Pet Memorials
Helping Families Honor the Lives Of Those They Love
6/20/2009 - 10/24/2019We want to thank Dr. Jennifer (Bell) for coming to our home and offering such compassionate care for our Cody. During this difficult time in our lives, it was a blessing to say farewell in our home, in his familiar surroundings, and among family who loved him so dearly. We are grateful for all the extra touches, his paw, his fur, and your kindness. Thank you.Heidi DuggerColumbus, OhioOctober 30, 2019
12/13/2003 - 10/29/2019Yesterday we said goodbye to our faithful, amazing, miniature labradoodle who was almost 17 years old. Cooper, was truly the best dog with the kindest personality and our lives are better for his presence in our world.
He had grown very tired the past few months and there was no interest in the things that brought joy for so many years. Though the frisbee king title was retired several years ago, he loved treats in his ball, chilling on the sectional with family or enjoying his paws in the hot tub. But all of those favorites became things from the past and his quality of life was not fit for such a regal king. It’s a blessing to have peace in your heart when it is time to say goodbye and have the option to make Cooper’s end on this earth as peaceful as possible.
Thankfully, Dennis, Tobin, Muffin and I were able to spend one last evening and morning with Cooper. He ate Frosty Paws, Carrot Cake, Hamburger, Donuts and pancakes-all happy to oblige whatever treat was put in front of him. We each spent time alone with him and at the scheduled time of 1 pm, Dr. Maggie arrived. Cooper greeted her with a tail wag and sniff and Muffin barked. Dennis, Tobin and I all sat right beside Cooper talking turns petting and talking to him. Dr. Maggie knew the Cooper would enjoy a stiff margarita to begin the going home process so he received his margarita and we all stayed with him. We affirmed all the compliments that Dr. Maggie said about labradoodles and what great dogs they are. She commented on his pretty fur and color and we agreed, it was the best. We told her of his love for the water and love of chasing a frisbee in the river and lakes. Other favorites were his snow covered back yard, running away and eventually coming home on the walk of shame on Sunset Drive covered in various animal poop. Not to forget his partner in crime, we talked about him and Muffin tag teaming to chase squirrels in our backyard and catching several.
After 10 minutes or so, we knew he was so relaxed and ready to go home where Griffin and Grandma would be there to greet him. Another injection, and shortly after he was gone from this world, but not gone from our hearts. We ended our goodbye with this prayer.
Holy Creator, give us eyes to see and ears to hear how every living things speaks to us of your love. Let us be awestruck at your creation and daily sing your praises. Especially, create within us a spirit of gratitude for the life our our beloved, Cooper, who has lived among us and given us freely of his love. Even in our sorrow we have cause for joy for we know that all creatures who dies on earth shall love again in our new creation.
Naples, FloridaOctober 30, 2019
10/10/2010 - 10/30/2018Its hard to believe it has been exactly one year since your passing. The grief and feelings of loss in missing you have been excruciating. Your presence in our home still lingers in our memories and the occasional toy we find here and there. You were so well behaved and loving towards us. We only had you for 8yrs but they were filled with precious memories. So now in the passing of time your memory lives on in our hearts and your presence is still felt in our home. We Love YOU Ming and always will. Michael and AngelaMichael and Angela HeerenMicanopy, FloridaOctober 30, 2019
12/1/2005 - 10/27/2019To Our Sweet Molly Rose, Thank you for being a constant source of light and love in our lives. Even though you were the runt of your litter, you had the biggest personality of all. We laughed watching you eat the crusts off of pizza slices and licking ice cream out of an ice cream sandwich. We loved watching your back legs twitch whenever we gave you a belly rub. We will miss how you always had to be physically touching someone at all times, and sleeping next to us in the most inconvenient positions. You hated taking pictures, and never looked at the camera, but thank you for letting us take them anyway. You loved visits from Grandpa and snacking on Popeyes chicken, and we loved watching you tilt your head at the mention of either of those things. You never really quite figured out fetch; you always held on to the ball after we threw it, but we had so much fun chasing you around trying to get it from you. You were quirky and loud, and you never let anyone forget it. Your favorite spot on the couch will always feel empty without you, but we carry you in our hearts always. Thank you for letting us be your family. We love and miss you, always. Love, Mom, Dad, Michelle, and Johnny RocketStuart OttSpringfield, VirginiaOctober 30, 2019
7/4/2007 - 10/14/2019PL, loyal friend
Our walk is sadly over
Love will never end
Linda VandercookSanford, North CarolinaOctober 30, 2019
10/25/2019Percy was a big guy, and super affectionate. Super loud purr. Loved to snuggle and sleep cuddled up with us at night.
When I moved to Ithaca for 2 years Percy and our other 2 cats went with me. We lived near the woods and we had mouse intruders! The other two cats were clueless. Percy was the only one of the three who knew what to do. He was a master mouse catcher, and would trap them long enough that I could grab the mouse by it's tail and throw it back out in the woods.
Although Percy was an indoor cat, he loved watching wildlife from inside. The middle photo here is of him on "chipmunk patrol" overlooking our deck in Ithaca.
Percy had diabetes for 8 years, and I gave him insulin shots twice a day. He quickly learned that the shots made him feel better, and would remind me it was time to administer if I forgot. He always took his shots like a champ.
He was such a good kitty. He remained a trooper until the end when he was sick with mouth cancer.
We love you Perc.
Terri BRobbinsville, New JerseyOctober 30, 2019
2/1/2010Max was the family dog we all seem to have had growing up. Our children have grown up with him. Max was playful in his younger years. He was patient and always gentle. Max will be missed and never forgotten. ❤️🐕Rebecca HallBelleville, MichiganOctober 30, 2019
9/14/2005 - 10/28/2019This is my letter to Squeaky the cat with the perfect stripe down the middle of her face.

