Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
1/31/2008 - 1/25/2017Several years ago, when I brought my five cats to the vet he asked me “Which one is your favorite?” I said, “That’s easy, I hit the jackpot when I adopted Kyra. She was a true people-lover! She got along well with my other cats but she loved people more than anything else. She treated everyone as though they were her best friend and she became my ‘greeter’ at the front door. Nothing upset her: She was cool and calm and there was never a peep out of her when traveling in the car, going to the vet, meeting strangers, being passed around from person to person and having her picture taken wearing funny hats and sitting on Santa’s lap and on the Easter Bunny’s lap. She didn’t demand food and wasn’t picky about what I fed her. The one thing she did demand was to sit on my lap as much as she possibly could. At night she slept with me under the covers snuggled against my chest. Back in the early 1980's I had a cat that was the light of my life and I thought I’d never find another cat that I loved as much. I finally succeeded with Kyra. Nothing will ever replace the happy days and love my little Kyra gave me.Herndon, VirginiaJanuary 31, 2017
12/13/1999 - 1/29/2017In memory of our sweet Katie. She brought so much joy to our home and lives. She is loved so much and will be missed. We know she is running with our other two dogs Duchess and Lady. When she was younger she loved to run and play. When she was tired, she would jump up on the bed and wait for someone to come join her. She loved to just have someone hold her and love her. Bobby would say, Katie where is my kiss. She would give him her nose for him to give her a kiss.Joyce HoganOrange Park, FloridaJanuary 31, 2017
5/15/2004 - 1/28/2017Truly sentient, deeply soulful and pure of heart, Monty, you were the epitome of why God created dogs. You guided me wordlessly through troubled times and shared in all of the celebrations as well. You helped so many people simply by looking into their eyes and into their souls. You gave comfort, evoked laughter, and played with abandon. Over the past few months, as we've struggled together with your lymphoma, every single veterinarian, technician and doctor's assistant took the time to tell me how close they felt to you. Every morning as I had to give you the semi-handful of pills, you looked at me with such complete trust, and that loving gaze will stay with me for the rest of my life. Thank you, my beloved "Meester Boy", for every single day.Gene SmithNewport Beach, CaliforniaJanuary 30, 2017
7/4/2002 - 1/27/2017Bayla luv, I miss you at me feet, forever in my heart.Heather ShieldsPgh, PennsylvaniaJanuary 30, 2017
1/5/2004 - 1/23/2017Mandie was the best of dogs. She was the most gentle and sweet dog we have ever known. She was kind with old people and small children and had a zest and enthusiasm for everything in life. She went everywhere with us and brought endless joy to our lives. She will be missed, and always remembered with love.Gisenyi and Jeremy WansorEncinitas, CaliforniaJanuary 29, 2017
3/15/2002 - 1/28/2017My sweet boy,
You are in Heaven now, and have been there for a little over an hour now. I am certain that you were warmly and happily greeted by the friends you made while you were here in your physical life. I am so grateful that we got to spend your last day together here at home! I got to spoil you most of the day, starting with BK in your breakfast, followed by your usual peanut butter. My cookies with your brother and sister were later. We got to have our final secret kitchen cheese. I debated whether or not to take you for a walk (didn't want to upset your joints, or provoke coughing in your final hours). I ended up going with my gut, and am so glad I chose to! It was lightly snowing (your favorite, I know), and I gave you free reign of where you wanted to go, keeping you safe, of course. However, this was not a structured walk nor was it one with the goal of potty. It was simply fancy free. I watched you sniff every inch of the 3 courts we traveled. Watching you sniff the poles, and do your "boy dog thing" made me smile. You never did that before. I guess you never felt as free as you did today. Knowing the final freedom that was soon to come, I know, gave you that desire and ability. When we got home, more treats; some shared, and some just between us. You gobbled everything with such zest and joy, that part of me wanted to give you everything. Yet, I held back, because still, my instinct was not to indulge you to feeling sick. I watched the clock and did my best to, not allow things to be controlled by time, like my usual