Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
Allie
3/2/2017 - 1/1/2017Allie was my beloved. I adopted her as a senior on March 2, 2014 from the Las Vegas Boxer Rescue. I always felt sorry for senior dogs that get surrendered and wanted to give one a forever home. I thought about getting a Boxer for the first time and just when I was going to go looking, friends of mine were fostering her. We met and I know she was the girl for me. Allie was the best dog, so full of love, warmth, companionship and goofiness. She was well behaved and everyone loved her. She went to heaven on Sunday January 1 at approximately 6 PM after suffering from lung cancer. I am so sad as she filled my life with such warmth and laughter. The house is so empty now. Although I only had her for less than 3 years, there was such a deep bond between us. I will always love Allie and she will always be a cherished part of my heart. Until we meet again Allie, RIP my love!Denise LahavLas Vegas, NevadaJanuary 5, 2017
Duke
2/13/2017 - 1/3/2017I know this is a very common cliché but Duke was the best dog. He was the sweetest dog I had ever met and he affected so many people. Some people I never even realized until today and yesterday when they told me. To me this dog was in my life since I was 4 (I am now 17) and I don't have many memories without him. He meant the world to me and I will never forget him. Though it was very sudden and I only had a few hours to say bye, I am happy that he is no longer in pain. Duke was 12 when he passed and was going to turn 13 next month. 12 years seems like a long time but it wasn't nearly long enough. No amount of time would've been long enough with a dog like him. For me I can not seem to process his loss. I know he is gone but I don't feel like he is. The feeling I have is so real which is making it hard for me to accept the truth. I knew the dog meant a lot to me but I didn't realize how much he really did.Brooklyn KinslerSanta Barbara, CaliforniaJanuary 4, 2017
Chai
11/23/2004 - 12/31/2016"Until one has loved an animal, part of one's soul remains unawakened." - Anatole FranceChaska, MinnesotaJanuary 4, 2017
Connie
12/24/201610 years we had with our girl Connie. But only 3 days to digest the news, and say goodbye. Cancer took over, and there was nothing we could do. My sister in law,Holly, warned me about this one day. And when it did she assured me she knew who to call, but I thought no way is our Connie girl going anywhere. It all happened so quickly, but we are so blessed to have had those extra 3 days with our girl.
Connie was our fur baby since she was 6 weeks old. My husband was living in Kansas city, MO where he was completing his dental school. I was working in Saint Louis and was very happy at my place of work, so we were doing the long distance relationship thing. And so was Connie. This was one of the most stressful times in our lives, doing long distance and getting my husband through dental school. But Connie was our savior. She loved traveling back and forth between the two cities, the excitement on her face when we would say "car ride" is indescribable. We would take her to her favorite dog park, where she tried to swim but no such luck. Let's just say she did not get the doggy paddle down. But that all changed when we moved to Florida. Our condo sat directly on the bay of the Gulf of Mexico, where she would swim with the both of us, take walks on the beach every night, and of course BBQ together (she always got her fair share of food). We enjoyed every day in the sunshine state, a whole calendar year to be exact. Until military orders came in that we were moving overseas to the U.K. Panic came about wondering how in the world will we be able to move Connie with us? Normal routine, she flies in the belly of the plane in no time, just after a bit of routine quarantine. 3 months she stayed with family in Saint Louis until she was cleared to meet us in England. We thought our life was over! 3 months without our girl seemed like eternity! But she made it, and adjusted to the British life rather quickly. Made friends with the dog next door, Lottie. Loved walking to the park to chase after her ball. Even loved the grazing sheep in our village. And loved even more our human baby we introduced to her in 2011. Connie LOVED being a big sister. Protected her every step of the way. Including our move back to the states to Georgia where she became a big sister again to our rescue, Scarlett, a lab mix. They quickly acquainted and became friends in the southern life. It was so hot there we could tell Connie missed the English weather, but didn't miss that flight!
