Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
12/1/2005 - 10/27/2019To Our Sweet Molly Rose, Thank you for being a constant source of light and love in our lives. Even though you were the runt of your litter, you had the biggest personality of all. We laughed watching you eat the crusts off of pizza slices and licking ice cream out of an ice cream sandwich. We loved watching your back legs twitch whenever we gave you a belly rub. We will miss how you always had to be physically touching someone at all times, and sleeping next to us in the most inconvenient positions. You hated taking pictures, and never looked at the camera, but thank you for letting us take them anyway. You loved visits from Grandpa and snacking on Popeyes chicken, and we loved watching you tilt your head at the mention of either of those things. You never really quite figured out fetch; you always held on to the ball after we threw it, but we had so much fun chasing you around trying to get it from you. You were quirky and loud, and you never let anyone forget it. Your favorite spot on the couch will always feel empty without you, but we carry you in our hearts always. Thank you for letting us be your family. We love and miss you, always. Love, Mom, Dad, Michelle, and Johnny RocketStuart OttSpringfield, VirginiaOctober 30, 2019
7/4/2007 - 10/14/2019PL, loyal friend
Our walk is sadly over
Love will never end
Linda VandercookSanford, North CarolinaOctober 30, 2019
10/25/2019Percy was a big guy, and super affectionate. Super loud purr. Loved to snuggle and sleep cuddled up with us at night.
When I moved to Ithaca for 2 years Percy and our other 2 cats went with me. We lived near the woods and we had mouse intruders! The other two cats were clueless. Percy was the only one of the three who knew what to do. He was a master mouse catcher, and would trap them long enough that I could grab the mouse by it's tail and throw it back out in the woods.
Although Percy was an indoor cat, he loved watching wildlife from inside. The middle photo here is of him on "chipmunk patrol" overlooking our deck in Ithaca.
Percy had diabetes for 8 years, and I gave him insulin shots twice a day. He quickly learned that the shots made him feel better, and would remind me it was time to administer if I forgot. He always took his shots like a champ.
He was such a good kitty. He remained a trooper until the end when he was sick with mouth cancer.
We love you Perc.
Terri BRobbinsville, New JerseyOctober 30, 2019
2/1/2010Max was the family dog we all seem to have had growing up. Our children have grown up with him. Max was playful in his younger years. He was patient and always gentle. Max will be missed and never forgotten. ❤️🐕Rebecca HallBelleville, MichiganOctober 30, 2019
9/14/2005 - 10/28/2019This is my letter to Squeaky the cat with the perfect stripe down the middle of her face.

You were a good kitty. You jumped into Tamara's arms and that was it. You were #4 that year, we really didn't need another cat, but you made it clear, no matter what, you were not ever going to leave Tamara. We tried to find you another home, but it was not to be, Tamara was the only one for you.

You loved to remind us how much you enjoyed sitting on our laps and sleeping on our heads. You loved to lick ears - cat ears, human ears, didn't matter, you liked ears. Oh, and pastrami! Sam stands up for treats and opens doors, not you. Except for pastrami: you would stand up and dance and carry on so for a bite of pastrami. Your most favorite prized possession was a little brown fake fur toy. After 14 years the fake fur is half worn off, and if it had a head or a tail, well that's long gone. You would dig your little "brown mousey" out of the toy box and carry it around the house, while letting out a sound that can only be described as desperate wailing. I put the mousey back in the toy box and would find it the next day on the bedroom floor, under the couch or swimming in the water dish. I really enjoyed playing chase with you: down the hallway, around the dining room chairs and table legs, up the stairs, back down again, until I was out of breath.

I see now that you are not well, that you are sicker than I thought you were. Little pukahontas, Squeaky Fromm, Olsen twin, pukalotis, what were we to think? You were such a drama queen and so unique. You had a good life, got to live in California and Florida, saw lots of different yards, survived a break-in (!) and still you loved us. Well, mostly Tamara, you totally imprinted on her.

You were a little cat, never more than 7 pounds on a good day, eating anything and everything it seemed, any kind of meat, and popcorn. You will be missed! Look for Max he will be waiting for you, and Halleberry and Molly, too.

Meow, Love, Mom #2
Sacramento, CaliforniaOctober 29, 2019
1/1/2006 - 10/27/2019It's so hard to believe that she is really gone. When my husband and I adopted Pip in 2009, we had no idea what we were in for. She was my first cat, and taught me everything I know about cats, both good and bad. She was playful, neurotic, and loving. She hated other cats, but was friendly to any person who came to our home to visit.

