Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
9/28/2002 - 5/20/2020My son found Donny in a plastic bag on someone's porch in Atlanta. Our family always rescued strays. I've had seven cats or baby animals. He took him in but moved a few times when I took care of Donny for him. In 2008 my son passed away at the age of 29. Donny then had his permanent home with me. He moved with me from Orlando to Massachusetts and finally to Wisconsin. We would have conversations. I would ask him about dinner or his nap and he would meow back at me. I tried to keep him with me but he finally crossed the bridge to be with my son at ,17 years and ,8 months. I miss him terribly and still see him coming around the corner of my bedroom carrying his special toy. I've had seven cats and three dogs but Donny was special because he was my son's.Marilyn ThompsonPewaukee, WisconsinJune 30, 2020
Bailey Boo
7/24/2008 - 5/15/2020Run free dear Bailey Boo! We love you so much!Suzanne GouldenAlexandria, VirginiaJune 30, 2020
3/4/2008 - 6/29/2020My sweet Maxi bear, You loved me your whole life and I will always love you and miss you for the rest of mine. Swim away baby boy more pain just clear blue water and lots of vanilla ice cream. Until we meet again!ROSE PAULLutz, FloridaJune 30, 2020
Dusty Adams
5/27/2004 - 6/29/2020Dearest Dusty. You were such a big part of our family, I honestly don't know how to be without you. Your memory is everywhere in our home and our hearts. We adore you and miss you so much and it hasn't even been 24 hours. I will miss so many things about you....missing whispering that mama loves you in your ear. You will never be forgotten and our many memories of you will live on forever. Love and miss you my precious precious love.Rhonda AdamsPickerington, OhioJune 30, 2020
8/31/2004 - 6/29/2020Turn off the clock, cut off the telephone
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone
Silence the piano and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin
Let the mourners come

Let aeroplanes circle, moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message she is dead
Put crepe bows around the necks of the white public doves
Let the traffic police me wear black cotton gloves

He was my north, my south, my east, my west
My working week and my Sunday’s rest.
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song
I thought love could last forever, I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now, put out every one
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
Pour out the oceans and sweep up the wood
For now, nothing can ever come to any good.
Shauna ReaderBaton Rouge, LouisianaJune 30, 2020
4/17/2012 - 6/29/2020Eowyn Kitty, we share the same soul, and I know you're now my guardian angel.
Two years with you is too short of a time, but they were two of the happiest years of my life. You picked me first, after being in the SPCA in San Francisco for over a month, you came out of your hiding place, and bunted me, before quickly going back. You were always so shy, and I know it must have not been easy to get out of your way to come out and greet us. But that moment, I knew I had to bring you home. You learned to conquer your fears, and in that time, so did I. We were bound by something greater that I will never be able to explain.
Thank you for bringing joy and so much love to our family. We know that you loved us, you showed it to us in your own unique ways, and I hope you lived the last two years of your life in peace, joy, and surrounded by love.
I will miss you waking us up in the morning, and will never forget the sound of your meowing.
I love you and miss you, gatita de mi corazón.
Andrea PellDurham, North CarolinaJune 30, 2020
9/6/2005 - 6/26/2020

After a short illness, we said goodbye to our dear Boss.
Dr Lori, from Lap of Love came to our home. Boss passed peacefully, in our arms. His sidekick, Pris, as always right by his side.
For those that did not know him.
Boss refused to submit to any commands.
He possessed integrity, and the ability to go his own way, as he (mostly) did the right thing.
Boss was loyal to his pack. He did not enter lightly into brawls, but bravely stood down dogs much larger than he, if they threatened his crew.
Boss did not tolerate poor dog manners. Most of his dog friends, with the exception of Pris, have a scar on their head to prove that they attended his etiquette class.
Boss loved his people from nearby, occasionally allowing himself to snuggle up in a lap, where he accepted hugs, kisses, and a good ear massage. Sometimes giving a very delicate lick to my chin, if I was feeling small.
I say that Boss was the best, most loving, smartest, bravest, cutest.......
Others think that he was just a “well managed asshole”.
My heart, that overflowed with love for him, overflows with
an aching grief. I look forward to the day when I can say his name with a smile, instead of a tear.
Charlotte HazelSalem, Or, OregonJune 30, 2020
2/20/2009 - 6/26/2020Sammy was the most special boy. Everyone who met Sammy loved him and he loved them.Beth BristolWoodinville, WashingtonJune 30, 2020
4/17/2000 - 6/21/2020My heart is broken. I love you Coco. Thank you for a wonderful 20 years! I tried my best for you.Jean RicciutiQuincy, MassachusettsJune 29, 2020
5/1/2010 - 6/20/2020Final Farewell to Zeke:

Zeke, a.k.a. Zeke-a-saur, Sneaky Zeke, Sneakers, Zekers , Baby Monkey, Baby Boy,
When we first got you, I had no idea the impact you would have on our lives and the paw prints you would leave on our hearts.
You have been the best kitty a crazy cat lady, or anyone, could ask for. So sensitive and loving, you followed me around like a dog, meowed your head off when I left just to go for a run, and showed me loving with face rubs, but almost always ONLY on the bed. You were very particular about where you got your lovin!

I’m going to miss our near-daily conversations that often went something like this:
“What’s wrong?”
“Oh really?”
“Uh-huh, I know”
“Yep, you’re right!”

And you were so smart! You could open doors to let yourself in or out of a room, you Sneaky Zeke! And you also knew how to dispense food from the feeder before it was time to go off. Apparently you learned that from your sister, who figured it out first, but still....

Like your mama, you were a foodie! You begged for tuna or salmon or chicken until we caved in, and we could not even open a can of beans without you going crazy! I loved the way you stood up on your two hind legs for treats. And sometimes grew impatient, swiping at our hands to give you more treats!

You loved the outdoors, and to show us what a brave hunter you were, you caught several lizards whom we had to rescue from your mouth (though I’m quite sure we weren’t able to rescue them all), as well as salamanders, at least one of which you brought into the house for us! And I remember that time you caught a dove on the back patio. Now that’s a feat of speed, agility, and stealth! Again, I came to the rescue of that little creature. But I can’t blame you for trying! You were a cat after all!

You loved to play...with string, the “red fly”, feather toys, robe ties, furry mice, and most recently, that damn catnip carrot! Oh, and of course with daddy’s hand! That was probably your favorite toy!

Do we need to mention how handsome a boy you were ? Seriously, you had a very majestic face, the longest kitty whiskers, adorable little tufts of fur on the bottom of each paw. Not to mention your gorgeous white markings—little socks on your front paws and boots on your hind legs, your white chest, mouth and nose. And OMG—your belly! I love that you loved your belly rubbed!

I still expect to see you waiting on my bathroom counter by the sink to drink running water from my faucet. Or at the door to greet us when we come home. But your floofy body isn’t there. I’d like to believe that your sweet loving spirit is! You will always be with us in our hearts, you silly boy!

We Both loved and already miss you so much, but I hope and pray that we will see you again. In the meantime, I hope you are playing with all the other kitties at the Rainbow Bridge. You show em how it’s done!
Pam and Steve WarrenMcKinney, TexasJune 29, 2020