1997 Candle Ceremony Tributes

To my precious Gabrielle, I love you very much. I miss you. I hope you, Mozart, Goober, Woolfie are playing together caring for each other until me and mommy get their. We'll see you soon.. We will miss very much.

Chynna Croft

Grieve not for the time that should have been Laugh in joy for the time we had

Adrienne Wilder

Gallant III, who was better known as Gallie, was a very special horse. I had owned him since he was 13 months old, and had trained him to halter, ground manners, everything. He was bay in colour with 2 white feet. He was going to be a really big horse, but a nice one too. At the age of 17, I spend all my waking hours dreaming about Gallie, and he was foremost in front of everything. Gallie always came first. He was special. All my hopes and dreams were a part him. He was a part of me. We were one. I had high hopes to compete with him at the highest levels of dressage. Just before Christmas of 1996. Gallie developed a large sack of Fluid on his left hind leg, it was later diagnosed as osteochondrosis. He was rushed to the vet hospital at St. Hyacinthe, Quebec for surgery. He went through surgery miraculously, but he did come out of the anesthetic well. But he would not stand up . After 4 long agonizing days, on February 6th , I made the most saddest choices of my life, to put him down. I was at ease knowing that Gallie was at peace. He had crossed rainbow bridge. Gallie was the centre of my world, and I was the centre of his one small universe- A bond that like of a mother and a child. A silent attachment. When he died, a part of me collapsed with him. I could feel it, and I knew. 9:45 am, I felt a shiver through my spine. "He is gone" He was my best friend and the centre of my universe.

Fortunately I belong to an online mailing digest of Junior Riders at www.horse-country.com. They were able to start up a memorial fund at The Guelph Equine Research Centre in his memory. <www.erc.on.ca/gallie.htm> When he died, the whole world who knew him, and had read all my postings of him to the group since I bought him cried with me. From these people, I have also found a number of shoulders to cry on, people to call, and ears who are willing to listen day or night. Gallie also has his own tribute page at http://www.geocities.com/Colosseum/Track/3119/index.html I miss him, and I know he knew that I will always love him :)

Erin Sarsfield

Garfield was a very special kitty, who was loved by everyone who met him. He was my best buddy, my pal, for almost 16 years, and he will be dearly missed. Not only beautiful, but playful and affectionate, and always welcomed and helped adopted pets into the household. He could sit for hours and listen to me practice the violin, with his purr going the whole time. I loved you so much my Garfie, my baby, and I look forward to seeing you again at the Rainbow Bridge, whenever that may be, and telling you I love you and petting your soft tummy, and hearing your everpresent purr.

Sweet dreams, my loved one.

Love,

Your Mom

A tribute to Garfied - I miss you so much. I miss the kisses on the nose each morning as the alarm goes off. I can't wait to meet you at the Rainbow Bridge some day. I love you.

Diane Richards

I remember a seven year old girl, who was so excited over the new kitten. Over the years, they became friends and siblings. He taught her there a place for everyone in this world. He kept her safe. He was a friend through second grade til college.
He even slept on her college applications.
I look at this picture of a seven year old girl holding her new kitten, so proudly. My hair was braided. Tears fall from my eyes. I have memories without you. I can't remember a time without you. What a friend you were Garfield!

Ellen Weitbrecht

Garfy -- an enchanted ten year old boy's common name for the uncommon purring Pookie kitten who followed him home and into our hearts sixteen years ago this week. Rest in the sun, wonderful friend.

H.Kat, Sebastian, Guinness (Very Stout), Eeyore, Fenwick, Bo, and the people who love you.

Thankyou George for all the love you have given, I will never forget your beautiful face. I love you.

Linda

George came to me as a stray or someone else's throwaway. He was the love of my life - a gentle and loving companion. George joined my nine other strays and for five years he gave me great pleasure. I never really knew how old he was, but my vet confirmed that 12 was a likely age. Oh, Georgie, I miss you so. I'll see you again, I know.

Jean Townsend

George was the family mutt, but he was the best! He was always there for me and I'll never forget my Georgi Porgie pudding in a pie....

Shannon

George was loyal and protective. He died of unknown reasons but is possibly from heat stroke. He was the pride of my husband (besides our children).
Wally came into our lives as a miracle and a surprise. He was my husbands therapy over losing George. He was given to my husband the day after Georges death.
Wally was coveted and accepted into our family happily and with love. He was not made to stay outside as George often was. But nonetheless, the heat may have gotten him as well. He was outside for a very short time. I heard his barking at 4:15. At 4:30 I went out to let him in and found him lying still. My heart just broke. I lost my mind. I started trying to give him CPR. But there was nothing that could be done for him.
Both of these dogs were good dogs and my heart is breaking. A part of me feels that I killed them. It will take a long time to get over the death of two wonderful pets who died so quick so close apart.

