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10/17/2006 - 9/16/2019Our home is not the same without you babygirl. My heart is one piece smaller. You were such a loving and sweet girl that brought so much happiness to our lives. I miss cuddling with you and singing your song. Daddy misses your sweet kisses!! We just miss you. It still doesn't feel real, I still want to call out your name and hear you coming down the hall then seeing that beautiful smile. I love you so much doodle. You were mama's best friend!!! My comfort and strength during hard times. Now I feel lost without you and hope that I can find the same strength and courage and bravery that you had in the end. It was not easy for daddy & I to say goodbye but we know you were in so much pain.
... We will see you again one day. You, Jade, & Buddy. Love always and forever, wherever we go you go...
Mama & Daddy & Onyx
Rebecca ManleyWest Columbia, South CarolinaSeptember 26, 2019
4/1/2004 - 8/23/2019Lucy was a beautiful sweet girl. As a calico, she was uniquely beautiful. Her long silky coat was bright white with equally bright colorful spots. A proper prissy gal always made sure she was presentable. She acted shy but once "a people" earned her trust, that person never failed to notice just how sweet and gentle she was in personality.

She spent 15 years on this earth and I am so so so grateful to have had the privilege of her companionship for that time. Goodbye, dear friend.
Amanda GolebiowskiColumbia, South CarolinaAugust 29, 2019
12/14/2006 - 6/22/2019In loving memory of our precious Jake. My sweet, precious Jake. I still remember the day God first brought you into our lives. You were a puppy, only a couple of months old, and you were injured. The pad of your front paw was sliced all the way through, and the same front paw was severely broken. From the moment I laid eyes on you, it was love at first sight. As I tended to your injuries and wrapped your foot, you knew I was trying to help you. You trusted me. From that moment on, you were my heart. You had been outside on your own for a while before we got you. That spring, we had terrible thunderstorms every afternoon and evening for a solid week. Right after we got you, a thunderstorm came up, and you were terrified. We took you up to the family room, and I laid on the floor with you, with my arm around you, telling you that you were safe, and that nothing would ever hurt you again. You calmed down and went to sleep. It took a couple of months of doing that same thing for each storm that rolled in, but you finally relaxed enough that they never bothered you again. I still remember sitting out in the driveway and you laying close by on the front lawn. You didn’t want to get too far away. The walks we went on were our special time, particularly the early morning walks before work at 5 a.m. The silly way you would lay while you slept, on your back with all four legs in the air still makes me laugh. We were your “job.” You were never meant to be a GLD. You were a “people” dog. You guarded us. We were your job. I couldn’t take the trash out without you prancing the deck back and forth while barking. It was like you were warning the world that your momma was outside, and everyone had better stay away. But you were never aggressive. You were the sweetest, most gentle dog I’ve ever met. Watching you swim in the ocean for the first time still makes me smile. You loved it, and kept running back and forth down the shoreline as the surf crashed into you. Looking into your soulful eyes, it was almost like you were letting us know how much you loved us and how grateful you were that you found us. Honestly, we are the ones that were blessed by the gift of you. You didn’t get dog food. Your momma cooked for you. There were a lot of warnings about various dog foods, and I couldn’t bear the thought of you eating nasty food. I was always cooking for you. Your daddy used to joke that you ate better than he did. I would give anything to be able to make your food now. We’ve had other dogs before, but you were different. There was something so incredibly special about you. I will forever miss kissing and rubbing that broad nose and between your eyes. I will forever miss the excited, happy greetings when we walked in the door. I will forever miss turning the screened-in porch light on for you in the evenings so that you didn’t have to be outside in the dark. I will forever miss turning the fan on outside on that same porch so that you had a cool breeze, particularly in the summer. I will forever miss your dog bed laying on the side of our bed. I will forever miss seeing you laying on the sofa under the fan and watching me on the treadmill. You were one of a kind. You gave us the best 12½ years, and I couldn’t bear the thought of you suffering. When you couldn’t walk anymore and quit eating, I knew it was time, and I had to do the most selfless thing for you…..I had to let you go. You crossed that Rainbow Bridge with me laying on the floor, hugging you and looking into your eyes, telling you how much I loved you, and how special you were. My heart was breaking and still is. This one hurt deeply. Run free my sweet Jakie. You are healthy and whole now. If love could have kept you here, you would have lived forever. You will forever be my heart and will never, ever be forgotten. Until we meet again one day....I love you.Christie ThompsonElgin, South CarolinaJune 25, 2019
1/3/2000 - 6/20/2019Our dearest Ginna, Boo, Boo Girl left us yesterday to go over the Rainbow Bridge. She loved to give out Kissy, Kissy Girls to her Daddy and slept by his side for nearly 20 years. She was there through the good times and bad times for her Daddy and he with hers. She was his Baby Girl who loved her unconditionally and she did the same with him.

