In Memory

Shadow came into my life 17 years ago, he had a big sense of humor and was very loving, He always knew how and when to make me laugh. He will be missed so much. He wasn't my pet he was my family.

I adopted Blackie from a local shelter 15 years ago. He was such a cute pup and turned out to be such a wonderful companion. As I sit here tonight and read all of these wonderful things about all the pets listed I cant help but to miss him even more. Blackie went to doggie heaven on 8/15/08, and we miss him so.....

Thank you for so much love you gave me the past 16 1/2 years. Good times and bad you were always at my side. You will always be my baby girl. xo

Remember me always, but do not grieve for me too long. i have tried always to comfort you in times of sorrow, and hav made every effort to add joy to your life. i never wanted to cause you pain. peace for me is certain now, and i suspect i will hav eternal sleep in the earth i have loved so well . please, after your period of grieving for me, make room in your heart for another. you are the kind of human being that should always hav a friend like me to love. your kind and gentle heart should not be wasted on my memory for too long. give your love to another. i know your new friend will never take my place, because we had something very special. it may not be quite the same, but a new devoted and loving companion will in time, become special in their own way. you loved me very much and i loved you . my spirit will always be with you, and no matter how deep my sleep, my greatful heart will always remember you. i will always love you mom !!! from: canelita ...

I am 17 years old, and I have 8 cats and one dog. The reason for this memoriam is that animals are very special creatures, and I just want to leave a few words about my beloved angels that went home through the years. Tigger was my 3rd cat, he was a tabby with a white stomach, and was extremely nice. We had him for just a little bit over a year, when one night when he went out for his bedtime stroll he never came home, we found him the next morning on the side of the road, badly beaten. He was friendly, and believed all humans were nice. He trusted a bit too easily, and some hateful person beat my angel to death. My second cat died ten days later, her name was LaLa and she was just about four months old, it was on Halloween and someone hit her with a car, and left. She was put down later that night. We've had a lot of our Kitties that just disappeared, never to be seen again. My third cat died last month, she was a beautiful little light brown cat, she gave us our very first litter of little bundles this past summer, she was the loving mother of all of the other cats as well, not by blood but by love. She was hit by a car as well, it broke my heart, I felt like someone shot me in the heart, and I couldnt take it away. She left with the part of my heart that only loved her, and took the part that only loved me. She was my little princess, and meant more than anything to me. It made me severely depressed for three weeks. The reason for this tribute is because of my little female that died earlier today, she had a severe ear infection (we didn't know before because she was fine) and had puss and blood coming out of her ear, on the way to the emergency vets place, she had a seizure and died in my arms. I only had her for a month, but it hit me the hardest because I never had any of my others die in my arms. It broke my heart, and I felt extremely helpless...It seems like there is that moment when nothing else matters, and every time it gets harder. Thank you for reading, And In Loving Memory For Tigger, LaLa, Sheeba and Cow (she was black and white) I love you my babies, there would never be a doubt for that.

We found a puppy at our local dog pound and she was scheduled to be destroy in 2-3 days. We adopted this little 6-8 weeks old puppy and named her Chancie because she was getting a second chance on life. Originally, Chancie was a Christmas gift in 1994 for my wife, but she became my best friend and was at my side constantly. She helped build houses and remodeled others, and Chancie never met someone she could not win their hearts. There is no dought that Chancie was the most intelligent animal I have ever met. We lost Chancie to a spinal disease on Christmas 2006. There is rarely a day I don't think about Chancie and miss her with all of my heart. I have tears running down my face as I write this memorial for Chancie. My wife and I know God wanted his Christmas gift back that he loaned us in 1994. We love you Chancie and miss you with all of our hearts!!! oxoxox

A woman can have different types of love for different men in her life. This can also be said for dogs. I have had a few meaningful men in my life. I have had ONLY ONE in my dog-owned life.

His name was Mickey. I adopted Mickey from a local shelter and he only cost me $20 at the time. I was in the 6th grade. The year was 1988. They told me that he was roughly 2yrs. old at the time. We had just moved to California from Georgia and I was very lost and scared in a new school. I felt as though I had no good friends to trust. Mickey became my world.