Candace Lewin

Georgi, my pet Quaker, came into my life at a time when I was particularly troubled. My Mother,whom I had cared for during her year long battle with cancer, died in June of 1995. It seemed as if nothing would fill the void left by her passing.
One day, two months later, I was in a pet shop and spotted a little bird desperately trying to get my attention. Since, I had embraced a life long fear of birds, I paid little notice. After awhile, however, curiosity got the better of me and I approached it's cage. I can't explain it, but a bond instantly formed between the tiny creature and me--I decided to take her home!
Georgi and I grew closer with each passing day until, one day,I realized that I could not imagine my life without her. She had brought me so much happiness at a time when I so desperately needed it.
On August 14, 1997 Georgi had to leave me. Although I am left with a terrible void, I wish to thank you, Georgi my angel, for coming into my life at just the time that I needed you. I am very fortunate, indeed, that you chose to spend your brief life on earth with me.
A poem reminds me a great deal of Georgi. It is as follows:

"Some say they don't believe that angels can be seen or heard. What a shame, such blindness---What a pity, such deafness. When the Song of songs abounds---and Heaven's flyers are all around----only thinly disguised as birds" (author unknown)

Paula Siegel--In loving Memory of Georgianna 6/1/95--8/14/97

Georgie was the most wonderful cat in the world and I consider myself so fortunate to have been his person. He had the sweetest disposition and made each day a joy just by being there. I loved him so very much and always knew he loved me.

Paula J. Gilley

A special little angel who was waiting by the side of the highway for me last year.

Regina Whelchel

Gidget, you will always be remembered as a most wonderful basset. I rescued from a clinic after you had been wondering the streets of Clovis, New Mexico for several weeks. You always were so patient with Miss Ellie and I and always there when I needed you. Even on your last day, you came to me when I asked you to. I know I will see you again at Rainbow Bridge. Miss Ellie and Kaptin Krunch and I send our love to you. I miss you so very much.

Elizabeth M. Moorhead

Be well at the Bridge my fuzzy black cat.

Cathy

We don't know where he was before we found him -- or, rather, he picked us -- at the shelter. But he had the warmest, sweetest heart of any kitty ever. He was born to be a cuddler, a lap cat, sleeping on the same pillow with you. Cancer isn't fair; but we couldn't let our beloved Gilbert hurt when he had never hurt anybody or any creature in his life. We freed him today. He still purred as we left the vet's office, saying goodbye.

Gilcat's Mom

For my dear tortie cat, Gillian:

and so the sun sets on the longest day of the year
     i lost a dear friend
     an unconditional love
     who sat by me through chaos,
          darkness and emptiness.

     with quiet resolve and grace
     she faced the final hours-
          eyes flashing toward the full moon's light-
          then soaking up tiny rays of the morning sun,
          breathing in the fresh air
          curled up in my arms

     always i will remember
     the first day of summer
     as you pass by me
          in my dreams
          silently....

-KCM

Gin-Gin was a pound kitty........... she loved to go for walks. Her best friend was Felicia, an abused shepard and collie mix. She is very much missed. She was a good kitty, so sweet.............. but she was suffering from feline leukemia. R.I.P. little Gin-Gin.

Tanya and Michael Marquez

My little Ginger was gone from me almost before I knew it.

Ginger has a funny personality, many almost-human characteristics. She is the only dog I have ever known to have a temper, she was so persistent when it came to pulling on a toy she just didn't give up, and a consummate beggar. No food was too unusual for her to enjoy, even grapes, she was such a chow-hound. And her body certainly reflected her love of food. She was wide and close to the ground.

Her beautiful golden face and pretty little eyelashes surrounding beautiful deep-brown eyes was as pretty as a picture. It was said that her first name was "Jolie", the French word for "Pretty". But she was all dog - chasing chipmunks up an almost straight-up hill, having absolutely nothing to do with the cats in the household but never, never being unkind or aggressive toward them, enjoying those too-few times she was allowed to stick her head out the car window. Trying to please Steve by going out to the bee bush and chasing bees for him. Trying, but never succeeding, to catch the little lizards that ran up and down the fence in the Arizona sunshine. And she gave great High Fives.

