it and having a good old time. He also loved you
herd people and running through the piles of leaves. He was always
a good little watch dog we used to call him. Always barked and
jumped greeting you at the door. There were many challenges with
Skylar this past year after he lost his sheltie brother through a
vicious attack last April. Seuss didn't survive. Skylar survived
physically but the vet believed he suffered a stroke during the
aftermath. It was devastating for all of us. It took four months
for Skylar to come around to his own self only to die from cancer
almost a year later from the attack. It was too soon even at the
age of 15 to say good-bye. With the all that had happened this
past year with going to court against the owners of the vicious
dogs that attacked on Skylar and killed Seuss it was all too much
to bare. I was looking forward to having a good summer where we
would take him camping, walking in his favorite parks again or
just having fun.
I should have realized something was wrong when he wasn't himself
the week before his passing but he was still eating and drinking
so we didn't think too much of it. Then on the Monday he did not
eat his breakfast I thought I spoiled him too much the night
before meal he was being too picky...nothing unusual. A couple
days later all he ate was a small cookie but he was still
drinking. He started to walk wobbly thinking that was caused by
not eating and that he couldn't take his seizure medication. But
then by the third day he started to looked thin. By now he wasn't
eating in the morning or at night. The next day it all changed. He
wouldn't even take his favorite dog treat or vanilla ice-cream.
Now he had trouble drinking. It was if he couldn't open his mouth.
Friday morning he went downhill fast. It was all so frightening.
He was wobbling trying to walk to the point just trying to stand
up he kept falling sometimes hitting his head hard on the floor.
It was awful. Turn my back for a few minutes I found him sprawled
on the kitchen floor staring up at the door waiting for someone to
come to his rescue. I think he didn't want to be left out he
managed to get himself up only to walk a few steps before falling
and couldn't get up. It was so sad finding him sprawled on the
floor like he was. He was in trouble.
We should have taken him to emergency animal clinic but being Good
Friday we thought it may be difficult to find someone. Thought we
take him to his vet first thing Saturday morning. But poor Skylar
didn't last the night. I wish he had died in his sleep instead
going through his pain. We were so helpless. His body was shutting
down and there was nothing we can do but be there for him. I was
stroking him telling him he was a good boy and soon he can be in
heaven with Seuss that they can play and be together again. At
that point he took a deep breath let out a growl noise a couple of
times then a few minutes later he was gone. There he laid there so
still. Our Skylarman was gone... I wrapped him in his blanket and
prayed that God's angels come for him. He was a wonderful gentle
little furbaby. We miss him so much. I wish we could have done
more. He was our rock trying to heal from the loss of Seuss now
it's as difficult to deal with Skylar's death if not more. It's
not the same in our house without Skylar. I feel numb and lost.
Can't stop thinking of him. We are going to have him
cremated so we can have him next to Seuss. I'm so sorry Skylar. I
wish you were still with us. I'm glad you came into our lives when
you did. Love you always.
Smokey, Sometime 2002 (estimated.) -
21st March 2015
You first visited us mid-2004, a young, handsome adult cat. You
were a community cat, but within a year you took us on as your
humans. As it turns out, your feline cohorts who would later join
you decided that they too wanted to share ¡°ownership¡± of us. This
would include the now-sadly departed felines Jar-Jar, Owain
Gwynedd, Ravage, and Trebor.
Trebor incidentally always wanted to help you eat your food, which
you always let him do. None of the others would be allowed to, for
they would get a paw-wallop off you if they even tried!
You learned that Saturday afternoons was when meat (for the Sunday
dinner) was being cooked, and it was your diligent duty to sample
the meat. You once got the day wrong and were waiting in the
kitchen on a Friday afternoon. Oh dear!!
When the next door neighbour's dog, Dexter, started barking near
the garden fence, unlike the other felines who ran off, you
decided to stand your ground and practically had a boxing match
through the fence gap! One of your jabs hit the target, poor old
Dexter ran away!
When Uncle John had a nasty accident and had to go to hospital for
about three months, you were always staying near the slight
alley-way of the house, hoping to see Uncle John come back. Uncle
John did come back, and you were obviously glad to see him.
During Uncle John's absence, you decided that not only should you
sample the meat on Saturday afternoons, you should also sample it
on Sunday lunchtimes too!
About a month or so ago, Uncle John and Uncle Anthony noticed that
you were getting thin, though you were eating like a horse. The
vet confirmed that you had a mass ¨C very likely cancerous ¨C
emanating from your liver.
We were told that it would be highly unlikely that you would ever
recover from it, but at the time you were still energetic (though
slightly reduced, but you were 13 years old!) so we were advised
to just help you out as much as possible, and we had you for about
a month extra.
