Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
Winnie
10/19/2000 - 12/25/2016Beloved pet and friendBohemia, New YorkDecember 29, 2016
Sammy
11/21/2001 - 12/21/2016Our Sweet Sammy gave us such joy! He was so loving and playful his entire life. It will be hard to begin each day without him.Denise RizzoRomeo, MichiganDecember 29, 2016
Sasha Reynolds
11/20/2002 - 12/25/2016So much to say about our wonderful and beautiful Princess Sasha. She was definitely the queen bee of our pack of 3 huskies. She was tough but she loved her Sister Kaylee and her Ox of a brother Gavin who always tried to be the Alpha but she never ceded.
My baby girl was a blessed gift from my late daddy, we went to a breeder looking for a husky pup & little miss Sasha hopped over the counter backed up against the wall & barreled into me knocking me over & stood on my chest licking/kissing me all over. I asked how old she was & the vet said 8wks & when I asked for her birthday it was 11/21...the same as mine, we were meant for each other. She was my travel companion/my partner in crime LOL just the love/joy of my life & I will miss/love her every day for the rest of my life until we are reunited in heaven!!! Mommy loves you more than words Princess Sasha!!!
Dee Dee ReynoldsCoral Springs, FloridaDecember 28, 2016
Emma
5/11/2002 - 12/20/2016On the first day of winter of 2016, we said goodbye to our sweet Emma (also known as: Emma-cat, Emma Bemma, sweet pea, hungry monkey, baby, bay-buh, mama, Pikachu, lover-butt, and my sweet angel, but she answered to Emma). She knew what she was doing. Winter was her least favorite season because she couldn't partake in soaking up the sun with a nice breeze in an open window; however, she loved the Christmas tree. She stuck around to experience the Christmas tree with us one last time.

Emma was a force of nature. She had a love of life, and loved her family deeply. She was happiest when Josh and I were both home - she truly cherished her time with us. Many weekends began with her excitedly running up and down the hallway when we got out of bed after sleeping in. She had such gratitude. Whenever we returned from a trip, we'd wake up the next morning to multiple gifts (an assortment of Emma's favorite toys) in and/or surrounding our bed. This was Emma’s way of showing her appreciation for us and thanking us for returning home. She was such a character, so full of life, playful, and goofy, even in her last year. She would develop games for us to play with her off-and-on for, literally, hours on end, most notably “the bed game.” Emma was a social creature who loved being in the mix of everything, yet blessed only her family with the privilege of petting her. She was an avid birdwatcher (through her windows and on YouTube), with the mourning dove topping her list of favorite birds. She had a deep appreciation for music. Iron and Wine was one of her favorite musicians (along with Josh), and her favorite song was their version of “Such Great Heights.” She was, also, a peacemaker, who was committed to ending conflict, and a strong advocate for living in the present and unplugging from mobile devices. She was dedicated to her rituals, and switched things up from time-to-time because she loved to learn new skills and to have adventures. She was a smart cookie, who, although not fluent, could understand English, and she was determined to figure out how on Earth to turn the doorknob. If only we had door handles.

Emma came into this world on Mother’s Day of 2002, and I happily and eagerly became her mom that July. It was the summer after I graduated from college. A deep bond ensued. She became the light of my life, and I hers. We started out at my parents’ house, in Rankin, IL, where she bonded with her Nana and Papa and loved running up and down the carpeted hallways, playing hide-and-seek (with fake leg attacks), and insisted on her “good morning walks,” which consisted of being held like a baby and walked around the house in the mornings. Her and I moved more than a few times before settling on Menomonee Street in Chicago in January of 2005. Menomonee Street was her home; the big, tall windows were hers.