A shelter dog, we never knew her age. Her story was supposedly that her family had to give up their home and took her to the Maxfund in Denver Colorado where she had originally been adopted from. When I first saw her, she had just been delivered to the shelter and was lying in a corner of the office, just looking around at the total chaos that was going on all around her and wondering where she was and where her family was. My daughter Lynda decided we should take her home to be a companion to our little German Shepherd/Huskey Buck. And those two got along just fine from Day One. Her short little stubby tail would wag so fast, it was funny to see her excitement. The tail wagged the dog. She was very expressive, very sure of her place in our family.

Ginger, we miss you so much, and know that you are at the Rainbow Bridge. Victor was there before you, and I'm sure he was glad to see you. Now, your beloved friend Natasha has joined you, and I know that your reunion was so joyous!!! You all will be healthy and happy and waiting for me, and someday Ginger, I will scratch your back just in front of your tail again for you and listen to those little noises you made when I did that. It was your favorite "pleasure spot". Lynda and I think of you all the time, and love you so much!

Caroline Richter

He had beautiful eyes in a wonderfully expressive face. He usually wore a quizzical look, as if a little bit surprised at being alive and being a cat. I loved him, and he loved me right back, every day of his life.

Roy Williamson

Ginger I miss you so much. I know we didn't have you for that long but when you passed away the day after my 10th birthday I was really upset. That was the WORST birthday present ever. Why were you running in the road like that??? I remember the first day I got you. When my parents went to the mall and came home with you. You were so cute and I loved playing with you and stuff. It is not the same without you purring on my bed. I know it is 7 years later but I still miss you. But now Fluffy is there to keep you company at Rainbow Bridge. I miss you so much and I wish I was there to keep you away from that car that hit you. My sister was so devastated when she saw you in the middle of the back alley when she was looking through her window. A back alley. I cant believe that you actually got hit in a back alley where hardly any cars go. Oh well at least you are in peace now. We miss you. No one can ever replace you. Remember Star? I think anytime soon she will be at Rainbow Bridge with you. She is getting sick and old. She is the longest living cat and smartest...(and fattest!!)we ever had and she might be gone up there soon too. The bird will be up there soon too. Maybe even Muffin and Norman(our other two cats)since they go across the street alot. I will always miss you Ging.

Annie

Upon the path of life you were passive, happy, and playful. You were the only Brittany I knew who did not have a docked tail, and it was the most beautiful plumed tail I ever did see. I found you in a shelter at the ripe old age of seven years. My son, Timothy loved you, and my than husband, was loving you after only one day. You became our focus for all happiness and play. If we were having a day that needed enlightening, it was you Ginger who we turned to. As you grew older it was you who needed us more than ever to enlighten your days. With great care and love we were more than grateful to be able to help you climb stairs, even though you were determined to climb them yourself. You were a dog who was bred for hunting, yet you licked the sores and gave love to the injured wildlife that were found in our yard. You were love from the great universe of life and love. I believe you were sent to me to help me through the most difficult times in my life. Over to the rainbow bridge you went at about 18 years old. You Ginger, I believe are now an Angel Of Heaven. Helping others get through those tough times in life. My heart always warms deeply at the thought of you and there is always a place in my heart, as well as Tim's and Mike's, that no one can ever replace.

All of Us Who Knew Ginger, Miss Her, but we know she is off to better and bigger events. Helping others along her way.

Will see you on the other side again one day, Ginger. We will all sing together once again.

Sharon Gottleib

Ginger, my Golden Retriever was larger than most male dogs. She was at least 110 lbs. plus, but her heart was much bigger. She had to be put to sleep 4 1/2 mos. after diagnosis of lymphoma.
We bought another puppy just like her so that she could train her as much as possible to be just as perfect as she was. It seems that Ginger knew she had taught her enough to carry on and then decided to go on to be a real angel. She was ever so careful, not pushing past everything to get through. If she couldn't get through without touching something, then she would growl to let us know that something needed to be moved.
In the summer we kept a plastic pool for her to play in and stay cool. But sometimes we would forget to fill it and she would go into the bathroom-get into the tub and growl for someone to turn the water on so she could cool down.
She was my big Rag Doll that would let me hug her as long as I wanted to. The puppy is still learning and looks like Ginger so I feel like I have two dogs in one. I don't think there will ever be another dog as gentle and sweet as she was and I miss hugging her every day.

