Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
12/14/2012 - 1/25/2020Sammie—you were the most socially awkward cat I have ever owned, but also the sweetest. You didn’t have the easiest start to life and I wish I could have met you as a kitten but I knew you were meant to be a member of our family the moment I met you at the Humane Society. It took us awhile to earn your trust, but you were well worth the wait. You provided our family with so much love once we learned your quirky rules—one hand out to be pet and the human must not make any sudden movements or petting session would end immediately. You gave your fur brother Wally endless shit (but we all know you really loved him even though he is a stinky dog;). You were sweet and patient with your human brothers and sisters and especially patient with the baby of the family, Ellie. Your favorite game was definitely hide-and-seek even making Mommy and Daddy frantic one time when we couldn’t find you for a whole day only to come sauntering out at bedtime as if we hadn’t been calling your name and searching for you for hours (Mommy’s still a bit traumatized from that day). Even with all of you eccentric ways, you charmed your way into all of the hearts of those you met. Sammie, you are truly going to be missed. You never once bit or purposely scratched any of your family or friends—you were truly a gentle soul. We love you sweet girl and will meet you again someday in paradise. Until then, run like you did before you became ill, play hide-and-seek to your hearts content, and soak up all the sun rays you want ❤️.Danika HojnackiFranklin, WisconsinJanuary 27, 2020
12/28/2004 - 1/24/2020I had never heard the term "heart dog" until a few days ago as I spent my night googling how to deal with the loss of a beloved pet. Midnight, you were mine. There will never be another like you. Oh how I wish you could be healthy, happy, and here with me again. I miss you so, so much. My heart is so broken. For almost 16 years I've had you in my life and I just had to say my final goodbye. You were the best companion anyone could ask for. You had so much love for everyone and everyone loved you in return. The light of my life, my little pumpkin, my angel. I'll miss waking up to see you snoring in your bed next to me. I'll miss your stinky kisses. I'll miss you poking your head behind the shower curtain to check on me. I'll miss throwing snowballs to you. I'll miss you being by my side at all times. It already feels so empty without you. I'm so grateful that you were able to pass peacefully in my arms at home, that I could hold you and pet you as you went to sleep. I stroked your head, your paws, your tail. I had the hardest time letting you go, but I know you were ready. You will be so missed, baby. It feels wrong not preparing your breakfast in the morning. I still poke my head into the bedroom to check on you, even though I know I won't see you laying in my bed, tucked in where I left you. I still can't sleep at night because I'd become accustomed to staying up, quietly crying into your fur and being there for you when you needed help getting outside at 3 AM. I still walk over your bed, careful not to accidentally step on you. Sometimes I think I see your paws just around the corner, but it's only the blanket that covered you when you left us. It's been shoved aside and I don't have the heart to move it. I look behind me as I walk through the yard, expecting to see you following with a smile. I cry when I make dinner for your little brother because I should be making a dinner for you too. My arms feel empty as I go downstairs at night, not holding your weight as I carry you down to get ready for bed. I listen for your nails on the basement floor. The dining table remains where I had moved it to make space for us and the vet. I sleep with your collar and the last sweater you wore. I smell everything you touched and I regret bathing you one last time because now all I smell is the dog shampoo instead of your distinct scent. I touch the soft lock of fur that was cut from behind your ear. I look at your photos and the clay paw print. My mood drops every time I walk into the dining room because all I can see is myself sitting there sobbing with you in my arms, the vet knelt beside us. It will get easier, I know, but not yet. I feel weird and stupid for grieving so strongly, but you're irreplaceable. You and I loved each other like no other. I hope you're running around in the warm sun with all of your friends. Until we meet again.Verona, PennsylvaniaJanuary 27, 2020
7/17/2004 - 1/25/2020It is with the heaviest of hearts that we helped our beloved baby boy, Zach, cross to the Rainbow Bridge. He left this earth as gracefully as he lived, surrounded by Mommy, Daddy, and sister. Pean, as he was lovingly referred to as, was the sweetest boy and gentlest soul. We are comforted in knowing he has no pain and is running and playing with his friends until the 3 of us can join him in bliss. Our hearts are forever changed by his love.Rachael and Cory BDenver, ColoradoJanuary 26, 2020
12/25/2005 - 1/20/2020In the South African town of Polokwane, Mpho (pronounced M’poh) entered Noah Tamarkin’s life at the age of 8 weeks in February 2006. He had been an unwanted puppy. His other accidental siblings were already adopted when he, as the last one of his litter, was handed to Noah. He licked Noah’s face and Noah became his. That day, this little but big black dog with a white chest patch became Mpho, which means gift in Sepedi and several other Southern African languages. Mpho’s first year on the red-earth terrain of Limpopo was filled with friendship from people, dogs, goats, and kittens. His favorite activities back then were chasing chickens, freely roaming, chewing everything available, and cuddling. When Mpho was 11 months old, he moved to the US with Noah, arriving at Boston’s Logan Airport on a chilly autumn evening. In Massachusetts, he discovered his love of snow, and he deeply bonded with Noah’s parents and siblings. Mpho then moved to California, where in September 2007 he met his other human packmate, Juno Parreñas. Since then, Mpho has lived in Oakland, California; Allston, Massachusetts; New Haven, Connecticut; Philadelphia, Pennsylvania; and finally Columbus, Ohio. In California, Mpho loved the Oakland Hills, the Berkeley Marina, Point Reyes, and the dog beach in Santa Cruz; he also secretly loved the redwoods surrounding the officially dog-free University of California Santa Cruz’s Colleges 