Orders came through yet again, as in a military life they do quite often. Not long after we received those orders we found out we were expecting our second child. The decision was made, we were wanting to grow some roots so we separated from the military life and settled back home in Saint Louis. Connie was thrilled. She was around her grandparents, and back to the Midwest where she was from. Two and a half short years of being back and settled, we had the Christmas we will never forget. Connie gained her angel wings, and our sweet well traveled fur baby was called to doggy heaven. The decision to help her gain these wings was the hardest, yet most comforting decision we made. Lap of love made this nightmare a truly peaceful experience. Dr. Woodruff said all the right things from educating us about what was happening to Connie and why. And what our choices were and why. To treating Connie like her own from the moment she arrived. My husband and I could not speak, Dr. Woodruff knew and felt our sorrow. Held Connie with us until the very end, and for that we feel she is also an angel that arrived at our doorstep that day. We would not have had Connies last moments any other way, and for that we are thankful for lap of love. The paw print you made us, the fur you kept for us, the letter you wrote about Connie for us. All show us you are truly an angel that helped us get through one of the most dreaded times in our lives. May Connie rest in peace, and we will continue to miss our girl every single day.
Liz LehmuthSaint Louis, MissouriJanuary 4, 2017
Jacob
8/1/2001 - 8/27/2016In Loving memory of the best black boxer to Valhalla my wonderful boy!! Can't Wait till we meet again!Joe CaloucheCharlotte, North CarolinaJanuary 4, 2017
Simba
8/3/2005 - 12/21/2016Simba was my pride and joy. After my Rottie Odie J died due to a break into my house, I decided I would like another dog for company. I read on news articile about a bull dog for free. So I decided to check it out on my lunch time beings the address was close to where I worked. When I got there and they show me the dog, I didnt know what to think. Never really seen an American bull dog. For years we had Rotties and prior to that we raised Pit Bulls. So I asked questions and he seemed very freindly. So I said if I take him home this week end and if it doesnt work may I return back to you and he said sure. So I went back friday after work and picked up Simba. Simba is a Johnson American Bull dog. He did well sitting in the back of my pick up truck riding just like a person. Got home got out of truck and came inside and sniffed around. He seemed to be o.k. Well the next day I had to go out for about a hour so I thought lets see what happens and also he was already 6 when I got him. So he was already pottie trained and neutered. Well when I got back he made him self comfortable on my couch. Didnt even get up to greet me. When he adjusted real well. When I was off from work him and I would go to the dog parks or take a ride to the Keys. He was my side kick to run around with. He always sat up like a person in the back seat of truck and look around. One year after I had for a while I decided to make a road trip to Pennsylvanis to see a family I know which was like my family. It took 2 and half days I dont drive when it gets dark. We had a good time at the rest stops and people would ask me what kind of dog so I would tell them. I got so many compliments on him. He did well at my friends house she even had cats and he got along with them. I spoiled him quite well. When I would eat my dinner or what ever he was always there for a hand out which he got. He even slept with me on my bed. Thank heavens I had a queeen size bed. Then in April of last year he started to limp took him to vet and he said he has a torn acu I think it was callled. well I had the surgery and it lasted until Nov of 2016 when he started to limp again, took him back again and was told he has arthoritis real bad in hips and one knee. so they gave me a special dog food so he would lose weight and pain pills. Well him a dog isnt active how will he lose weight. Well him and I struggle with the situation trying to get him up to go out side.After up he would walk a little and then fall down, thats when I decided after about a week of this, it was time to let him go to Rainbow Brige where my other furry friends are. So I called Lap of Love and had Dr Issac for the service. He as frally great. He took his time and explain what was going to happened. My son and friend was with me when we did this. Dr Issac even made a paw print of Simba. I miss him he was a great soul mate.
Well about a week later I posted looking for an American bull dog and had a lady friend work at Knowles Animal clinc and she text me and said we haqve one that is here for adoption. I went and check him out. He is three and half brown and white american bull dog called Zeus. He is doing fine we are still adjusting to the situation. He is quite different than Simba this is more active which is good. He keeps me going and is a good companion too. So that is my story.