When Mickey was 4yrs. old, he threw out 3 disks in his back and I was told that he would not survive a normal life. I was also told that he would probably only live 3-4 more years. I opted to take that chance. Mickey had massive back surgery and then I was told that he would not walk again. I opted to prove them wrong. About 6 months later, Mickey was hopping around. His two hind legs stuck together so he would look like a rabbit when he ran. Everyone loved Mickey and his vivacious ways. When he was in his heavy days; he looked like a little pig. His nickname became “Fatty”. I was so glad that I took that chance on my little Mama’s Boy.

I never knew that a little dog could be a friend, companion, therapist, son and hero. Mickey saw me through the Junior High days, the High School days, and the death of my Dad, my military time, the College days and almost to the birth of my son. I always tell my little boy about his older brother and show him pictures. Mickey passed away in my arms the morning of December 20, 2005 at 3:30am.

I always say that if you don't believe in Angels, then you haven't had a dog like my Mickey. I’m not one for taking too many chances, but I’m glad I took a chance on my Mickey. My little man lived 17 and a half yrs. with me. If he was really 2 when I got him, that would mean he lived to be 19 a half yrs. old! That's a HECK of a lot longer than four years, as I was told by those doctors. All those beautiful years with my little guy because I took a chance that day. Always cherish your fur-babies because they truly show you what unconditional love really is! I miss him so and cannot wait for the day when my purpose on this earth is over and I get to cross that Rainbow Bridge and be with my little Mama’s Boy again.

My daughter and I took a trip to the new local shelter. Upon arriving as I was sitting in the truck a dog caught my eye out in the runs. I watched her and then went in and asked about her. Her name was Myrtle. Myrtle had been found on the highway and had a rope that was inbedded under her front leg (shoulder). Surgery had been done to remove the rope and she was healing nicely. I was then told that she had heartworms, to my dismay. I was a single mom and in no way could afford that kind of treatment. I was visibly upset as Myrtle just tugged at my heart strings like no other had. When the owner of the facility told me if I would give her a good home she would pay for the heartworm treatment. I promised to give her all the love she could ever need. Long story short, Myrtle was with me from 1996 until 2008 when she died at the age of 20 on July 28, 2008. She was (is) the love of my life, my best friend and my protector. She was a one person dog and she was all mine. I miss her everyday. What I do want to tell people is please do not be afraid to adopt an older animal, they have as much love to give as a puppy.

Lady...what a majestic name for such a ruffled up little thing. We found Lady as a throw away puppy inside of a trash bag. A malicious act of children, they abused her and threw her away. We found her, nursed her back to health and she faithfully served us for 10 years. Loyal. Kind. Her heart knew when I ached at the death of my father. She sat with me on my bed, not moving for days, not even to be fed. She sat there, her big brown eyes staring at me, letting me know that she loved me during this time of need in my life. Then...the day Lady left us. We were off grocery shopping, Lady was in the backyard playing...a horrible accident. She had become stuck on the fence, she couldn't get herself released. Our baby was suffocating and we had no idea. We found her a few hours later. Crying...crying...still crying for our baby girl who did so much for our family and yet left with nobody there with her. The guilt we feel is severe, yet we know there was nothing we could have done to change God's decisions that day. We buried her under the shade tree. Buried her as we shed our tears of love and feelings of longing to take the entire day back. If only...if only's are going to haunt us forever. If only we could have told her we loved her one last time. Lady knew we all loved her. Its us, not her, that needs the reassurance that she had a good life. We love you baby girl. We miss you so very much and we're so very sorry we weren't there to help you during your passing. Please forgive us. Love, Mom and Dad

STEVE, I LOVED YOU SO MUCH. I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT IT IS TRUE THAT YOU ARE NOT HERE WITH ME! I COULD HAVE NEVER PREDICTED HOW MUCH I WOULD LOVE YOU. IT IS AMAZING HOW YOU TOUCHED MY LIFE WITHOUT EVEN SAYING A WORD! I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU SO MUCH! STEVE WAS A GREAT PITBULL! HE NEVER HURT ANOTHER PERSON OR ANIMAL! HE WAS MY BESTFRIEND AND WILL TRULY MISS HIM UNTIL I GET TO SEE HIM AGAIN! STEVE'S LIFE ENDED TRAGICALLY ON JUNE 1, 2007! FOREVER REMEMBERED AND I WILL CARRY ON OUR TRUE LOVE FOREVER, BUDDY!