Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
Alby
12/6/1998 - 5/1/2016My sweet boy Alby got got his wings in his loving home surrounded by nothing but love. Free to run again, see again, hear again with his other winged friends. 17years of bringing us unconditional love and happiness. We can't imagine our lives without him. He was our life.
Bye bye my little precious baby, we will all be together again someday.
Debbie JohnsonIrvine, CaliforniaMay 3, 2016
Vivica
11/25/2002 - 4/29/2016Vivica was a beautiful, fun-loving dog. She was energetic and loved to chase the wind in our yard. Eating treats and being with her family were her favorite things to do! She was part of the family, sitting on the couch, walking through the neighborhood and welcoming any guest into our house. She will be missed each and everyday, especially during meals when she would sit in the kitchen and wait for a tasty treat.Theresa DonmoyerHarrisburg, PennsylvaniaMay 2, 2016
Laci
4/23/2016My companion of 13 years, Laci, was guided across the bridge and pronounced at peace at 11.56AM. The crossing took place at her home in the country where she loved to chase squirrels and just run. She had 14 super years with lots of adventures and travel.

Unfortunately, she had multiple health conditions in her last few months. She was a fighter to the end, but I could not see her die a lingering death due to her will to live. I did everything humanly possible to help her, but Lap of Love was there to help me assess the alternatives in the end.

She underwent an experimental surgery, embolisation, to try an cure her unsectable liver tumour in 2014. She was one of two case studies used by the doctor who performed the procedure in a paper on the subject. She also took part in a clinical trial of a drug called beraprost. Her body has been donated to Penn's Veterinary School for autopsy. I hope her passing will provide useful information to help other dogs live longer.
Michael BannermanPhiladelphia, PennsylvaniaMay 2, 2016
Betty
8/5/2008 - 4/28/2016Betty was a gentle giant. At 115 lbs, she intimidated a lot of people. But when you entered our home you quickly found out that Betty just loved being loved. If you were sitting, Betty was there, available to be pet. Which we did! How could you resist? Betty came to us when she was 2. Living most her life in a kennel and then thankfully with a friend, Betty never got the attention that a puppy should get. She wasn't played with, adored or even had experience with other dogs. When a friend rescued her, he started giving her the life she deserved, but circumstances led Betty to yet another home and I thank Don for that. When I first brought Betty to the dog park, she didn't know how to play with other dogs. All she wanted in life was to be loved. During our 6 years together, I have watched Betty learn to play with other dogs, big and small, and become the confident girl she was meant to be. She had 2 pack mates that she loved and they loved her in return. I watched her grow and learn new things and not be afraid of the world. Betty, I never knew I would love you so much. My heart is torn to shreds without you and I don't know how Amos will be without you. I will never forget my sweet gentle giant.Laurie FoxFort lauderdale, FloridaMay 1, 2016
Rex
2/23/2006 - 4/18/2016Since you've left me to go to a better place, there is a piece of me missing. As much as it hurts not to have you here with me, I know you're not suffering anymore. You couldn't be under any better care than that of Jesus. I love you oh so very much and always will. The memories I have of you bring joy and laughter to my heart. You're such a tough little guy and hung on as long as you possibly could. I will meet you again in heaven my little angel!Shaunna MurrheeRiverview, FloridaMay 1, 2016
Cooper
2/19/2013 - 4/27/2016Last Wednesday and Thursday had been the most difficult days yet when suddenly Cooper went into multiple seizures. I knew by now it was time to let go and I was devastated. He was tired but still loyal to my emotions. I left work early Thursday so I could say my goodbyes and when I walked in the door before Lap of Love arrived I was crying. Cooper walked up to me and kissed me as to say it's okay mom you can let go. As many can relate you have a special bond with your pet and they sense your emotions. He was worn out and tired after starting with the seizures the night before. He had a total of 8 by the time Dr. Aimee arrived (this had been going on since June of 2015 and were progressively getting worse). I waved him in from the yard as he was sunning and he laid next to me until the end. The emotions were overwhelming, however Dr. Aimee was very kind and compassionate. Respectful of our time and our needs. That night there was no bed buddy and there was no greeting at the door with his favorite toy. I am empty without him near but take comfort in knowing he is not suffering. He will be forever missed. I rescued him as a puppy and rescued him in the end to spare anymore suffering. I miss you everyday and your companionship was beyond words.Diane TrimbleTampa, FloridaMay 1, 2016
Cooper
2/19/2013 - 4/27/2016Last Wednesday and Thursday had been the most difficult days yet when suddenly Cooper went into multiple seizures. I knew by now it was time to let go and I was devastated. He was tired but still loyal to my emotions. I left work early Thursday so I could say my goodbyes and when I walked in the door before Lap of Love arrived I was crying. Cooper walked up to me and kissed me as to say it's okay mom you can let go. As many can relate you have a special bond with your pet and they sense your emotions. He was worn out and tired after starting with the seizures the night before. He had a total of 8 by the time Dr. Aimee arrived (this had been going on since June of 2015 and were progressively getting worse). I waved him in from the yard as he was sunning and he laid next to me until the end. The emotions were overwhelming, however Dr. Aimee was very kind and compassionate. Respectful of our time and our needs. That night there was no bed buddy and there was no greeting at the door with his favorite toy. I am empty without him near but take comfort in knowing he is not suffering. He will be forever missed. I rescued him as a puppy and rescued him in the end to spare anymore suffering. I miss you everyday and your companionship was beyond words.Diane TrimbleTampa, FloridaMay 1, 2016
Buford
1/31/2001 - 4/27/2016Buford was the most fearless and loving little guy, a definite momma's boy. He had a special place in my heart that is empty now. I have wonderful memories that I will hold close, until I can hold Buford once again.Bettye BabbBallwin, MissouriMay 1, 2016
Ralfie
6/30/2001 - 5/30/2016Things I know about Ralfie...