On Friday (20th March 2015), Uncle Anthony noticed that you were
having trouble jumping onto your sofa, so he had to help you. You
later went to the utility room, and obviously didn't want to be
bothered. Auntie Janet realised that you were in pain, so your
humans decided that it was time for you to cross the Rainbow
Bridge.
The next day, we decided to take you outside to the sunny morning.
Your feline cohorts seem to be hanging around you. I think they
knew that you would be leaving us soon.
Mid-morning, we took you to the vet. Uncle John decided he would
¡°wave you off¡±, though it would shred his heart. Auntie Janet and
Uncle Anthony just couldn't stay with you to ¡°wave you off¡±, and
they both hoped that you knew their good wishes went with you.
We had you for over ten years. Like us, your feline cohorts miss
you terribly! :(
God bless you Smokey. Miss you lots, sweet friend :¡¯(
Lots and lots and lots of love,
Your feline cohorts, Clustiau (the rabbit), and your three
¡°jointly-owned¡± humans (John, Janet and Anthony)
Smokey Blue, 9/2007 - DEC. 7th, 2015
Second time I am tributing a cat named Smokey...only this is
Smokey Blue...came into my life at home in NJ...she caught my eye
cause she resembled a cat(male) I had just put to sleep 2 weeks
prior....so I thought....this is Smokey..Ice cream cheeks coming
back to me.....
the stay was not long enough in my eyes...I blame myself for not
catching this cancer she had. She always was a pear shaped
small headed cat....who had caught mice in Vermont, leaving some
half disesembled on my rug...massaged my left shoulder when I told
her to...and was just my Little best girlfriend....I had to make a
decision today..it came too fast ....she had cancer..she was
losing weight and started to breath abnormally...looking dazed
also....I brought her to the vet twice...tests were done..nothing
looked good...another vet examined her and didn't give a good
prognosis either....I had to go fast....I didn't want this cat to
suffer...I couldn't handle it ...like now I am crying....I said my
good byes and I love you several times...I still cant believe
it...shes gone...I had her cremated. I live in Virginia now
and the process went very smoothly although nothing will take my
Smokeys cute little face and head and somewhat rotund body out of
my mind. She used to catch the fake mice or a leaf from one of my
plants and meow...telling me she had something for me, jump up on
the windowsill with Shadow and share the morning
sunlight.... I have to go...I am just a basket case
now.....I love you Smokey Blue..please forgive me for doing what I
had to do...You are with me in another form now in your Urn....but
it will never be the same....Love you deeply and forever...thank
you for spending your life with me. I wish it were much
longer...almost 8 years is not long enough.....Sandra J Lind
Snooky, July 21, 2012
Sweet Snooks was a gentle giant and the sweetest cat. She sat at
the front window and watched the world go by, neighbors loved to
see her, she was friendly and sweet to all she came in contact
with. She survived nasal lymphoma, very bravely taking treatments,
and did so well. In July 2012, she was ready for the Rainbow
Bridge--though I swore her spirit remained at our front window for
a few days. I will love her forever--her soul was as touching as
any I have encountered. Sweet girl, rest and have fun at the
Bridge!
Soleil, 2006 - 02/06/2015
In 2007 there was a terrible hoarding situation close to us
in Pahrump, Nevada. Over 700 cats were left in a compound and
neglected. The rescue effort was called The Great Kitty Rescue. My
wife and I decided we would go there and adopt 2 kitties but when
we were planning our trip, we received a phone call from a
campground at Lake Mead that there were 3 young cats that had been
found in the desert in a pet carrier with a blanket taped around
it and were left to suffer in the heat. These people rescued them
from the heat and called us. We rushed to the campground with food
and water and brought them to our house. 2 of the cats seemed to
be OK but the 3rd. had a bloody mouth from trying to chew the
metal bars of the cage. My wife rushed him to the vet and it was
discovered that he had a terrible infection in his mouth. My wife
Named him Soleil and promised him love and a forever home if he
would get better. He and his brother, Lollypop became our
"Great kitty Rescue" babies. The third baby was adopted and is
doing fine. Our Soleil went to the Rainbow Bridge this morning @
0200 surrounded by all of the love in the world. Jump high boy!
Our hearts are broken and we love you so very much.
Sophia, 1/28/02 - 5/17/15
My little baby Sophia,
You were the love of my life. Every day that we got to spend
together was the best day of my life. Wherever you go, always
remember that you were my honey dog. I know that you are happy and
healthy, running, barking, being your beautiful little self. Mommy
loves you, little dog. Just like I always told you, no matter
what, it's just you and me.
Sophie, June 2001 - December 28, 2015
Sophie was a singular Grey Lady. She came from the Hostas in the
front yard, a small, silky, silvery cat. She had no time for
nonsense, and reigned supreme over the household. She fought off
siblings and outsiders alike, earning the name The Blinding Ball
of Grey Fury. Despite her formidable personality, she was a loving
and thoughtful cat, always coming to comfort us when we were in
tears, snuggling with us at night. She loved a Kitty Rawr and a
belly rub. While I was always her Mama, she loved her Daddy Tom
with a very special bond.
