In Loving Memory

To my little chef also my very own munster cheese. We miss you dearly Scrappy. The home will not be the same without you in it. Till we meet again Love cat mom and family.

The space left is massive and we miss you so much!

Rest easy, my eighteen-year-old son, your mom will love you always. You brought me more joy than you’ll ever know and I’ll miss you every day.

Jo-Jo entered my life when she was just a kitten, a shy and cautious little soul, hesitant to trust. But, curious to explore her new surroundings. And with time, she came to give her love so freely. Over the years, we built a routine, a quiet understanding of each other. She filled each day with love, comfort, and joy. Jo-Jo was always there for me- her love unwavering, her presence a constant source of warmth. One of my fondest memories will remain her excitement whenever I came home. She'd usually run to the door with little meow-purrs to greet me. She would nudge my leg, her meows growing louder, until I picked her up and properly greeted her. Jo-Jo's presence in the quiet moments made up every day. And she made each day brighter, simply by being herself. She was the sweetest and most spirited companion I could have asked for. She expressed her affection with head bonks, sandpaper kisses, and snuggly purrs, always giving her love without asking for anything in return. And her presence became woven into the fabric of my life. She was an everyday reminder of how deeply animals can touch our lives. Even now, the steady vibration of her purrs still resonate in my heart. She became so much a part of my world that it's hard to imagine a day without her in it. But, her paw prints on my heart will never fade. And though she'll no longer physically be by my side, her spirit will continue to fill my home. Every day with Jo-Jo was a gift, and I'm forever grateful for the time we had together. So, she will always be in my heart, and I'll carry her love forever, grateful for the bond we shared.

We will celebrate your life each and everyday for Wolfbear Jr Morales aka PAPA , Mr Cow , Our beloved Son Wolfbear

Our Brady, or mostly known as “Mookie”, was the best first baby, snuggle buddy, just one more lap walk partner, and furry big brother. We’ll miss you until we can see you again laying in the grass, galloping through the fields, and barking at all the squirrels. We love you!

One week… One week without my soulmate. We needed each other. I learned that very quickly. I remember the day I got you. The drive home was unbearable. You hated the car, I think because the last time you were in one, you were left behind. But, it was okay, because you needed me and I needed you. It only took me one week. One week to realize we were perfect for each other. It took one week for Lola to really warm up to you. You loved her right away, she was apprehensive. She was used to being a spoiled only child. Slowly, she accepted you. You became a pack. We became a family. She misses your snuggles. I can tell because she barely leaves my side. I think she still keeps waiting for you to come back. We all do. One week. It took you about one week to learn that you were home. That I was your new home. You used to cower in the corner whenever I took off my belt or shook open a garbage bag. I would pet you and give you love. I made sure you knew you were safe. You would always be with me. It only took you a week to become the most loyal and loving boy. One week turned into 423 more, but I’ll always wish I had more time. One week you started to limp. One week later it seemed like you were getting better. I wish you just got better. We thought it was a sprained ankle, but one week turned into 8. Then it was too late. And I’ll always want just one more week. It’s been one week since I’ve seen you perk up at the word “treat”. Since I’ve felt your breathing next to me in my sleep. Since we slept next to each other. Since I’ve felt the comfort of your fur on my skin. One week since our family has been complete. One week of remembering you. But, I will miss you and love you for the rest of my life. Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, I hope you can still feel all of my love from all of our weeks together. 🐾❤️‍🩹

Daisy was the sweetest dog. She was such a good girl even up until the very end. She tried with all her might but her little body was broken. Her mind was sharp and the decision was so difficult. I will always miss you my sweet Daisy girl. I hope you and Duke are reunited and are running free. Until we meet again.

My sweet Dumbo, you came into my life by chance but I believe it was fate. I can’t imagine having anyone but you as my little companion. Thank you for all the memories these years. I’ll always have you in my heart and on my clothes. May you sleep soundly forevermore my sweet angel.

Dear Honey, We will cherish you always, and your memory sustains us. You were loyal, sweet and devoted to your family. You lived for us. You greeted us at the door, spirited and happy. You joyfully wagged your tail upon us waking in the morning. You came along for the ride, happily jumping in the car whether it was for school visits, summer camp outings, treks to the Cape, errand running or weekend adventures, you just always wanted to be with us. You were smart and shrewd and had a quiet knowing demeanor about you. You were not one to grandstand, but rather you would sit back and observe life's proceedings. When you wanted to be playful, you certainly could rise to the occasion. Your joyful sprints running around the front yard and bunny hopping about, or playing your version of paw peek-a-boo, is a testament to that. You gave with your whole heart when it came to your family. You gave freely and selflessly. You were a wonderful life companion and family member to us all. We forever love you dearly, our wonderful Honey girl.