It's so quiet in our house now, even with our 2 other cats here. I miss her so much, and my heart is broken. I'm glad that she's no longer suffering, though.
Christine EichelbergerNorristown, PennsylvaniaOctober 29, 2019
1/1/2005 - 10/26/2019Feeling desolate – Pilgrim is gone. My loving, quirky, beloved kitty-companion of 13 years is dead. And I am devastated and lost.

Who will greet me at the door every time I come home? Who will point out the cricket that has gotten in the house, and then look peeved when I take it away from her so she won’t eat it? Who will poke Kriss in the side like a 2-year-old tugging on its mother’s skirts, demanding attention? Who will troll the kitchen and get under my feet each time I go in there, begging for wet food? Who will creeeeekkk open my closet door in the middle of the night so she can sleep on (and shed on) my clothes? Who will bug me (read: keep me company) in the bathroom, each and every time I go in there? Who will make Kriss crazy by lying on her briefcase, suitcase, backpack, clothes, or anything else that she could get to? Who will I leave the bedroom door cracked open for at night, so she could come and go at ‘Kitty’s Will’?

Who will sit beside me and try to beam “Feed me” thoughts into my brain? Who will sharpen her (phantom) claws on our shoes and boots? Who will try her utmost to explore each and every closet and cabinet that was usually closed? Who will cuddle onto my lap to get warm? Who will pout and pretend to ignore me when I come home after being away for a few days? Who will knead Kriss’ stomach and sneeze on her? Who will sometimes grant me the honor of falling asleep on my head at night when I am in bed? Who will roll on her plate of catnip and act silly? Who will trust me unconditionally, even when I have to pill her every night? Who will put on her Annoyed Frown when I kiss her head repeatedly?

Who will rub against my legs and feet when I’ve just gotten out of the shower (and therefore don’t smell enough like her)? Who will look guilty when caught on the kitchen table when she knew it was a no-no? Who will annoy Kriss by taking the warmest blanket in the house for hers? Who will wander around the house meowing to who-knows-what after we would go to bed sometimes? Who will gripe when I brush her? Who will shed on my clothes, so that I always carried a piece of her wherever I went. Who will share the ‘woobie’ (our ancient much-loved quilt) whenever Kriss sits and reads in her recliner? Who will lie on my pillows because she was a typical cat ‘comfort-hog’? Who will be the third one in our ‘group hugs’? Who will greet us with silent-meows? Who will be there for me every time I am afraid or lonely or sad or silly or any other human emotion? Who will constantly be on the edge of my consciousness every day?
Sweet girl, I will miss you more than you could ever know.
Columbus, OhioOctober 29, 2019
9/2/2007 - 10/26/2019My best friend. I’ll never be grateful for nought for you . You have always been there for me. I never felt alone because of you. You always knew how to make me feel better. I’ll never forget our crazy adventures.Kim RamosSan Diego, CaliforniaOctober 28, 2019
6/29/2005 - 10/14/2019Dear Meeko,
We miss you and your brothers and sister: Coco, Dusty, Simba and Bella so much. Everyday I think of you all. I miss your energy. You were diagnosed with Cushing disease and had two deteriorating disks on your back. You were always in pain. Oct 14 was the hardest day ever and the decision to let you and your four siblings go was the hardest decision ever to make. I no longer wanted to see you suffering and uncomfortable. We miss the barking and excitement you showed especially at dinner time. We called you our ADHD dog cause you were so hyper. I know you are at peace and happy. We love you Meeko. Run and run and know that we cherish the memories you gave us. ❤️❤️❤️

Your mama and daddy
Olivia RiveraPerris, CaliforniaOctober 28, 2019
3/15/2004 - 10/14/2019Dear Simba we miss you and your brothers and sister: Coco, Meeko, Dusty and Bella with all our hearts. I miss my couch buddy. Your were diagnosed with degenerated Myelopathy two years ago. Both your back legs were starting to paralyze. You had become inconsistent with urinating. We love you little guy. You were my baby cakes. The house is so lonely and quiet without you and your siblings. Oct 14 was the hardest and saddest day ever. I know you are peaceful and whole. Iam sure you are running and running with all four legs, no funny runs or legs giving out. We miss you buddy so much. Love you little guy.❤️❤️❤️

Your mama and daddy
Olivia RiveraPerris, CaliforniaOctober 28, 2019