Ralphie doesn't like you to close the door when you go to the bathroom because that makes it difficult for him to jump in your lap

Ralphie loves boxes

In the mornings Ralphie likes to sit on the front steps in the sunshine

Ralphie likes to stay on your shoulders

On winter nights Ralphie likes to sit in front of the fire

When Ralphie was little he likes to get in a box and fly all over the house

Ralfie doesn't like me to play the piano, but he does like to lie on the keys

Ralfie knows how to concentrate all of his weight into one point and apply it to your solar plexus of throat just as you fall asleep

Ralfie likes to sleep under the covers in the winter

Ralfie likes to sit on the couch and watch tv with us at night

Ralfie will meow in front of a closed closet or bedroom door so he can spend time in each on a regular basis

Some people have said Ralfie is clumsy

When we lived in Coats when you took a shower Ralfie liked to get between the curtain and the liner

Until Leslie got him a fountain Ralfie liked to drink from the tap in the sink or the tub or from a glass on the vanity

He is orange

He is the coolest cat
Gordon & Leslie FloodRaleigh, North CarolinaApril 30, 2016
Sam
3/31/1997 - 4/23/2016It was with deep sorrow that we said goodbye to our beloved "Sam" on April 23, 2016. He had been a member of our family for 19 too-short years. He came into our lives when he was only 3 months old. As a kitten, he was adorable, playful, affectionate and very vocal. He stole our hearts and secured his place in our household immediately. Despite the fact that he was younger than the other two cats we had at the time, Sam was naturally dominant -- smart and strong-willed but never mean or aggressive -- he was the "Ruler of the Roost" and the undisputed "King of the Castle."

Sam grew into a remarkably beautiful boy. A striking tri-colored Maine Coon mix, he had the striped markings of a chipmunk down his spine, fur as soft as silk, and an expressive, sweet face that would brighten your day in an instant. He was larger than average in size -- nearly 15 muscled pounds in his prime -- but a gentle mini-giant he was, always graceful and lithe. He was very fastidious in his grooming habits, not allowing anyone unfamiliar to pet his sleek coat without first smelling them and "pre-approving" their touch.

