HERE IS THE PICTURE OF MY BELOVED BEST FRIEND CODY, MAY HE REST IN PEACE. HE WAS THE WARMEST AND MOST LOVING FRIEND. HE KNEW WHEN I WAS HURT OR UPSET BECAUSE HE WOULD SIT BESIDE ME AND TAKE HIS PAW AND PAT MY LEG. HE JUST ALWAYS KNEW WHEN LOVE, COMFORT OR ATTENTION WAS NEEDED AND WAS HAPPY TO BE THE ONE TO HELP ME THROUGH WHATEVER WAS WRONG. HE DIED AT CHRISTMAS AND WAS 17 YEARS OLD. HE WILL BE SOOO MISSED.
We got lucky 3 years ago, from my husband's dad in Mississippi. He was a very small dog from a litter of three pups. We chose him because he was the smallest. About a year after we got him, he got parvo. Lucky survived through it. The doctor said, "he sure is a lucky dog." He loved to play in the snow and lick you in the face. He was a very hyper dog. He was like one of our children. He loved my husband more than anyone. Every time he would see him, he would run and jump in his arms. We live near the mountains, and soon as you would open the door, he was gone! You had to watch him though, because he also loved to run down the driveway. That is the sad part. It was what got him, and sad to say that it was I who did it. I didn't know he was there and I was going down the driveway and I felt something. It was Lucky. I hit him with my car. It is hard to even write this because what I had done. I rushed him to the animal hospital, but he couldn't be saved. It has grieved my heart so. I am writing this, because I want him to be remembered and that I am sorry, and I will never forget him. I love you Lucky..... Love, mommy
I still miss my only friend, my Best Friend "CHUMIS" I had him since he was a little puppy. His mother passed away and couldn't give birth to the other puppies. Chumis was the only one who survived. My husband brought him home two days after and it was so strange that I never thought I could love an animal the way I loved my dog. He was so special that we were not allowed to have pets in my apartment and I still kept him. I hid him for two years in a school backpack so that the manager would never see him. She did not see him but I had to take him everywhere because I couldn't let him stay in the apartment by himself. He was very intelligent smart! He knew everything. He was very protective of me and all he wanted is to be with me only and me too. He used to run after my car every morning when I used to go to work until one day he got run over and I had to put him to sleep. At that moment my heart broke in pieces and part of me died with him. I cried so much I still can feel the pain in my heart but I had to make that decision. He couldn't walk and he had internal damage. He was in pain and all I wanted was not to see him suffer. I miss him ! I will never love no one as I love him. He was very loyal and the best friend I had in my life. RIP 011/22/08 CHUMIS
She was and will always be my truly, best friend. My best girl, that's what I always told her up until the moment she left me. My KK was only 12 years old...not near enough time with the best JR in the whole world.
She went in for a dental cleaning, my friend(who is the Vet. Tech at the animal hospital) called to tell me she was VERY anemic. Panic set in knowing it could only be bad news for us. To make a horribly painful story short - after 24 hours of tests, x-rays and repeated ultrasounds - they we're discovered. Hemangiosarcoma - Tumors, very aggressive...on her spleen, lung, and in her stomach. They were bleeding out, her chest was filling with fluid...I was going to loose her.
I brought her home. We needed one more night together before our time had to end. I knew what to watch for, thinking a few times she was leaving but no-she was holding on. I think she needed that time as much as I did. My husband slept on the couch that night so KK and I could stay together on the bed.
By the next afternoon the fluid was growing inside her chest, she was getting uncomfortable and she told me it was OK...it was time. I have hated that I had to make that horrendous decision to this day but I knew my girl, and she wouldn't ever leave me any other way. She would have hung on until the last possible minute. I couldn't put her through that. She left this world in her own bed and at peace.
I lost a part of me that day. She never judged me, never left my side, never betrayed me...she was truly the most loyal friend I have ever had.
MY BEST GIRL ALWAYS...I LOVE YOU MUCH - KRICKET. 
