Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
10/14/2002 - 9/9/2019Precious, my “Puppy Dog”, you came into our lives almost 17 years ago, and now I have to let you go. The house feels so empty without you there. I hope you are at peace now and not suffering anymore.Kathy AugenbaughTonawanda, New YorkSeptember 11, 2019
4/14/2013 - 9/10/2019Bunky was the light of my life. It was love at first sight, the moment I saw her foster mom post her photo. I am so grateful to Northeast Boston Terrier Rescue for allowing me to be her mom. She was just too good for this world.Jennifer MeehanLyndhurst, New JerseySeptember 11, 2019
1/31/2005 - 8/31/2019I hope I gave you a good life.... I brought you home in January of 2006, from a lineup at PetSmart. Roughly a year old, and despite having been mistreated during that time, you saw the word 'sucker'written all over my face. You plopped down in my lap during the adoption event, and stared me in the face with that hamburger-loving grin. I knew I was in for trouble when you hopped over the baby gate the first day I went back to work. You eagerly awaited at the top of the stairs when I came home…so proud of your accomplishment. A couple of days passed, until I gave up trying to keep you cordoned off, while gone. Waste of money, that gate was. It didn’t take long for you to figure out that this was your forever home. That it was your (self-identified) duty to fiercely protect it. More often than not, you disagreed with my choice of visitors – sometimes to an unexpected extreme. The UPS driver was not welcome (yet the FedEx and postal service folks passed the test). Even family and close friends were suspect, and received barks and growls. I won’t miss the routine vet visits, and I’ll bet those scrub wearing folk won’t either. Yep, at times you were a pain in the ass. Alternatively, food, toys, long walks, windows down car rides, and chasing cats, rabbits, and squirrels brought out the best in you. While there was love for most anything kitchen prepared, you were a true hamburger connoisseur. If it was drive-thru, Roy Rogers. Home-cooked? An Aunt Bethany burger. Frosty Paw? ANY FLAVOR. Your precision in removing the squeaker in stuffed toys, through the tiniest of incisions, or your uncanny ability to nab a dry piece of penne pasta held between my teeth, without so much as a whisker touching me, was masterful. You never damaged or destroyed anything that wasn’t yours to do so with. You had an innate, gentle curiosity of all sorts of wildlife around you--turtles, frogs and especially cats. The last few years saw you enduring some hardships—fatty tumor removals, the unexpected loss of your dopey big brother Buddy, being jumped/bitten by a German Shepherd,and kidney failure. Despite these, you remained strong, focused, and resilient. Up until the last weeks and days, one would never guess the amount of pain you endured. You left a few scars on my skin over the years…a huge scar on my heart, on August 31st. I miss ya Murphy, Murphy B, Downtown Murphy Brown. I hope I gave you a good life…see you on the other side.Matt NagyAshburn, VirginiaSeptember 11, 2019
6/1/2005 - 9/10/2019I MADE IT HOME

I just wanted wanted to let you know I made it home.
Everything is so pretty here, so white, so fresh, so new.
I wish that you could close your eyes so you could see it too.

Please try not to be sad for me. Try to understand.
God is taking care of me. I'm in shelter if His hands.

Here, there is no sadness and no sorrow and no pain.
Here there is no crying and I'll never hurt again.

Here it is so peaceful, when all the angels sing.
I really have to go now. I've just got my wings.

Laura LaudatoPittsburgh, PennsylvaniaSeptember 11, 2019
Bella Weldron
11/25/2004 - 9/8/2019Today I had to say goodbye to my best friend for the past 15 years. I bought you home from a Walmart parking lot in Utah and from day one I knew you where a special dog. Everyone that got to know you loved you. You were there for me during some diff times and I can't thank you enough. I'm happy now that you will be running around with your best friend Torri swimming and making bubbles. You are a once in a lifetime dog and I will always miss you, and lucky that I had a dog like you in my life. I will miss going for walks, coming home to see you. RIP BellaThomas WeldronRochester, MichiganSeptember 10, 2019
9/9/2019Jady, the sweetest dog 🐕 I have ever known, she would always have her tail wagging for a friend and even a new friend through everything she had been through before she came to live with us, she never gave up on the love of people! A total loyal, loving dog 🐕, she would dance if you were away for even an hour as soon as you walked through the door because she was just so happy to see you again ❤️. She was an old soul, at her passing she was 16 years old and although she had arthritis she still fought through the pain to do whatever it took to always be a part of whatever it was you were doing 😢. And Max, when he was brought into the house, Jady took to him and him to her, they finally had each other as well 😊❤️. All I can say is how much I LOVED her, and how deeply she is missed, Max is missing her as well, he’s walking around to all her spots, checking for her 😥😥. I’m just lucky enough to have had her in my life as long as I did, rather than never have had her at all. She brought us all so much happiness and love 💗❤️💕 I wouldn’t ever change that for anything in the whole world. RIP JADY 🎈🎈❤️💕🐾🙏🐕
Cross your rainbow 🌈 bridge sweetheart 💋
Kt BootsE.Bridgewater, MassachusettsSeptember 10, 2019
11/12/2004Gollum was our buddy. He smooshed his beagle face on us every morning, and it was the best wake up we could get. We will miss his beagle ears, goofy eyes, and his loud "aroo" in the window when we arrived home. He is loved always.Jill JEFFREYPittsburgh, PennsylvaniaSeptember 10, 2019
Winnie Strum-groberg
1/8/2007 - 9/8/2019I see you rolling on your back in the tall spring grass of Bartholomew park
I see you washing your face in the cool shallow waters of the Greenbelt
I see you covered in sand from the shores of Secret Beach.
I see your snout muddied with dirt from your favorite dig pit in the backyard.
As long as I am with nature... I'll see you everywhere I go.
I love you Momma Bear.
John GrobergAustin, TexasSeptember 10, 2019
Blue Mcpherrin
5/20/2013 - 9/9/2019Blue was a mischievous, independent, hard-headed, thoroughly loveable Siberian Husky, who absolutely ruled the roost in our home. I used to joke with people that owning Blue (or was it the other way around?) was like owning a cat. She was going to do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. We adored her and will miss her forever.Bob McPherrinTomball, TexasSeptember 10, 2019
Vinnie Owles-goodin
9/1/2019 - 9/9/2019Life with Vinnie: His Story