He continued to be as vocal as he had been as a kitten; it was his way of communicating with his people. Although his 'meow' was a couple octaves higher than what one would normally expect from a large-ish, dominant, male cat, we never mentioned it within his hearing. ;)

Sam was what could generally be described as "low-maintenance" for most of his life. His needs were simple. Full food and water bowls were always tacitly appreciated because he was a grazer (as opposed to gobbler), periodically munching and lapping throughout the day/night. A clean litter box was also highly valued, given that he was so persnickety about his person. Indeed, during his entire 19 year lifetime with us, he never failed to use his box -- NEVER, not once. His only vice was a fetish for clean laundry -- if there was basket or drawer of clean laundry to be found, he found it and climbed in -- but we never minded.

Like most cats, Sam was a creature of habit, greeting us at the door after work or whenever we returned home from an outing. His social skills were very well developed too: regularly jumping into laps for hugs and adoration, and joining the family wherever we gathered in the house. He especially enjoyed keeping company in the kitchen whenever food was being prepared. Naturally, he expected his tribute from the family "kill" but he was well-mannered about it -- dignified, you could say. Sharing was simply the way of the "pride," and we obliged him always, whether or not he decided to partake, but freshly cooked chicken breast, was never refused.

When not interacting with us directly, Sam had his regular routines and places to perch throughout the house. In the mornings, he often hung out in one of the bathrooms wherever his people were and wherever water was running. He was mesmerized by water, even trying (and sometimes succeeding) to get in an occupied shower. Throughout the day he sought comfort in various locations throughout the house -- relaxing on the cushions on the back of the couch in front of the window that enabled him to bird and squirrel watch, stretching out on the warm patches of sunshine on the floor made by the skylights (as the sun moved, he moved with it), curling up in the recliner in the den with the heated blanket to keep him warm in the colder months, or sitting on the top step of the open staircase that allowed him the best vantage point from which to keep an eye on household activities. At night, though, he could always be found leaning on a pillow in bed (eerily humanlike), or curled nose-to-tail, warm and safe under the arm of one of his people.

No matter where he was, Sam always seemed to know instinctively when he was needed. His job, as we think he understood it, was to provide comfort, love and affection to his people during difficult times. And he performed that "job" admirably -- doing something funny or unusual to give a needed chuckle, laying in the lap of someone ill to calm them and make them feel loved, 'head-butting' someone lost in one of life's many trials and tribulations as if to bring them back to the present, lending his soft fur to absorb the tears that are occasionally and inevitably a part of life, or just being there, usually purring loudly, to remind us that we weren't alone.

Sam was always there for us, so when he first became seriously ill in January 2015 (he was nearly 18 years old at the time) and we were told his liver was failing and that he likely only had days or weeks to live, we were there for him. He was not in acute pain, fortunately, so we were determined to do everything we could to make whatever time he had left as comfortable and happy as possible. Amazingly, Sam fooled us all by responding well to treatment. He regained strength and weight, and his condition improved markedly. Although we knew the treatment wasn't a cure, Sam was able to resume his normal, if a bit less active, routines for more than a year following that grim prognosis. We recognized the additional time as a precious gift and took that opportunity to enjoy and appreciate every moment with him. Sadly, at the beginning of April 2016, his condition began to deteriorate again and no manner of treatment helped this time. His veterinarian said the fact that Sam had beaten the odds for so long, defied all logic and was a testament to his strength of will and constitution.

Sam gave so much joy to us throughout his life. He was the epitome of the dignified cat, a gentleman through and through. He was our special little man and we loved him dearly. Words cannot express the depth of our heartbreak at Sam's loss. We will forever miss his strong personality and demeanor, his beautiful countenance, his sweet voice, his always-ready love and affection, and the pure pleasure of his presence in our everyday lives.
Spencer FamilyPotomac Falls, VirginiaApril 30, 2016