You were a good kitty. You jumped into Tamara's arms and that was it. You were #4 that year, we really didn't need another cat, but you made it clear, no matter what, you were not ever going to leave Tamara. We tried to find you another home, but it was not to be, Tamara was the only one for you.

You loved to remind us how much you enjoyed sitting on our laps and sleeping on our heads. You loved to lick ears - cat ears, human ears, didn't matter, you liked ears. Oh, and pastrami! Sam stands up for treats and opens doors, not you. Except for pastrami: you would stand up and dance and carry on so for a bite of pastrami. Your most favorite prized possession was a little brown fake fur toy. After 14 years the fake fur is half worn off, and if it had a head or a tail, well that's long gone. You would dig your little "brown mousey" out of the toy box and carry it around the house, while letting out a sound that can only be described as desperate wailing. I put the mousey back in the toy box and would find it the next day on the bedroom floor, under the couch or swimming in the water dish. I really enjoyed playing chase with you: down the hallway, around the dining room chairs and table legs, up the stairs, back down again, until I was out of breath.

I see now that you are not well, that you are sicker than I thought you were. Little pukahontas, Squeaky Fromm, Olsen twin, pukalotis, what were we to think? You were such a drama queen and so unique. You had a good life, got to live in California and Florida, saw lots of different yards, survived a break-in (!) and still you loved us. Well, mostly Tamara, you totally imprinted on her.

You were a little cat, never more than 7 pounds on a good day, eating anything and everything it seemed, any kind of meat, and popcorn. You will be missed! Look for Max he will be waiting for you, and Halleberry and Molly, too.

Meow, Love, Mom #2
Sacramento, CaliforniaOctober 29, 2019
1/1/2006 - 10/27/2019It's so hard to believe that she is really gone. When my husband and I adopted Pip in 2009, we had no idea what we were in for. She was my first cat, and taught me everything I know about cats, both good and bad. She was playful, neurotic, and loving. She hated other cats, but was friendly to any person who came to our home to visit.

It's so quiet in our house now, even with our 2 other cats here. I miss her so much, and my heart is broken. I'm glad that she's no longer suffering, though.
Christine EichelbergerNorristown, PennsylvaniaOctober 29, 2019
1/1/2005 - 10/26/2019Feeling desolate – Pilgrim is gone. My loving, quirky, beloved kitty-companion of 13 years is dead. And I am devastated and lost.

Who will greet me at the door every time I come home? Who will point out the cricket that has gotten in the house, and then look peeved when I take it away from her so she won’t eat it? Who will poke Kriss in the side like a 2-year-old tugging on its mother’s skirts, demanding attention? Who will troll the kitchen and get under my feet each time I go in there, begging for wet food? Who will creeeeekkk open my closet door in the middle of the night so she can sleep on (and shed on) my clothes? Who will bug me (read: keep me company) in the bathroom, each and every time I go in there? Who will make Kriss crazy by lying on her briefcase, suitcase, backpack, clothes, or anything else that she could get to? Who will I leave the bedroom door cracked open for at night, so she could come and go at ‘Kitty’s Will’?

Who will sit beside me and try to beam “Feed me” thoughts into my brain? Who will sharpen her (phantom) claws on our shoes and boots? Who will try her utmost to explore each and every closet and cabinet that was usually closed? Who will cuddle onto my lap to get warm? Who will pout and pretend to ignore me when I come home after being away for a few days? Who will knead Kriss’ stomach and sneeze on her? Who will sometimes grant me the honor of falling asleep on my head at night when I am in bed? Who will roll on her plate of catnip and act silly? Who will trust me unconditionally, even when I have to pill her every night? Who will put on her Annoyed Frown when I kiss her head repeatedly?

Who will rub against my legs and feet when I’ve just gotten out of the shower (and therefore don’t smell enough like her)? Who will look guilty when caught on the kitchen table when she knew it was a no-no? Who will annoy Kriss by taking the warmest blanket in the house for hers? Who will wander around the house meowing to who-knows-what after we would go to bed sometimes? Who will gripe when I brush her? Who will shed on my clothes, so that I always carried a piece of her wherever I went. Who will share the ‘woobie’ (our ancient much-loved quilt) whenever Kriss sits and reads in her recliner? Who will lie on my pillows because she was a typical cat ‘comfort-hog’? Who will be the third one in our ‘group hugs’? Who will greet us with silent-meows? Who will be there for me every time I am afraid or lonely or sad or silly or any other human emotion? Who will constantly be on the edge of my consciousness every day?
Sweet girl, I will miss you more than you could ever know.
Columbus, OhioOctober 29, 2019