ONYX CAME INTO OUR LIVES BECAUSE A FRIEND COULDN'T KEEP HIM. WE HAD JUST LOST CODY AT CHRISTMAS SO I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE HARD TO LOVE HIM AS MUCH AS WE HAD CODY. ONYX QUICKLY SHOWED US THAT HE WAS THE BEST PUPPY ANYONE COULD ASK FOR ALWAYS PLAYING AND RACING AROUND SHOWING YOU THAT THERE WAS ALWAYS TIME FOR A LITTLE FUN IN LIFE. HE WAS SO SWEET AND LOVING. HE COULDN'T WAIT FOR YOU TO COME HOME SO HE COULD LOVE YOU. HE WAS SUCH A JOY TO HAVE AROUND SO FULL OF LIFE HE WAS ONLY 4 MONTHS OLD WHEN HE GOT OUT AND WAS HIT BY A POLICE CAR, HE DIED 10 MINUTES LATER. HE WAS THE BEST FRIEND MY SON NICK EVER HAD HE WILL BE MISSED BY ALL OF US!
Bo although you've been gone for awhile now and only after 8 yrs I was able to bring another dog into the family (actually 2) I love them as much but they do not take your place in my heart, there will only be one of you, you were such a nut and your personality could shine through anything, I was lost without your wagging tail and all the kisses you gave me, you helped me through some tough times and for that I am forever grateful dear friend, hope to see you again one day, Love Mom
In 1996 I got Nala when she was 9 weeks old. She was a great puppy and I took her every where with me. Her first home was my college dorm! She would ride in and outside in my backpack. She was truly my best friend. She knew me better than anyone. In her 10 short years she was constantly by my side. We moved from Montana to Las Vegas after college life. There I married and became a full time stepmom to two. Nala, as always, took it in stride. In December, 2005 I had my first child. She loved our baby. Always looking over him and loving his meal times! It became a game to drop the cherrios to Nala. Her big brown eyes made everyone who came into contact with her fall in love instantly. She was loved by her Vets, her groomer, and all of my family. She was our family. On September 25th, 2006 Nala lost her battle to a terminal illness. We fought like crazy to save her. As he lay dying in my bedroom, she was concerned about me being so upset. She actually got up and put her head in my lap and looked at me telling me not to cry. Even in her last moments of life she was worried about me. That was my baby. I miss her so terribly. My dear Sweet Nala, I can't wait until we can be together again. I love you! 
I rescued her from being put to sleep when her owners were going to move and couldn't take her. I knew her time might be short; she was already 11 years old, but I knew she had good years left. She had been left in a yard and had food dumped in for so long; she didn't know what to think when I welcomed her into my house and onto my furniture. It didn't take her long to love it! She began to walk with her head held high and she could look you in the face again. This is what life was meant to be! For almost 4 years she was my baby and best friend. When I found out that she had cancer I was crushed. The vet said she only had a couple of weeks and that we could put her down if I wanted. I took her home to think about what to do. I called the vet and said that as long as she was happy I would not put her down. She warned me of what the end would be like and that it would be very soon. I thanked her and set about enjoying what time I had left. A year later we were still enjoying each other! The vet and nurses continued to be amazed and help me care for my Diva. Several months later she had a seizure, which happened from time to time, but this was different she couldn't come out of it. I stayed by her all night trying to comfort her, but it was no use. I knew what was happening. I called the vet who was kind enough to come to my house. We knew her time had come. I lay beside her and held her in my arms, talking to her as she slipped away. I have never known such a true love and I will always miss her.
About 5 yrs ago, my parents and I were in the keys at my Aunt's house. She had 12 pekinese and they all looked alike. I fell in love with one named Chiki. I always could tell him from the bunch just by his personality. I got dumped the day before we left and I begged my parents to let me bring Chiki home. They told me if it would help me over the break-up then he could come home with us. He was our 1st dog! Boy was I happy! Everyone thought he was ugly, but his personality made him beautiful! He would always dance for you when you'd come home! After baths he loved playing torro with the towel. He'd run through the towel when you held it out like a bull fighter! Sometimes he would sneeze in your face when you last expected it. After awhile I knew when he was going to do it.LOL! Well this year after gasperilla, Feb 25. my Dad's b-day I recieved a call from my parents saying he was in the hospital. This was at 7 a.m and I was histarically crying and trying to get ready to drive. My boyfriend ended up driving me to my parents house to get directions to the hospital. I waited too long, I know I should've just gotten directions over the phone. My mom took too long to get ready and my dad took forever printing out directions! I was 5 minutes away from the hospital when my Dad calls, my boyfriend answers. I had a gut wrenching feeling as they got off the phone. He didn't tell me much, but "we're close, turn here". I got there and immediatly found out he had passed. All I could think about was that my Dad dropped him off this morning and he was the last to see him. Like we had dropped him off to be killed. He died around 10 a.m and I was 5 min away to say good bye. I still wonder if he understands I tried! I sit here trying to control my tears and Im trying really hard! We took him home like a funeral ride me driving behind my Dad. My Dad put Chiki in his cardboard box in the back of his miata with the top down. Chiki loved to sit up in the window while Dad drove.I had planned to wake up and go to the Rennessance Fair with my boyfriend and our friend. That my Dad was going to have a good birthday. I went anyways because that's what Chiki wanted me to do.