I probably told Emma at least a trillion times that I loved her in her existence on Earth. She did the same for me, in head butts, love winks, purrs, cuddles, gifts, and greetings. I felt so lucky to be loved by her. She loved so fully. When I would wake up in the morning, she’d be excited - not because I'd be feeding her, but because it meant she could hang out with me. When I would come home at night, she'd be looking for me in the center window most nights. Once she spotted me, she'd shift to the next window over, near the front steps, and start yelling at me through the screen to come inside immediately. Not only did I take care of her, but she took care of me too. She'd be right by my side to calm and comfort me if I was ever upset. She loved to be held more than anything by me (no one else), and endless hours were spent with the two of us in a purr-full embrace. I was the center of her universe, and what a special place that was to be.

Emma did come with her complications - those which led her to being labeled as “fractious kitty” at every vet's office we visited and maybe even scared me a few times. These challenges only made me love her more, however, and strengthened our impenetrable bond. It took careful effort to get to know her needs, but I was more than willing to put forth the effort because she was worth it. I loved her unconditionally and am so proud of myself for mastering how to care for her. Her happiness meant the world to me.

Josh joined us when he moved in, in January of 2011. Emma welcomed him to the family, but with rules - stop petting me when I say “stop,” and when I get on mom's chest in bed at night to say goodnight to her, do not dare speak or insofar as breathe loudly. He fell in line, and pretty soon, Emma's day was not complete unless we were all home. She loved Josh. She would look at him adoringly and give him lots of love winks. She would, also, designate him as her play partner at different times throughout the years. Much of time, she wouldn't eat her dinner until he got home from work, and she knew exactly when to start looking for him out the windows. It was so sweet to watch her listening for his footsteps. Recently, in the past year, Josh started learning the guitar, and Emma was his number one fan. There's video footage to prove it. Don't let Emma know that I know this, but, when I wasn't around, I hear that Emma would upgrade Josh's status to temporary number one, and let him pet her for long periods of time without telling him to stop and even sneak in a rare cuddle or two.

Emma loved her family more than anything. We know this is why she fought so hard and so long to stay on this Earth, despite her failing body. She would experience a decline, but, by God, if she had something to do about it, she would do everything in her power to bounce back. She did many times. We were in awe of her strength and even labeled her the “comeback queen.” She was so strong. This last time, I think she had done all she could do, and there was nothing more that could be done. She had no choice but to surrender to it and determine that her life was perfect just as it was.

Warm, sunny days were Emma's favorite. Her walk from the bedroom to the living room would turn into a trot as soon as she would notice the sun was out. She would go to her windows and settle into a spot in the windowsill with the sun soaking into her and breeze blowing in her face. I would catch her, intermittently, tilting her head up, closing her eyes, and sniffing the air. It was pure bliss for her. This is where I envision and hope for her to be now.

