In Memory

Lectra was my baby! She was the most beautiful dog I have ever had. She was only about 2 years old when we lost her. Its like losing a child (for me). I have 4 amazing dogs and Lectra was one of them and she meant the world to me and they are all my children. I don't have any children so they fill that role for me. I will always miss my pretty baby girl. I LOVE YOU LECTRA!!!

I lost my Sheila girl oktober 2006. Kidney failure, she was only 10 and a half, and left behind a big hole in my heart. She was my first cat and even though she was difficult, she was also sweet and lovely and cute and funny and she was mine. I miss her coming to me to sit on my lap, I miss her greeting me at the door when I come home, I miss her nose-to-nose goodmorning, I miss her goodnight headbut, I Miss Her.

This is Spinner-Bait, my beloved Boxer. In March of 2001, my brother brought his 7 month old Boxer to me and said you or the pound. So, I took her. The way she got her name was, the first night I had her, she keep spinning and spinning, trying to chase her nubby tail. I told my husband we should name her Spinner. With him being a fisherman, he added Bait on the end. We lost her to brain cancer in June, 2007. She would have been seven. She will be dearly missed by me & her mutt sister Dutchess. We love you, Spinner-Bait!!!!

BABY was with our family a very long time. She was the sweetest girl ever. Baby is missed deeply but will remain in our hearts forever. R.I.P ~ 8-15-2008

I just wanted to remember my sweet boy Rascal!He was 15 years old when he passed away on January 26,2008.Rascal was a very sweet boy who loved everyone! I know you are no longer in pain and that you're up in heaven playing with your sisters Cookie and Cinnamon! Your sister Ginger misses you very much. Grandmamma and I miss you very much also!

More than 12 years ago, Nicky was found abandoned in a nearby park by my neighbors. It was the 4th of July weekend and very hot. He was 4 weeks old, sick, and so very scared. I took Nicky in and nursed him back to health, and from the moment he was in my loving arms, I became his mom. As an adult, he never ventured far from me or home. Nicky was always by my side, playing hide-n-seek or tag, giving me sweet face-rub kisses, crying for me if I was out of sight, yet nearby. So many wonderful years together -- ended so unexpectedly and profoundly. Nicky will always be in my heart and thoughts. And not not one day without him will diminish my love...Bye sweet baby Nick...Nicolino...Nick-Knock... Nickels. Nicky -- you are missed more than you could possibly comprehend.

Tobey was my grandparent’s dog and then I was blessed to call him mine. Tobey loved food. Not his food...people food. Grandpa used to feed him anything and everything he wanted. Tobey was a best friend to all of us grandchildren and the teeth that ate our shoes. My Grandma used to get so mad because he would tear up any shred of paper left within his reach and it would be from one end of the house to the other. He loved his toys and ours. Once he got a hold of our toys they became his and he would hide them in his toy box. Yes that's right our Tobers had a toy box. He became mine after my Grandpa passed in 2006 and I couldn't have felt more blessed to take care of him. Maybe it's crazy but my Tobey was sanity when my Grandpa was called Home. I loved that balding, barking, hyper dog more than anyone knows. But April 7th, 2009 he was also called Home and it was the hardest decision I ever had to help him make. He was 15 and still pretty spry for an old man, but his injury and the cancer couldn't be helped. I miss him so much. But I know that he is Home with Grandma and Grandpa eating all the hot dogs he wants. I love you my Toberlarone, my best friend.

Lady and Sandy were two wonderful and loving companions to me. I loved them both very much.

Sandy was part Siamese with blue eyes. She had a mind of her own. She liked to sit on the railing of the porch and watch what was going on. Sandy when she wanted to be was a very loving cat and when I would sit in my chair she liked to sit on my lap and just purr up a storm. She passed away with kidney problems on 16Jul03.

Lady was a white poodle/terrier mix. she was so full of life. She liked to run and play, go for rides in the car and sit on my lap and stick her head out the window, let the air and bugs hit her in the face. She also liked to go for walks. She would hold her head up high throw her tail in the air and strut. In her younger days she liked to chase her buddy Sandy. Lady had a good life even in her elder years. She was my buddy and my little girl. When she did something wrong she would hang her head and her tail at the same time and head for the bedroom to hide. She passed on Feb 2008. She was 18 years old.

Mel was adopted by my husband and I, from a rescue shelter after finding out she had been abused,a month after we got engaged in 1995. We've moved three times and had 2 kids, and Mel was always our first baby. The kids loved her as much as we did. And Mel was always the sweetest dog. In September 2005, Mel was diagnosed with skin cancer which in turn spread to her stomach and we had to put her down 2 days after Thanksgiving. This totally ruined our holidays. To Mel: Our sweet baby in heaven, we love you and you will never be forgotten......and please take care of Mazey......WE LOVE YOU BABY GIRL!!!

I got CiCi in 1993 from my father and step-mother for my birthday while in Texas. He was the last birthday gift I got from my father and step-mother because the both passed away a couple months later. In the meantime my husband and I lost our loving Taffy to cancer (within 3 weeks of being diagnosed with prostate cancer). CiCi was only 2 years old when I got him. My parents rescued him from a abusive situation and he wouldn't take to them but he took to me. I feel that he knew what I was going through with the loss of Taffy and he filled the empty spot in my heart. I paid for a airline ticket and flew him back home to PA with me. He was loved by everyone who met him during the years he was with me. He was always by my side and he never let anyone he didn't know get near me. He was his daddy's little buddy. CiCi and his daddy had a ritual that they would do. Daddy would walk into the bedroom shuffling his feet and CiCi would start barking while in his bed and his bed would bounce all the way to the bathroom door (it was so funny to watch this) and daddy would bark back. We lost CiCi on Sunday, August 13, 2006 to a stroke. It was the hardest thing I had to deal with since the passing of my folks because I felt that I lost the last link to my folks. He will always be our "little sexy butt" as that is what we nicknamed him. There will never be another Chihuahua that will be like him. My husband and I now have 2 babie Chihuahuas and they have some big shoes to fit but they will be their own little Chihuahuas. CiCi, mommy and daddy miss you so much but we know that you are in heaven with your big sister, big brother and your grandparents. You will will be a little guardian angel. We Love You.