nature; but to make the most, and give you as much of a variety of last tastes that I thought you'd like. I still couldn't figure out what to give you for your last last taste - the one you'd have on your tongue as you fell asleep. Right now, I can honestly say that I cannot remember what it was. I hope that I chose the best one. When it was time for Dan to take Breezy upstairs, I kept you and Geddy down with me. While feeding you boys the last of the burger, together, I had the talk with you both together for the last time. I told you over and over how wonderful a Big Brother you've been to Geddy all of his life. I told Geddy that it was now up to him to take all he'd learned from you, and use it for Breezy. I gave you 2 a few moments together, while I put the dish in the kitchen. Then, it was time to take Geddy upstairs. When I came down, you let me hug you, which you hadn't in a very long time. I tried so hard to smile through my tears, but it was really hard. When Dan came down, he took some pictures of us. In fact, he took lots of pictures of us - even while we walked together. You looked so young and happy, even from behind, like you had a kind of spring in your step. When it was just you, Dan, and me in the living room, I sat on the floor, and placed ropy, Frisbee, and Flat Ellie on the floor to see if you wanted to play one last time. To my surprise, you chose Frisbee. Even more surprising was that you chose to play just like we did 3 years ago, when your body was less broken. In fact, you were just finishing when Dr. Bill arrived. You treated him exactly like you treated everyone who came over, with barking, and extensive sniffing of him and his bag. You had no idea.why he was here. Nor did you seem to care. He was extremely nice, and greeted all of us warmly and kindly. His voice was soft and full of empathy. He asked me if I knew what was going to happen, and proceeded to explain the process. He reassured us that we would not be rushed, and we were the ones who said when we were ready for your final sleep. As per your prior reaction, you were not pleased with me gently holding you close. You kept trying to get up to run around. I'm pretty sure you were ready to resume our earlier play. But, it was time to go to sleep. The first injection startled you, and you cried and jumped in my arms. I held you close and tried to comfort you as best as I could..."It's OK, baby...It's OK..." I repeatedly breathed into your fur. "It's OK...I love you." When you stilled, and your protesting began to cease, I looked into your eyes, through cascading tears, as I held you in my lap. I felt your body relax, like I never had before. I couldn't breathe. It was a foreign feeling, and I kept waiting for you to jump up, and start fighting my hold. When you didn't, and your eyes just stared ahead lifelessly, I knew it was time for the final step. You felt ready. My mind knew it had to happen, my heart didn't want to ever let go. I was able to squeak out a barely audible "OK." Dr. Bill quietly let us know that you were finally at peace. I cannot recall his exact words, but they were perfect, and his delivery could not have been more appropriate to the somber moment. I couldn't open my eyes through my tears to look at you in this foreign state. When I finally did, it was as if I was looking at you for the first time. I realized that I never stopped stroking your fur the whole time you were in my lap. I don't think I felt your last heart beat, or heard your final breath, but my heart knew exactly when you reached your peace, where your breath would no longer be labored; you'd never cough again. I was barely aware of Dan behind me, telling me, through his own tears, that it was "OK" and that Tenny was "finally at peace." Dr. Bill asked permission to make a mold of your paw as a keepsake. I nodded. It turned out beautiful. He, then, said that he'd give us some private time with you while he went to his vehicle to get the basket to carry you in. Again, I managed a faint nod. His delivery of everything was wonderful. During that time, I did not say anything. I never say "Good Bye," yet I couldn't manage anything else. I have no idea how long I held you. Part of it felt like hours; part felt like minutes. Not once did I feel rushed to part with your body...your precious body. Though I rationally knew that your spirit flew out immediately when you breathed your last, my heart still saw you as whole and complete. I wasn't, and still am not (though I'm writing this), ready to part with that thought. I asked for a lock of your fur, and he said that he'd be more than happy to accommodate me. Along with an extra for Tenny's lifelong