Emma was our ray of sunshine. She had such presence and loved so wholeheartedly. She brought so much joy to our lives. She was an intricate part of our family, and we miss her dearly. I am so grateful that I got to be loved by her - that I was hers and she was mine. I will love her forever, and will cherish our memories always.
Shannon EllisChicago, IllinoisDecember 27, 2016
Pepper
12/26/2016I don't know how old Pepper was. I began feeding her outside in 2003 when she showed up in my yard, obviously starving. She was cautious, but I could tell she wanted to be friendly, and within a few days she was rubbing against my legs, letting me stroke her head and scratch behind her ears. Within a week or two, I was able to take her to the vet to be spayed. I had three indoor cats at the time, so didn't bring her inside until November 2015 when she was injured by a large abandoned tom cat I had begun feeding. Blood tests at the vet revealed that she needed thyroid medicine twice a day, so she remained inside for just over a year. She was a well-behaved indoor kitty, but I believe she missed being active outdoors. She spent most of her time sleeping in or staring out of my bay window, and woke me without fail around 5:30 AM each morning to let me know her feral friends were outside and waiting for their breakfast. She had just recently become a lap kitty. Is there anything sweeter than a warm kitty purring in your lap? How I'm going to miss her! Sometime in the last couple of weeks, her liver began to fail, and I made the very hard decision to let her go. I am so thankful to Lap of Love for making it possible for sweet Pepper to die peacefully in my lap, where both of us so loved for her to be. She is now resting under one of her favorite outdoor hangouts, a thick nest of leaves sheltered by shrubs and shade trees.Johnie JonesRaleigh, North CarolinaDecember 27, 2016
Lucy
3/23/2003 - 12/23/2016Last week I lost my best friend Lucy. Lucy was 13 ½ years old, and suffered from occasional seizures, the last of which took her ability to walk or live well. I will never love another dog as deeply as I loved Lucy…I waited all my life for her, and as soon as I got her she brought healing, companionship, and indescribable joy to my life from the first day I got her until she gently passed on the last day. She was a loving, silly, playful, happy girl who didn’t like to play ball, but she loved her beanie babies – she truly was the best dog ever. I’m so honored and blessed to have been entrusted to being her mom. If I never own another dog again, she has fulfilled my heart completely. I pray that we will meet again someday. You will forever be in my heart. Rest in peace Lucy, you did good sweet girl. You did so very good.Ginger KeysArlington, TexasDecember 26, 2016
Crush
11/2/2002 - 12/22/2016Crush, No matter how much trouble you got into- you were always my good boy. I hope you know how deeply you were loved and your memory is cherished. I am honored that I was able to give you your forever home. Thank you for being so gentle with our daughter, even when your joints were aching. You were the kindest and most gentle animal that I have ever met. There will not be another "Crush" in my life, and that is ok- you were one of a kind, a sweet soul. -Your Family : Allison, Aaron, and CharlotteAllison LukosavichClearwater, FloridaDecember 25, 2016
Daisy
4/4/1999 - 12/19/2016Daisy was such a sweetheart! My husband has a chainsaw shop at home and he also works on antique tractors. Daisy always loved to sleep on the tractor seats while my husband worked. The noise didn’t seem to bother her, she was very trusting. She loved the attention she got from all the guy’s that would stop and pick up their equipment. Even people that didn’t care for cats liked her. She was a beautiful little fuzzy calico kitty that would plop down in front of you so you could rub her belly. She loved to ride on tractors with my husband and loved being outside. When the weather wasn’t too hot her favorite spot to sleep was on my cushioned lounge chair along side the pool. She loved when my husband started the fire in the wood stove in the morning and she had to be right there on his lap. She would sleep between us in bed on her own pillow and she would purr us to sleep.

She became the boss and the queen of our property when her buddy, our maine coon named Noon, died 4 years ago. Two other cats have adopted us since then and they knew she ruled the roost. They miss her now and wonder where she is. Having Lap of Love come to the house was the best thing we could have done for her and Dr. Bill was wonderful.
Linda BoschiSpring City, PennsylvaniaDecember 24, 2016
Harvey
8/21/2003 - 12/21/2016Harvey peacefully passed surrounded by his family on 12-21-16. He was 13 1/2 years old. Though father time had taken his physical body (arthritis) and eyesight (diabetes) , he battled to live everyday. Always pushing for a short walk to the park no matter what. Even when Harvey could barely walk he would still limp to the door when we arrived home to greet us. He was so loved and gave back love unconditionally everyday. On his last day on Earth, Harvey got 2 separate walks and a trip to his favorite park wherein he laid in the grass for the last time. Harvey crossed that Rainbow Bridge last night and will now be able to run free without pain and see all the beautiful colors of heaven. I hope to see you again Harvey. You will always be in our hearts my dear old companion, Harvey.Jack BurdenLas Vegas, NevadaDecember 22, 2016
Luckie
2/1/2003 - 11/12/2016You will be so missed my treasure.....

I have so many memories of fun times together...... going to the dog park, playing soccer (he even used both paws to push the ball!), going on walks and even on runs. He loved the ball terribly and jumped so high thousands of times to get this  little play thing.
I cherish the love, loyalty and happiness he gave me. It was so hard to make the decision to let him go. I never ever wanted to face that because I had never had such a close connection to a pet as an adult. His health had been deteriorating over time, however and I could not see him suffer any longer. I miss my boy so much. There will never be another like my luckie boy.
Melissa MeghdadiAltamonte Springs, FloridaDecember 21, 2016