Billy Kidd

Ginger went to a new home on Sunday afternoon. The lady that bought her loved her and she loved her new mom very much. On Monday morning I received a sad call. The call was that Ginger(new name was Fig Pie) had just died!!! I had them bring her to me. I took her remains to the vet and found out that she had fatty liver disease. My beautiful girls liver burst and she hemorrhaged inside.

She did not suffer, she went very fast and painlessly. I will miss her sweet chirps, as so will her new mom. She was learning to talk and also was a very loveable playful little girl. All whom met her loved her, for she loved attention and enjoyed being out with the other birds and playing on her playgym with her clutchmates. She will be sadly missed by all whom knew her.

Debbie Beach

Although you were old we hoped you would stay with us longer. Boudreaux misses you very much.

Cindy Boyer

My dear sweet Gizmo, you were the best gift I ever got and the light of my life. I can still feel you sleeping beside me at night. I know you are feeling your best now, and that makes me smile even though I miss you terribly! How lucky I was to have more than a dozen wonderful years with you my little love :) You will be loved and missed as long as I live sweetie!!!"

Deborah Hillan

Gizmo and Micro were only with us for a short while on this amazing journey we call life, but they gave us unconditional love and we will always remember them in our hearts. Till we meet again on that rainbow bridge...we love and miss you! Mom and Dad....

Lou Waddell and Bill McCalla.

You were warm and gentle, quiet and shy. No words can equal how much I miss you. You were often by my side. You did silly things and funny things. You never wanted me in the bathroom alone. I never knew why.
I will carry you in my heart until the day we meet again at Rainbow Bridge. I love you Glady I miss you.
I am so sorry I wasn't there to hold you when St Francis came for you.

Karen Zalewski

To Glinda: You were my sunshine.

Angela

Godzilla is missed by all who knew him. He was always smiling and glad to see you. He was one of the most intelligent babies I have ever had. He produced a beautiful litter of jet black pups. His character is still alive in his son, Curley. Godzilla, may you find happiness at the Rainbow Bridge. We will find you when the time is right. Love, Mommy and Angie.

Angie Hesler

My babydoll, my sweetheart, I never knew my heart could break so, until I had to say goodbye to you. You have a part of my heart to hold close until we meet again. Until then, run, swim, play, and rest in the warm sunshine while the soft breeze blows your beautiful hair. We love you and miss you very much.

Mommy

Dear Goldy, I wrote you this poem the night you had been put to your final rest:

Goodbye
by
Rebecca Pataky

It came so quickly
So I didn't expect it
I guess it's for the best
But I can't help but feel sad
You were my best friend and I was yours
For you it could have been better
Then again it could have been worse
I don't know what else to say-but
I'm sorry
I don't know how I'll live without you
You were the gold that lit up my life
I love you so much that
I hope we meet again soon

Rebecca Pataky

There can never be another Gomez. He was so very precious and special. He was part of me. I know he waits for me at the Bridge; I miss him everyday of my life.

Joanne G. Seamans

Sorry My Gooch, I'm so sad I was not with you in the end. Grand mama had to give you that love and I was in Fl torn to pieces. Please forgive me for leaving you behind, I thought I was the right thing, but you knew better. You never even liked that human, I should have listened to you. I love you forever and you brought so much love and joy to my life, my bestest baby! All your human friends still talk about you, Jack, Anthony, Linda, Jeanne, Marty and Frank, and Uncle Ray too.
You were one of a kind, what cat walked around the block with me without a leash, answered the phone and wasn't it fun to go to grandma? Out the car you, up the steps and ran in, looking for "donuts". She and grandpa loved you so, you looked for him for a long time, meow and meow, then when you went to the Rainbow Bridge You Saw Him and you were there for Mommie too. I have a new baby I love so much, reminds me of you! but no kitty will ever take the place of you, I cry now thinking of the love we had. My Baby Gooch, I'll always love you and miss you..    Mommie

A very special cat. His life was shortened by a careless person driving a rental car without a valid license. We will always be saddened about his loss.

Franklin and Mary E. Rosenberg

Dear Gracie,
You are forever in our hearts.
Love, Your Mommies

Gracie shared many years with us. We will always remember her as a special part of our family.

Cheryl Yocum

A Sweet and Loving Girl...Sweet Gracie. She could always read my mind and now she'll always be in my heart.

Rebecca Smythe

For our beautiful Gracy, You will be loved forever and deeply missed. I've never known a cat with more grace...