She was rescued from a puppy mill raid her Daddy helped with in early 2000 where she'd been obviously abused. She was immediately brought into her Daddy's home for foster and after a few months was determined to be "unadoptable" due to her issues resulting from the abuse she'd received at the puppy mill. Rather than let Ginna stay kenneled for her life, her Daddy made him officially his and thus began a 20 year love relationship only the two of them could understand.

She was a loving baby once she got to know you, but getting to know her was difficult with her "greeting issues". She was protective of those she loved and there was no way anyone would bring them harm. When her Daddy found the love of his life, Ginna adopted her Mommy and Bubba inter her pack as well. Serving as a faithful protector of both.

Although Ginna never had biological children, she readily adopted Mommy and her loving fur baby Pepper as her own as well. Giving her the love only a mother could do. When we adopted yet another fur baby, Chewbacca, she readily adopted him as her own as well. Giving him that motherly love and attention even as her own health faded and the painful day to day set in. She could have easily not been such a great and loving mother due to her size, but she lovingly allowed these rascals to do loving nips and play to her as she aged.

She loved to protect all she loved by letting others know, "This is MY family, and you need to back off!" She loved barking at the neighbor's every move to invade and lovingly played with their fur babies. The delivery guys knew she was really anxious to see what Daddy or Mommy had ordered for them as the packages were placed at our door.

She loved to run, jump, and play fetch with her Daddy in her youth. As she aged, this turned into running, jumping and playing fetch with a bit less "spunk". She loved tug of war, bringing her favorite toys to her Daddy to toss for her. Eating was an event for her, especially if Mommy or Daddy were eating ANYTHING... I mean ANYTHING... She was a food driven girl who loved those special meals that included steak, hamburger, chicken, anything Mom and Dad had, she loved. We would fix her a plate, her brothers a small plate, and she was as happy as she could be. The tail would wag and we'd get the Scooby Doo type of thanks from her as she ran around her new found meal.

When she left us on 20-JUN-2019, she was surrounded by her pack... Daddy, Mommy, Bubba, Pepper, and Chewie. she crossed over that bridge.

Daddy misses hearing the tip, tip, tip of her toes across the floor, her bell from her collar, and her snuggles in bed. Most of all he misses her kissey, kissey girls and will for the rest of his life. We miss you so much Ginna and you will be forever in our hearts.
Bobby WeatherfordSumter, South CarolinaJune 21, 2019
5/6/2006 - 5/20/2019My constant companion for 13 years! Pudge went to work with me everyday until I retired.
His passing leaves a void in my life!
Mike Mike LlewellynColumbia, South CarolinaMay 28, 2019
Kenya Marie Puppy
1/1/2008 - 5/20/2019Kenya, my sweet angel, words cannot express how much we miss you already! Over the last 11 years you have given our family so many memories to cherish. You have helped us through the bad times and walked beside us through the good. You were truly my best friend and not a single day will go by that I do not think about you! I am forever grateful that I was given the opportunity to have you in my life. I love you so much!!Katrina AllmanColumbia, South CarolinaMay 21, 2019
1/3/2005 - 3/30/2019Sadie may have left this earth but not our hearts. What a sweet and loving lady she was.Marty SandersColumbia, South CarolinaApril 1, 2019
5/11/2008 - 3/17/2019"Lucky" Bear James
It all began by browsing at the flea market then I came across this cute little guy that looked so miserable laying there all malnourished at just 3 weeks of age in a terrarium that smelt of a dead reptile waiting to be bought(loved)! I talked/threatened the owner and Lucky became Lucky he was now MINE! I took him straight to the vet; he had round worm, hook worm, and malnutrition being 85% St.Bernard and 15% lab he weighed 2 lbs. Should of been closer to 15 lbs. at this 3 week mark! I started bottle feeding him with what the vet prescribed and got him to a healthy state to continue to grow, know he was loved, and be trained well! He ended up being very easy to train even off the leash he stuck by my side! He ended up growing as tall as head right at my hip standing on his all fours healthy 120 lbs.! We adventured a different park throughout SC some NC everyday I had off of work and boy did Lucky guard his Momma like no other! Then I met my husband and Lucky was unsure of what to think but after 3 years he learned to except him as part of our family and then we had children TALK ABOUT PROTECTION! Anyone even walking past our yard Lucky was sure to alert bark.. When someone approached the door he had the meanest deepest bark but yet such a sweetheart to our family and ones I taught him the word LOVE so he would except them! As we had our first child Lucky needed a friend so we got him Grizz(Rottweiler/lab mix) he treated and trained Grizz so well as if he were his dad! 2 more children added to the family and Lucky couldn't wait to meet them, he loved being introduced with there receiving blanket scent! Then all of us continue to adventure as a bigger family! Now skipping to March 2019, we were vacationing to Pigeon Forge and I noticed Lucky not feeling like he could handle the stairs of a mountain house as he use too we get home I keep a close eye on him about 2 weeks later I notice him drinking less water and laying around A LOT I called the vet to tell them I need to bring Lucky in now he just isn't himself ALL OF A SUDDEN! They found several different masses and said he was very anemic so I needed to get him to the emergency vet! They preformed an ultrasound and he got diagnosed with mestatic spleen cancer Praying hard over my boy I leave him at the emergency vet to get blood transfusion because he is now no longer producing red blood cells and needed IV fluids! Visit him the next day spending quite a few hours at the emergency vet visiting him and I made the decision to bring him home(in agreement the veterinary doctor I would set up an appointment with lap of love just in case) to love on him and care for him in the peace if our home! He continued getting sicker and hurling vial mixed with blood clots at 6 a.m. Sunday morning so I knew he couldn't suffer like that he was to good to me and my family to watch him suffer! 10 a.m. Lap of Love visits us at home and helped us in the most comforting ways! It hurts and I miss Lucky dearly but he is no longer struggling and has my FIL and Great Grandparents as his sidekicks in HEAVEN! Lucky Bear Momma misses you forever you will always be in my heart and memories!
Candis JamesIrmo, South CarolinaMarch 20, 2019
3/18/2003 - 3/14/2019To our sweet baby Shortstop, we have loved you since we first found you. You loved us unconditionally and we spent many great times together through the years. Your passing has taken a piece of our hearts, and we will never be the same. We are glad that you are now free from your failing body and can now run and play ball like a puppy. We look forward to the day that we can be with you again for eternity. Mommy and Daddy love you, baby.Marie McLean-ChoiOrangeburg, South CarolinaMarch 18, 2019
9/1/2009 - 2/24/2019Birdie came to us five and a half years ago as a stray that roamed into our backyard as the mosquito service was spraying that morning. She brought Scout, (who we think is her daughter) with her. She and Scout were malnourished (each about 25-30 pounds underweight) and very hungry and thirsty. And so scared of people.