Nancy JohnsonNiami, FloridaJanuary 4, 2017
Canyon
3/4/2001 - 12/20/2016I love you dearly, my Canyon and I hope Daddy Norman has shown you the way to heaven.Dawn NargiNew York, New YorkJanuary 3, 2017
Casper
9/1/2002 - 1/28/2016So long Casper. It was with great pain that I made the decision to let you go. I still feel guilty that you might have turned it around and I didn't give you a chance to fight. Since in the summer when the Doctor told me that the odds were great that you wouldn't pull through. I decided that you could pull through and after the feeding tube -you and I proved them wrong, and you did it. However, the toll it took on your nerves was painful to witness. It became harder to escort you to the Vet because you would know where I was taking you and put up a fuss. I saw your fear and anxiety. When they told me that your liver ailment never fully recovered and the prognosis looked bleak, I couldn't allow you to go through what you did last summer. You are a brave cat, I knew you wanted to live, but I am sorry we had to say goodbye. I miss you terribly. The house is not the same without you. Cloudy goes around looking for you. I always had a home full of people, but after my divorce and since the my sons left home, you made the home still lively. I never knew loosing a pet can be so painful, but I remember the good days. The days when you and I will just relax on the deck. You will always find me when I am busy working and flop on my book or try to get my attention. You were a patient and kind soul and I will have you in my heart forever.DJ JenkinsWoodbridge, VirginiaJanuary 3, 2017
Mr. Coco Puff
5/1/2000 - 12/26/2016I know 2016 has been widely considered an awful year. I have some more bad news. Mr. Coco Puff died last Monday, December 26 at about 7pm, joining the pantheon of great souls we lost in 2016. He was put-to-rest for an eternal nap by a doctor from Lap of Love, an in-home veterinary hospice and euthanasia service. He was 16.5 years old. He passed away very peacefully and gently with lots of loving attention in the presence of Dr. Beth, Manavie, and me. Our doctor patiently spent a long time with us before we put him to sleep (2.5 hours) much of it just petting him and getting to know us. I am very grateful that the process went as well as it possibly could have given the circumstances.

Here's what happened:
This all came about very suddenly and unexpectedly. I had only noticed anything unusual since around the Monday before Christmas when Mr. Puff began being difficult about eating, which progressed to not eating at all. I took him to Friendship Animal Hospital that Friday. They did blood work, urine analysis, and an ultrasound and found a large mass of cancer in his upper intestines blocking his stomach, causing him to stop eating. They think the cancer had already spread to his liver, lymph nodes, and spleen. They also saw disease processes in his kidneys and bowels. His little body was shutting down. The doctor said that GI cancers tend to sneak up on owners like this, not presenting any clinical symptoms until it's already very advanced, and that cats are notoriously good at hiding their pain. I was extremely fortunate to be able to take him home that evening and cancel plans in order to spend all of Christmas Eve and Day with him. I doted on and hovered over him; I could only get him to take water and chicken broth. We used the time to do some of our favorite activities together -- stroking, brushing, and talking to him, photographing him sleeping in the sun, watching his favorite cat dvd, and one brief trip outside in his pet stroller to sit on my lap on the bench for fresh air, bird watching, and sunshine on Christmas Day. I was so lucky that I was able to use the quiet time afforded by the holiday to just be with him uninterrupted and to have a lot of patient support and empathy from the Lap of Lap person who was answering my phone calls during this time. Having these days with him and using the in-home euthanasia service turned out to be best choices for us. My other cat, Manavie, was also present for the whole process. He really watched and sniffed everything that was happening. He seemed to understand in his own way, though he currently seems a bit disoriented and low energy as Coco Puff was such an integral part of our daily routine. I had brought Coco home from the hospital on Friday at 7:30pm, and coincidentally, the doctor left with his body on Monday at 7:30pm for his remains to be cremated. As keepsakes, she left us with a paw print, a lock of fur, and a death certificate/booklet on pet bereavement. I'm very thankful and take solace in that I don't have any regrets about any of the difficult decisions that I had to make in that short period of time.
Amanda MosherWashington, District of ColumbiaJanuary 3, 2017
Nala
4/1/2000 - 12/31/2016We lost a beautiful soul. It is with heavy hearts that we said goodbye to our Nala. She was a Siamese who had piercing blue eyes - probably the most beautiful I've ever seen. She was always the hostess and charmed everyone she met.

She was mischievous and a night owl; she never met a twist tie or Christmas ornament she didn't want to destroy. She would often “catch” dog toys (the small squirrel was her favorite) and announce to all who would listen that she caught it all by herself. With her little pink tongue she would spill water - fresh water was her absolute favorite - all over the place. She was a graceful goofball and a gentle soul who acted as our grief counselor...and during this time of grief it makes us miss her even all the more.

She had 16 (almost 17) good years, but it still feels too soon. She came to us as a mischievous puffball kitten and left us as the most loyal friend. Rest in peace, Nala Girl. We will miss every single thing about you. May you cuddle up to Bailey and have a toy squirrel near you at all times.
Kim NelsonLas Vegas, NevadaJanuary 1, 2017