9 and 10. In Massachusetts, he loved his friends at Ringer Park, his work life at Boston College and Brandeis University, his frequent visits to the Charles River and Harvard University, and his country get-aways to Andover and North Andover. For one year, Mpho split his time between Philadelphia, where he frequented Clark Park, and New Haven, where he had many adventures in East Rock. Mpho lived in Columbus, Ohio for the last six years of his life; it became his most consistent home. There, he was a regular on the Olentangy Trail, at Clinton Como Park, Park of Roses, Highbanks Metro Park, and Sharon Woods. In these beautiful parks, on his street, and in his own backyard, he had many multispecies encounters with deer, squirrels, opossums, raccoons, rabbits, cats, groundhogs, and a guinea pig. Mpho pursued many interests within his lifetime, such as sunbathing, squirrel studies, chipmunk studies, and rabbit studies, but cuddle studies remained his lifelong passion. He was an excellent traveler, having been trained by Noah early in his life to ride cramped public kombis in rural South Africa. Throughout his life and well into his senior years, he loved our travels to places like New York City, Seattle, and Southern California, and especially our hiking trips to New Mexico and Bavaria, Germany. Mpho’s decline was rapid over a period of two all too short months: he had been a very healthy geriatric dog until he one day exhibited discomfort. Finding nothing wrong in his bloodwork that day, his vet did an abdominal ultrasound and found a mass on his spleen. He had an emergency splenectomy the next day, during which the vet found lesions on his liver. The following week when the biopsy report came in, he was diagnosed with a rare and aggressive form of sarcoma. Chemotherapy a few weeks later did not work. Each blood test showed a steady decline in red blood cell count regeneration and he got progressively weaker. We are grateful for the excellent and compassionate care that Mpho received from the veterinarians and vet techs at Upper Arlington Animal Hospital, the Ohio State University Veterinary Medical Center, Walden Woods Veterinary Care Acupuncture and Chiropractic, Lap of Love Veterinary Hospice, and Schoedinger Pets Memorial and Cremation Services. We are also grateful for support and consultation from dear friend Dr. Illiana Quimbaya, and for the many people who have cared for him over the years. We are glad that Renee Needham took such fabulous portraits of Mpho before he became ill. Mpho’s death was as beautiful as he was in life. He left this world surrounded by our love. Mpho leaves a profound absence. He is survived by family and friends around the world. Noah’s parents will always miss their granddog. The now-grown people who played with him as a puppy in South Africa will always remember him as part of their childhoods. His many caregivers over the years, and the friends who were regulars in his life as well as those whose encounters with him were more fleeting, will remember his softness, his beauty, his appetite for treats, his sweetness, and his calming presence. As a much beloved emotional support animal, Mpho lent his loving snuggles to his pack in their greatest moments of need, including gender transition and affirmation, bereavement, academic job market angst, and writing anxieties. If you, too, miss Mpho, please consider a donation to Paw Fund, and please advocate for emotional support animals and their people. We have grown into and around one another. Go well, Mpho, and please, also, stay forever.Noah TamarkinColumbus, OhioJanuary 26, 2020
8/28/2010 - 1/25/2020Our sweet Maggie has gone to doggie heaven. Our hearts and our home will never be the same. We miss you sweet girl!Truley and Bronson ConstableGrove City, OhioJanuary 26, 2020
6/6/2008 - 1/5/2020Sawyer was a loving, loyal, kind soul that enjoyed every minute of life with a joyful, unafraid and adventures attitude most humans could only dream of. He swam, played ball like a champ and discovered new environments without vision and with a big smile on his face. He touched me in a lot of ways. He taught me a lot about never giving up, wiping off the dust of failure and looking at life like “what are we doing now?”
My heart is broken and my house is empty, my Child and best friend is gone. I will forever be thankful that you were in my life! Thank You for finding me, filling my life with joy and unconditional love and letting me be your mommy. “Mommy Loves You and I got you!” Forever! RIP Soy Boy ❤️
Susi HirschPittsburgh, PennsylvaniaJanuary 26, 2020
Pixel Rose
12/1/2004 - 1/20/2019Pixel you are forever in my heart. It has been a year since you passed over the rainbow bridge. There is not one day that goes by that I don't think of you, my little shadow. You were the most loving loyal adoring dog (even if it was mostly toward me). I miss caring you around every where I went. I miss taking you for rides, I miss you staring at me for hours. You really were my special baby girl. Your spirit flies high.Raeme Marcaurelle-MerlosIpswich, MassachusettsJanuary 26, 2020
5/1/2003 - 1/24/2020Newbie, the best "worst" dog ever. He was a runner, digger, squirrel chaser, garbage destroyer, food stealer, snuggler, shadow, and constant companion. He lived 10 lifetimes and was the most tenacious dig I've ever met. He made me a better parent, person, and pet guardian. My house is missing a member.Erin Etheridge-BagleyWest Palm Beach, FloridaJanuary 26, 2020
7/1/2004 - 1/10/2020He was my precious boy, confidant, and cuddle baby. I'll never forget him. I have a tattoo near my heart to always remind me of my two boys.Kristina MorrisHurdle Mills, North CarolinaJanuary 26, 2020
5/17/2005 - 1/24/2020Our beautiful Akita Roxy has made it to Heaven. After battling through a great deal of pain she has earned her wings. She was truly the most beautiful, smart and dedicated family dog anyone could possibly have. She was truly a gentle giant. We will never be able to replace her. Roxy brought joy and touched everyone’s life she ever came in contact with. Our family including Roxy’s best friend out Sisnese family cat Coo Coo mourn her passing and will grieve for a long time to come. We loved her with everything in our hearts but Roxy returned that love and dedication to us indefinitely . We will never forget you Roxy. Hope you are running around pain free in Heaven. See you again when we get there! We love you 💘! RIP sweet Roxy!Jay PerlmutterCharlotte, North CarolinaJanuary 26, 2020