Leland

My dear, my darling Grainne ("GRAHN-ya")disappeared in the early morning on May 20 of last year. She was sleeping next to me, and, about 4:00 a.m., I woke up and apparently moved around too much for her, and she went to sleep on her favorite window ledge outside my ground floor apartment. I never saw her again. Circumstances that later developed make me certain that she was stolen, though I won't give any details here.

My Grainne was a very shy and private kitty, and I was the only one who saw her sweet, loving, playful side. She didn't even purr out loud, but would very gently vibrate so only I could tell when she was purring. She was so funny and fierce when she played, but never used her claws.

Grainne, I miss you so much, with your tortoiseshell body and funny tabby legs, your sweet disposition and loving nature. I forgive the person who took you, but it is very hard to lose a dear friend that way. I love you so much.

Brida

My sweet Grant. I miss you so much. I will think of you every day of my life and I will never forget you. You gave me so much joy and love. I wish I could hold you one more time.

I love you, Mommy

For Grapenut:
You will always be my friend.
You were always there for me, and I'll miss you.

Jane

I found you on the sidewalk, you had already crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. I picked you up and carried you home and gave you a proper burial that night. I named you Gray Kitty so that you would have a name when you got to Heaven and the Bridge. You didn't have a name or someone to love you here on Earth, but know that I named you and loved you when you passed over to the Rainbow Bridge. Good-bye Gray Kitty, until we meet again.

I love you,

Marina Cappas

Gretchen,
It's been more than 6 years since you joined other members of our furfamily at the bridge and there are still many days that my heart aches for you. But I remember our happy times at the pool and smile - thinking ahead to the day I will join you, when we can swim and play joyfully together forever more.

Terry

For Gretchen and Sierra. Gretchen you gave us 17 years of love, laughter and loyalty! You raised my children, protected them from harm, gave comfort when we were ill or sad. We love you more than words can express. We love you today, everyday as you live in our hearts, forever!

Sierra, We were there at your conception, your birth, and your sudden drowning at 9 weeks old. You were beautiful and full of spirit. Your memory we hold dear, we loved you so!

Salli, Shannon, and Jaymee

Goodbye Sweet Gretta. You were a joy in our lives. We will miss you dearly. You were brave til the end.

Eileen and Greg

Grey Mama, I love you. I really do love you. You lived a good life. I will never forget you. Goodbye Mama.

Rebekka Zahirnyj

You were a stray, but you will always have a home in my heart. Our time together was 2 short!

Cheri

When I bought Grizzley at the local shelter, I promised she would be my pet forever. I promised to love her, care for her, take her to see the ocean together, get her a puppy for dog-like companionship, and that I would never let her suffer. I kept every promise. I loved her with all my might. We saw the ocean, along with her companion dog Treevor. I cared well for her as she aged. And when she started showing signs of illness I cared enough to keep my last promise. I didn't let her suffer...........A PROMISE IS A PROMISE. I carried it through. I love you Grizzley. I love you that much. Mom

Groucho was the ultimate cool cat: basking in the sun of the summer of 97 in an adirondack chair in the back yard or sleeping on his back in the shade of the orange tree like he owned the place. He was, after all, just a scrawny stray who showed up out of the blue in our backyard one day last spring. Now we know: it was no accident. He chose us. It will be a long time before I will give up expecting to see him waiting at the bottom of the back stairs when I get home from work at night, with that look of gentle patience and supreme dignity that this grey striped stray cat from nowhere carried through this world. All hail the mighty Groucho!!!

Steve Joiner

You gave us many hours of joy you funny little guy. We'll sure miss cuddling with you. Zack says, "Good-bye, Grover." If we could make a heart with this text editor, that's what he'd want me to do.

The Thompson family

Gru, you were our first dog, a beautiful beagle with soulful brown eyes and the most loving personality I've ever known. I was only 3 years old when Mom and Dad brought you home, and the three of us kids loved you like a little sister. I'll never forget how you'd always kiss us, over and over, your tail wagging away. We always loved to give you tummy-rubs and puppybones. We loved you so much. When you had to leave us, so thin and sick, I thought my heart would break. During your illness, you never gave me a kiss when I asked for one, but when we said goodbye, you gave me one last kiss on my cheek. Tears well up when I think of that moment. Your body lies under a tall pine tree in Gordon, next to Blue Gill lake, but I know your beautiful spirit is waiting for us at the Rainbow Bridge. We love you and miss you to this day.

your big sister, Kris

Gus my companion, I love you and miss you.