I decided to write your story as you transition to celebrate’s my way of letting you know that while I will never be ready to let you’s ok. I made a promise to you that I would be with you as you took your last breaths....and as I struggle, I want it to be peaceful for you. So no tears...just a celebration of your life with ours.

Our love story started when we met at an engagement party in the Fall of 2002. Maybe I had a glass or two of wine when someone walked in and said they found these kittens in the trashcan. I took one look at him and I knew that he had to come home with me. It was love at first sight. When I woke up the next morning with a small kitten wrapped around my throat, I realized what I had done! My goal was to find a home for him (as I already had a kitty)...but no one would take him. He was so tiny! He fit in the palm of my hand, weighed .96 pounds and was 4 weeks old according to the Vet. I named him Vinnie for the vino that resulted in my decision to bring him home. He got me with his cuteness. He was mine. And that name...well he became it.

Introducing him to his sister Haley (my Tortie) was a two-week process and everything he learned about being a kitten he learned from her....despite the fact that she kept batting him away. He loved her. She tolerated him. He followed her everywhere. I made him a litter box from the lid of a shoebox...but once he saw her go in the big box, he was determined. I watched as he rolled in and rolled out. He was adventurous from the beginning. He was her shadow. He was into everything! Rambunctious and so much fun.

He was spunky and never really grew out of being a kitten even into adulthood. He was a fun cat. He loved to attack feet from under the bed. He loved plastic bags and running through them. He learned how to open a screen door and make a great escape into the yard. He hated other cats that passed through the back yard. He really loved catnip. He loved chasing geckos. He loved chasing ice cubes on the floor. He loved people food including spaghetti, tuna fish, yogurt and Velveeta cheese. He loved to sleep...a lot. We called it being ”catnapped” napped when he napped. He loved a sunny window. He would put his paws on the glass to take it all in. We never had bows on any presents because he ate them. He loved his morning mandatory snuggle before food. He loved to crawl into my work bag and take a nap. He tried to climb into every box despite the fact that he didn't fit. Hated the ”cat cam” and figured out ways to avoid being seen while I was on trips. He was the first one at the door to greet me when I got home from work. He was always in the worst place in the kitchen when we were cooking...hoping for a people snack I think. He was loud and vocal when it came to meals...relentless until fed. And was my constant companion. Where I was. He was never far away. Whether I was watching TV, feeling sick, working on the computer...he didn't care. My space was his space.

During my dissertation writing, he was never far from the computer keyboard...he would just crawl up and sit down. He had fun running through all the research papers I had on the floor. If he wasn't running through them, he slept on them. He was such a nudge...what was mine was his. We earned that degree together.

Vinnie was misunderstood by most people that met him. My friends that know him may disagree. He acquired quite the reputation. He had a very small circle of trust. I held the number one spot. Once he got to know you, you might make it into the circle. I would warn people...don’t pet him. He would rub and rub...until you pet him. Then he played GOTCHA! I warned.

Then in 2010, Jerry moved in...that is a whole other chapter. I won't lie. It didn't go well for the first few years. I would hear from the top of the stairs, ”Honey, the cat is staring at me and won't let me down the stairs!” We decided to bribe with food. It worked. Jerry had a healthy respect for the cat that would take the occasional swipe at him. Vinnie just wanted him to know he was here first.

Then there was chickengate...the time Jerry pulled a chicken roaster out of the fridge to make a the story went...Jerry made said sandwich and sat down on the couch. He heard a noise come from the kitchen and found Vinnie licking the chicken! I don't think that went down well. I then said...” well he's a cat...and it was chicken”.....yes, I took the cat's side lol. He’s a cat. The chicken landed in the trash. After 10 years, I can honestly say that they both mellowed. I have photo proof that Vinnie really loved Jerry. And Jerry loved Vinnie. He became a cat guy...and Vinnie was his first cat. It didn't happen often but when he snuggled up to him. I melted. They are my guys. Jerry made it into the circle into the #2 doubt about it.

So many stories. I was still his number one until the end. We had 17 wonderful years of snuggles and love. My heart is broken and sad...but he was so loved and spoiled. I just wanted him to be around forever. I'm so glad I was chosen to be his furMom. He will always be my little buddy. He will be missed by both of us.

Time to chase the geckos in the eternal sunshine. Love you to infinity my little boy cat.
Vicky Owles GoodinMiramar, FloridaSeptember 10, 2019