A month later we adopted a pekinese whose owner tried to crop her ears with ribbons and rubber bands. They got infected and the owner dropped her off in a neighborhood. Lost angels found her and for a month she remained earless without a home. I saw her on the site and fell immediatly in love with her! I brought my mom to a showing and insisted on adoption. Her name is Bella and she's a goof ball and now has a great home with paople who love her. We adopted another dog to keep Bella happy and his name is Paris. Nothing could replace Chiki because he is one of a kind. My Dad made him a casket and put brass handles on it. My mom made a beautiful purple satan, pillowed just like a casket with brass buttons, fit for a king. For his burial Me, my brother, and my parents gathered and screwed in a corner to close his casket. then me and my dad took the ropes on the side; Mom and Kris took the front and back handles. We walked him out to his grave in the front yard. Me and my Dad lowered him in his hole and removed the rope. We said our good byes and went inside. We played jazz music from sad to happy while playing slide show of pictures of him on our T.V. We laughed and cried and moved on since then. Thanks for listening I hope you felt the love he gave us, that we gave him!
Buddy, our Yellow Lab, came to rescue my girls and myself in Nov. 97. We were having an extremely bad few weeks after losing our beloved Wolfie and then our cat, Tigger 2 weeks later. Buddy was about 1 1/2 yrs old and he was a rescue from an abusive home. He never let that get him down. He became focused on healing my families' heart. He was extremely smart and seemed to understand me when I talked to him. He love to play with a tennis ball and swim and chance he got. We would take him to the lake near our house and he would start digging at the rocks in the water. He would then go completely underwater to get his "treasure" and bring it to us.
He truly healed our hearts.
He became our 80lb. lap dog!
When I met my new husband, we moved into a new house, and Buddy became the keeper of the peace amoungst our cats in the new house. If he felt the cats were playing too hard, he would break up the fight.
He welcomed my third child with a loving and protective heart.
About 3 yrs. after we moved into the house, somehow, Buddy contracted heartworm,even on meds. We immediately got treatment for him and it was the hardest thing to keep him quiet for the 6 weeks following. In Aug of '07, he started having coughing spells. I feared he had heartworm again. Within a week, he started having trouble breathing. My husband rushed him to the vet and we found out he was in congestive heart failure. he was given lasix and that seemed to help quite abit. He went for a chest x-ray and we found out his heart was extremely enlarged. The vet told us she had never seen one this bad. She also put him on a heart pill. She told us we'd probably have a few more months with him. I was hoping to make it to Christmas. We ended up with only a month. I spoiled him rotten by taking him everywhere I went since he loved car rides.
On 14 Sept.07,my husband and I had to go on a quick shopping trip. Buddy had had a couple of accidents in the basement, so I had set him up a little paradise outside which included a plastic pool filled with water, a fluffy comforter for him to lay on, and sheets hung in the trees to give him loads of shade, and his stuffed bear, his baby that he carried everywhere. He loved it. When we got home, he wasn't near the items I had set out for him. Instead he was near my husbands car laying down. I called for him and he didn't get up. I called again, and when he tried to get up, he fell. At that point, I knew had probably had a mini stroke. I called the vet, and My oldest daughter and I rushed him in. The vet looked at him and said she could maybe give us a couple more weeks with some more medicine. When I looked down at my precious friend, his eyes told me that he was done. My daughter and I stayed in the room with him when he was put down. I held his head the whole time, telling him how much I loved him and thank you for coming into our lives. We were allowed to stay with him as long as we wanted to afterward.
We had him cremated and brought him back home. Each of the girls chose a small,wooden box to put some of his ashes in. The rest will be buried with me.
He was my best friend, my healer, and my soulmate. He will always be a part of me,even after death.