Mary Grace

Gus, I made a very difficult decision putting you to sleep, and I know I will always wonder if I could have done more. The love you gave was extraordinary and will live on till we meet again. I know that life down here was confusing at times, even us "superior humans" get stumped. You will always be remembered for your antics that were always full of "GUSto" The time we shared together albeit short will stay forever in my heart. I love you Gusser take care of little "ABE" I know he would be ecstatic to see you again. Love always mommy, daddy, gramma, grampa, Bridgette, Lincoln, Legacy, Robbi, Maggie, Molly, and Peanut. P.S. always remember we tried, I'll love you forever my troublemaker.

Suzanne Sagmeister

Isn't it funny how fast things happen? One day, you've got two dogs, the next, only one. Gussy was born on August 28, 1996 and died one year and a day later. He jumped out of a truck while it was moving. I hope he is at the rainbow bridge, with his friend, who he never got to meet, Candy, and his Real Grandmother Lady...

If roses grow in heaven,
lord please pick a bunch for me
put them in my gussy's bed
and tell him they're from me

I love you and miss you gussy-goo!!!
love, Michelle
we never know how good a hunter or a Dog he could have been

Was wounded by unknown sources by the time we found him he couldn't be saved.

We Love you Guay, You pain is gone and you are big and beautiful again. Tell your mother when you see her we still think of her, she is missed.
See you at the Bridge one fine day.

Danny Bell
Judi Norcross
Your Brother Daddio
All the rest of the colony: Charcoal, Diamond, Blackies 1&2 and Junior.

Gyllie, you were my golden boy, my tuffyhead. Silly and sweet and loving. I miss you and I love you. I will see you at the bridge.

Karen J. Lee

Gypsy was 13 when she had to be put to sleep 4-10-95. She was a black chow mix. All my dogs came from the humane society (or SPCA). She was my 1st dog and I had her from the time she was 6 weeks old, until we lost her. She was the sweetest tempered and best behaved dog in the world and I still miss her, even after all this time. She got sick and in a matter of three days was in total renal failure and was having seizures. There was no warning. We couldn't stand to see her suffer. The vet let us hold her and comfort her while they gave the final medicine. It was terrible, but I couldn't stand to see the pain and confusion in her eyes. I loved her and will always have a special place in my heart for her. She was a special blessing to me and always knew when I was sad or upset. She was so cute and lovable, everybody always told me how pretty she was. Momma misses you so much......

Muffin was also 13 when she had to be put down 7-16-96. She was a reddish brown border collie mix. She was the "playmate" I got Gypsy for Christmas. She was 8 weeks old when she came to us and so sweet and timid. At first Gypsy didn't like her and I thought she might hurt her because she was so small (Gypsy was almost 6 months old by then), but they came to be best friends. When I got my other dogs later, Muffin and Gypsy would "gang up" on them when there was a disagreement. When we lost Gypsy, Muffin started to make pitiful howling sounds. I don't know if she knew what was going on, but she always looked towards the door when we came in the room, as if looking for Gypsy. She started to go down hill healthwise and the doctor could not figure out exactly why. I know it was a broken heart, but that won't show in any blood test or xray. She finally was losing weight, wouldn't eat food or "cookies"...I tried to get her to eat a special homemade rice, ground beef mixture the vet recommended, but she just seemed not to want to go on. Her legs got weaker and she could barely go in and out the doggy door. The last time I took her to the vet I knew he was going to recommend we end her suffering. He did; and I didn't want to let her be like Gypsy having seizures and being in pain. She went peacefully in my arms. It hurt me to let her go, but I know she is in Heaven with Gypsy and they are playing like puppies. My spitz mix, Baby, ,just turned 15 and though she is healthy I know she will soon be joining Gypsy and Muffin. I also have two other "youngsters"...Dusty a 7 year old male spitz mix and Belle a 2 year old female black lab mix. They are so much comfort to us, but just like a child one can never "replace" a pet. We just try to love them, while we have them. Sorry for running on. Thanks for taking the time to "listen". For now, goodnight my sweet puppies, save a place for your sisters, brother, Mom & Dad on the other side of the Rainbow. We love you and miss you every day !!!

Love Mom, Dad, Baby, Dusty and Belle

My Beloved "Gypsy Doodle", it was hard to let you go, but I knew it had come to the point where the pain of living outweighed the pleasure. Now you are with Granddaddy Mouth, Aunt Patches, and Dad Boomer. The Fab Four has been reunited and, someday, I will be reunited with you all. I love you all.

Maureen Sheler