groomer. He told me that I was the first person to request that memento. Without sounding morbid, I wanted part of all of you. It didn't feel like your paw print and a clipping of fur was "enough." I knew that your ashes would be part of our home in due time. But they wouldn't look like you. They wouldn't feel or sound like you. They wouldn't let me hear your voice, in spite of the videos that have it on them. I'd never get to kiss you again, nor would I get a face full or handful of your sweet kisses. Again, I had no idea how long I was petting you, nor did I feel rushed. Finally, I said, mostly to you, but also to Dr. Bill, "You'd better take him now, because I don't think I can stop petting him." His look let me know that he understood. He gently removed your harness and gave it to me. I wrapped it around my arm, and still haven't removed it. I watched him gently and lovingly lay you in the basket. I didn't want to look, but I made myself. It was like I was in a dream. I couldn't, and still can't, believe it was you. He didn't rush out the door with you. He didn't make me stand up to see him out, because I couldn't. I sat crumpled on the floor exactly where I'd just held you. He held my hand in both of his and told me to feel free to call him any time to talk about anything. He said I could tell stories about you, cry, or 'complain about the Eagles.' I know he was trying to be sweet, and I tried to smile. I wish I could, but you're gone. Though Dan, Geddy, and Breezy are here, which is a comfort, they aren't YOU. No one will ever be YOU. You cannot be replaced by anyone, no matter how much I love them. I have always loved all of you differently. You're all special to me, but in different ways. Tomorrow, and for the rest of my life,part of me will be empty, and I'll feel alone. I love you forever and ever. Amen. <3 <3
Kim leinadbethlehem, PennsylvaniaJanuary 29, 2017
1/9/2003 - 1/27/2017Dear Sweet Cooper, you were our best friend and the best dog for 14 yrs! You are going to be missed here but will forever be our hearts. This house is going to be so quiet without you here. No other dog is going to replace you. I will miss the rolling in the snow and following your human sister, Reagan. I hope you know how much we love you, Love, Mom, Dad, and ReaganKelly BellAkron, PennsylvaniaJanuary 29, 2017
3/18/2009 - 1/7/2017My sweet Coco....gentle, smart, silly and full of unconditional love. I loved you from the minute I saw your sweet, droopy puppy eyes. I can't believe you're gone, I still expect to see you greet me at the front door with your Boxer wiggle. So loving and well-behaved with anyone you met, especially children. The house and my heart are empty without you, I know how lucky I was to have you, you were a one-of-kind special dog.
I'll miss and love you forever.
❤ "If love could have saved you ~ You would have lived forever" ❤
Gina GiordanoFranklinville, New JerseyJanuary 29, 2017
1/10/2007 - 1/25/2017My precious Shelby. You were the kindest, gentle, loving little girl. I miss our snuggle time in the big chair, and miss you greeting me at the door. I fell in love with you and your brother 10 years ago the moment I laid eyes on you both. We had so much fun hanging by the pool and playing in the yard. You were so cute when anyone came to the door, you had to put a stuffed toy in your mouth and tried to bark at the same time. Shelby there will never be another sweet girl like you. Rest in peace while sitting in your Grammy's lap in heaven. I will see you again little girl.
Your Mom
Carolyn FarnsworthLoxahatchee, FloridaJanuary 27, 2017
5/15/2002 - 1/1/2017Spotty boy - We will always love you and we miss you every day. The house is so quiet without you. Your chubby brothers are probably going to lose some weight - they don't "request" food at exactly 6:45 am, 3:40 pm, and 7:30 pm like you always did! I miss sleeping with you, "brother" misses being woken by you, and believe it or not, Beckham and Miles are getting along! You are helping them with that aren't you my good boy? Miles is trying to talk for you, he's not as good at it yet, but help him, okay? He is really trying. And please send Beckham a message that it will be okay, that you will see him again one day - He keeps looking for you still. He pulled all your old toys out of the basket. I don't know if this is in memory of you, or if it's directly to you, but I want to say it to you - I hope you and your big brother Digetts are having fun up there on the rainbow bridge, I know you missed him. Dad, "brother", "aunt", and "cousin" send their love too - until we meet again my sweet boy.....
Human Mom
Lisa JonesAiken, South CarolinaJanuary 27, 2017