We didn’t want them, but didn’t know what else to do. I put them up on every rescue and adoption site you can name in about a 5 state radius. No luck.

Pawmetto Lifeline told us they would take them, but they would spend the rest of their lives there waiting to be adopted. That no one in SC wants to adopt a big, adult dog. We got them fixed, chipped, and found out they were both heart worm positive. If they were someone’s dogs, they did not take care of them.

We decided, reluctantly, to keep them both. Soon the ticks, fleas and phobias (both were so scared of us) went away. Both dogs were cleared of their heart worms, but Birdie showed signs of heart damage. A cardiologist confirmed pulmonary hypertension as a result of the damage from her severe infestation. He said her best prognosis was 2 years.

Birdie and Scout quickly became part of our family. They went everywhere we went - camping all over and to Grandmom and Grandpa’s house in N.C. You couldn’t have asked for better dogs. They became fast friends with Doodle and our 3 cats. I formed an especially tight bond with Birdie. She was my shadow. She wanted to be where I was all the time. I didn’t mind.

She was so smart. They guesstimated she was about 4 years old when she showed up. She quickly learned how to Shake, Sit, Lay down, Roll over, Speak (even though she didn’t want to bark at me), and Stay. She learned to trust people and if you were lucky enough to get the Bird shoulder lean, you were IN.

Birdie was so many things to me. She was my best friend, a mother hen (to everyone, but especially to me), a seer, a goofy playmate, my baby girl, a listener, a therapist, a shoulder to cry on, a happy celebration friend, a constant pet to my right, a love sponge, an avid Eagles and Irish fan, a protector, a worrier, the fastest desqueaker in the East. She was my heart walking around outside of my body.

Birdie fought her diagnosis for over 5 and half years. I know, without a doubt, that she fought so hard because she loved us so much. She wanted to make sure Lynn and I, and Cass, Rudy, Doodle and Scout were ok. She was a mother through and through, and we were all lucky enough to be her people.

Two weeks ago, after a long battle, we made the decision to help Birdie cross the rainbow bridge with the help of Lap of Love. I think, if I live to be 107, there will not be a day when I don’t miss her. She was my one in a million girl.

She taught me that, just when you think your heart and home can’t grow anymore, they can. And that a discarded dog, or dogs in our case, can turn out to be the best friend you could ever imagine. That a rescue is eternally grateful for the care and love you give. And that a girl no one wanted was the one who rescued me.

After she passed, we donated all of her unused medications to a local shelter. My special girl is still helping.

In her name, Adopt, Don’t Shop.
Tamara SizemoreWest Columbia, South CarolinaMarch 10, 2019
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