She was always such a lady and maintained her dignity to the end.
She will be sorely missed.
Spokes, 5/2005 - 4/8/2015
Such a sweet guy. Purred even at his last breath ...
Star, 6/1/96 - 6/9/15
Our beautiful loving Star passed peacefully today. We are heart
broken and miss her terribly already. She was 19 years old. We got
her about 6 weeks old and she grew up with our daughter. She was
the best most lovable cat and we have tons of happy
memories. I can't imagine life without her. But she is in a
better place and not sick anymore. Hugs and kisses to her.
Sully, 1/27/15
Sully, large orange male cat, was the smartest cat I ever had and
the longest lived pet I ever had. As he was a rescue, I did not
know how old, but I had him 12 years, and he had two previous
homes. He was extremely friendly with all people and prior to my
making him an indoor cat 10 years ago, was quite the hunter. He
loved to sit on my lap, sleep on my bed, and take walks in the
yard with me. I miss him terribly, but know his suffering from
kidney failure is now over and I will meet him again.
Susie, 1996 - July 31, 2015
Our beloved tortie cat Susie of over 19+ years was put down on
July 31,2015.We miss her very much our life will not be the same
without her.With Love,Andris and Sally.
Suzie, 15-9-2000 - 16-4-15
You know Suz, i kind of have been putting this off, because
it means i have to accept that i need to say good bye, and accept
all that happened...
I've written out words i wanted to say, a few times, but how
can you measure love and the depth of grief and the fact i am
missing you so much, in words? It really is not possible because
you have to know them, to feel them...
And i know i felt your love and you, mine...
Dear God what i would give to have you here with me and dear
old Tim...Life has been so sad without you.
Thank you for all those wonderful years we had...you were
such a great companion, not only to me, but to Lottie and ol' Tim,
too.
Ol' Tim has grieved so much for you, and i know a part of
him was lost, when he knew his friend was not coming back.
You were such a sweet, delightful girl.
Each night, before i go to bed, i light a candle that sits
beside your photo and dear lottie's, and I tell you both, that i
love and miss you.
You may have gone from here on earth, but in essence, i tell
myself you are with me every step of the way, for i not only carry
the love you gave me in my heart, but that the love i felt for you
is there, too.
I'll not forget you, Suz...but oh how i miss you...
Simone Noirit and ol'Tim.
Sweetie Pie Weimann, 2000 - 12/15/2015
My most precious Sweetie Pie, I simply do not know how to begin
describing what your dear presence in my life has meant. You were
such an exceptional little cat with such a depth of life's
experiences and understanding. I am certain you read my
thoughts, even up to the last moment. You were so wise, and
brave and such a caring mother to all your babies. I watched you
care for all of your litters under such dangerous and challenging
circumstances, and I helped as best I could until I was finally
able to get you all inside, after several years of trying, and
safe in a forever home with me. You were the other adult in my
home. And you were my best friend for all those years. I don't
know what I will do without you, the loss seems overwhelming and
unbearable, and I don't know how I will be able to cope with it. I
still have several of your babies, but they are just that,
children without your wealth of life's experiences and
understanding. I have lost my best friend, and you are
irreplaceable. Bless you and keep you safe and at peace till
I am able to join you.
Sydney Peterson, October 26, 1992 -
March 19, 2014
Today, marks the one year since my ¡°Little Girl¡± passed.
Sydney (Syd) Peterson was 21 years and five months old when she
left me.
Sydney always was part of my daily life, she would be on my bed
when I woke up in the morning and she¡¯d always greet me with a
single ¡°meow¡±. Syd was very frisky, so she loved to
play. We would play several times a day, it was mostly ¡°the
Hand versus Sydney¡±, but she also loved to play fetch with a Nerf
golf ball. She followed my around my home, from room to
room. She would sit or sleep next to me on the sofa when I
was watching TV or reading. From the very first night I had
her to her last night with me, at bedtime she¡¯d jump up on the bed
and sleep next to me, even after I got remarried (I bought a
bigger bed). When I was down, she seemed to sense something
and would comfort me in her own way.
When she passed, we looked into each other¡¯s eyes for the last
20-30 seconds, never looking away as I told her what a great
companion she had been and that she¡¯d always be with me. It was
sad and it was beautiful.
I have had dreams where Sydney was content, healthy and with me. I
always seem to have an extra bounce in my step the following day.
From the Roy Orbison Song, ¡°In Dreams¡±;
In dreams I walk with you
In dreams I talk to you
In dreams you're mine all the time
We're together in dreams, in dreams
Sydney, you will always be in my heart, you always be my ¡°Little
Girl¡±, and you will always be with me
