Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
3/17/1998 - 6/2/2015To little Miss Molly,
Our hearts are forever broken now that you are gone. You gave us so much joy, love, and devotion.
You were always by my side for the last seventeen years.
I miss you more than anything Miss Molly, and I am forever grateful to God that I was blessed to have you.
You touched a part of my heart that I never knew existed. I will never forget you.
I love you, Miss Molly, more than life itself.
You will be forever missed.
Fort Lauderdale, FloridaJuly 28, 2015
10/3/1999 - 7/15/2015Our Lola always showed her love for us in every way. But she also showed her love and patience to other dogs. She was our first rescue dog and because she was so wonderful we decided to volunteer as foster parents for other dogs in need. She welcomed them. She taught the puppies their place when they got too rambunctious, left the grumpy ones alone, she shared her bed and her toys and most importantly she shared our love without being jealous.
We stopped fostering as she got older so she could have all the love. Then when my Mom passed away and the dog she had adopted (one of our former fosters) needed to come live with us she graciously shared her home once again. She and Finley were a good pair, co existing peacefully in their senior years.
We will always love and miss our little girl. We look forward to seeing her again when we meet on the rainbow bridge.
Zoa KileMillersville, PennsylvaniaJuly 27, 2015
5/10/2001 - 7/23/2015Shelby was the best dog...He will remain forever in my heart. I never would have believed the grief I am feeling for my faithful companion. I pray I will meet him in the future at the rainbow bridge. I know he is in a better place without pain, a puppy once to walk and run and play. My husband and other dog miss him so much. The house and yard feel so much emptier without him. My husband commented that he hoped heaven invested in a vacuum cleaner as Shelby was a power shedder. We will always love you is a cliche but you did leave paw prints on our hearts.Janet DustmanDeptford, New JerseyJuly 27, 2015
3/21/2003 - 7/21/2015Tucker, you brought a smile to everyone's face when you were around. You never met a stranger; man nor loved everyone! God breathed life into your little pup body and now that breath has gone back to Him with love from all of us. You are now Jesus' lap dog. Put in a good word for us ! You are missed and will always be in our thoughts. We love you very much!Mike MitchellNashville, TennesseeJuly 26, 2015
3/1/2001 - 7/25/2015Fourteen years ago I welcomed in to my heart and home my first rescue: a Mastiff-Lab mix 8 week old puppy. She was found living under a trailer with her mother, a sister and two dead other siblings. Her little body was ravaged by mange and her belly was filled with worms. A flea infestation left her anemic and in need of blood transfusions. The only hair she had was what little was left on the top of her head and on her ears. It took what felt like forever for her to heal. There were many nights that she would cry herself to sleep because of the itching, and it literally broke my heart. But heal she did, and once she was 100%, I came to find what a spirited little nugget of love she was. At the time, I was a car fanatic and I named her after my favorite mustang: Steeda. Steeda was my first experience with "a baby." Someone who depended solely upon me not ust for water and nourishment, but for raising and discipline, socializing and play. I was her "mother," and I loved her as my "child." As the years went by, through moves and roommates, we shared incredible moments that I will cherish forever. But perhaps the most important were the days and nights I spent in bouts of severe depression. Just as I had cared for Steeda when she was ill, she had cared for me: kissing tears that would fall and snuggling when I needed comfort. Steeda kept my head afloat whe I'd lost my ability to swim, and for that I will always be grateful.

Yesterday I was forced to say goodbye to the first person that I ever had an emotional connection with, as illness and old age robbed her of the ability to enjoy life the way she deserved. It absolutely has devastated me to lose such n integral part of my heart and life, and I've often been overcome by a floodgate of tears and grief. But it is at those times that I hold steadfast to the memory of our moments together in the "sun," and I am able to smile again.

So run free, my sweet Steeda, to catch frisbies and squeekies in the fields before the Rainbow Bridge, where we will one day meet to be together again. At the end of the day, it truly was YOU who rescued ME. Thank you for this extraordinary life you have given me. I love you, I miss you, I love you! XOXOXOXO
Januelle SimmonsLand O Lakes, FloridaJuly 26, 2015
Molsons Golden Deuce
12/19/2003 - 7/20/2015Deuce you brought the joy of clicking paws back to our home after your predecessor passed unexpectedly......your were such a laid back and easy going boy, whose greatest joy was cuddling in front of the fire and stealing everyone's possessions, from shoes, socks and underwear to dish towels and stuffed animals! You were never sick or caused trouble, just a lover with lots of love to give. You were our boy for 12 years, lifetime for you, a too short a period for your family. Your beautiful face greeting me each morning will be forever missed and always in my heart!Meliss FarleyHarrisburg, PennsylvaniaJuly 26, 2015
11/15/1995 - 7/21/2015Lucky was a sweet tabby kitty. She was Rachael's companion for eight years. A people's cat because she was friendly to everyone she met except for other cats. When she wasn't sleeping Lucky would seek out her owner and cuddle with her while she was working on paperwork, watching tv, reading a novel, or crocheting. Besides her owner, she hung out with a spunky baby chihuahua named Biddy Bish who constantly wanted to play. They would tease each other by my puppy nudging her with her nose then pretending to grab at her legs then Lucky would smack her with her paws and sometimes pounce on her with her front hid-legs. Our dog also to wanted to help clean her by licking her face and ears. They also slept together. A year ago Lucky had a bad tooth that her owner treated and fell out on its own but also found out she had hyperthyroidism. Rachael tried nursing her back to health again but she rejected all the medicine she tried and eventually refused to eat and dropped over ten pounds. July 21 2015 was when her owner chose to end her suffering. Lucky was a strong, stubborn kitty to her last days but when she wouldn't chow on her favorite foods anymore that was the biggest sign she was ready to be at peace. She was able to pass in the comfort of her own home around people and a puppy who love and miss her.Rachael VeneziaHendersonville, North CarolinaJuly 25, 2015
Punkin Conroy
4/16/1997 - 7/23/2015I lost my second angel on 7/23. Punkin and TG were my best friends and soul mates. They brought me so much joy and happiness. TG for 16 years, Punkin for over 18 years. Life is empty without their companionship. I will never forget my2 most wonderful friends.Karen ConroyCharlotte, North CarolinaJuly 25, 2015
1/20/2006 - 7/20/2015Apache, you were loving, loyal, strong, courageous, resilient, determined, persistent, rambunctious, and at times, introspective, but most of all, you were adored. Your departure from this earth has left a void in our lives that will never be filled. We hope that your new journey brings you much joy and peace, and that you will always remember us, because we will never forget you. Your illness may have taken you away, but the profound impact you had on us will be everlasting. Until we meet again...Lauren / Marco RodriguezCherry Hill, New JerseyJuly 25, 2015
11/22/2006 - 7/7/2015Bear was a big, goofy dog with a heart even bigger. Despite several years of neglect by the time we adopted him at age 3, he never failed to believe that humans were put on earth to love him. He'd greet people by leaning against them or laying on their feet and looking up with his big brown eyes -- and if you didn't pet him, or quit petting him, he'd paw at you as if to say, "we're not done yet." Whatever your problems of that day, you couldn't help but be reduced to talking baby talk and stroking his shiny black fur -- and feeling better about everything. Bear was so sweet, so giving, so loyal. My heart has a big empty hole and the house is so quiet without him. I'm so grateful for the 5 years I had with him and despite my pain, I know he is now pain free and romping around with Chevy and Max, waiting for us.Carol OlnickHummelstown, PennsylvaniaJuly 24, 2015