In Memory

I miss him so much but he will always be in my heart. And he was warm. I miss his kisses and his meow but i know he is in a happier place.

Tuffy (my dog) just passed away in November. She was getting old and my dad came home and found that Tuffy had a hole in her side and was still alive. He took her to the vet and the vet took some X-rays and said it wasn't a bullet that had made the hole and he didn't know what is was. So my dad had to leave the vet's office to pick me up from school and the vet called while he was picking me up and the vet had got to looking at the X-rays and found that Tuffy had bad cancer in her stomach and he said the best thing to do was to put her down. She probably would have lived a little longer if she hadn't had the hole in her. It was very sad and every time I see a dog I just break out in tears. I miss Tuffy!!

She was sweet and and always playful and Brownie's best friend. She died a slow and painless death of antifreeze poisoning. I miss her but she will always be in our memory and our hearts.

i miss u. You had your moments of terrorizing things but all in all he was a good dog. He came in to my life when he was 12 weeks old and sadly he got hit by a car. We will miss u harley

We had you since you were a pup. You were the cutest thing I've ever seen. When you turned two you had your puppies and even though most of them didn't make it, you still stayed strong. At five you got cancer and we had it removed. You beat that one. You always remained strong. One day my parents told me if I take you for a walk don't forget your leash but I figured you would be fine. I guess I was wrong. I guess I should have listened 'cause now you're gone and I blame myself. All you wanted to do was get to me when you crossed that street but a cop car going 50 took you away from me. Everyday I think of you and it makes me cry. I wonder if I'll see you again. I wonder if you will want to see me when I go into heaven. I just hope you still love me like I love you. I miss you so much Sam. You were still a puppy at heart. I'll never forget all the good times we had.

Dear readers, it has been two years since I lost my cat. I have learned that you need to spend every bit of time with your pet or when it dies you will regret every second you didn't spend with them. My cat was attacked by wild dogs while I was at school. We took her to the vet and they told us that she was going to die soon and to be ready when it happend. I felt so lost!

Ginger - you were such a great girl. We miss you terribly!

When daddy and I rescued you from being put to sleep in the Muskegon Animal Shelter in Michigan, you just stole our hearts! After losing you May 12,2006 a part of us went with you. You will be missed very much. You always were momma's boy but loved your daddy and sister sara (golden retriever/chow mix). She misses you very much and walks out smelling for you. I still wish you were here, but I know in my heart you always will be. Love, Mom and Dad

Isis LaRue was born August 8, 2005 and went to Rainbow Bridge on July 22, 2006. Isis LaRue was an awesome kitten. He was the spotlight of my 5 year old daugter, Alexis's eye. He would allow her to push him in the stroller, rock like a baby and snuggle all times of the day. At night, he would snuggle under the blankets with Alexis and sleep with her most of the night. On Friday, Isis LaRue started showing symptoms of something wrong. Immediately Saturday I took him to the vet thinking he had the flu and was dehydrated. He was diagnosed with FIP. I was told he would die within the next week and would suffer greatly in pain. We had to make the heart wrenching choice to put him down and let him go to God. I did this with great pain and love for him. Isis LaRue will be missed dearly and no cat will ever take his place in our hearts. He was one of a kind.

In 1996 my parents and I moved to a small horse farm they had purchased in NJ. A few months later a "visitor" arrived. He was a large cat with thumbs, yes thumbs. Not one of us had ever seen a cat with SIX toes, yet this cat had six on each front paw (It was so cool to see the mitten-shaped paw prints that he left in the snow.) After several weeks it became apparent that he had adopted us as his new family; he was there waiting patiently every morning and each night at the backdoor for his meow mix; so we gladly accepted the honor and quickly began to search for a name; nothing seemed right for this beautiful cat, so the nickname "Big Boy" just stuck. When the barn cat that we already had, Misty, became deaf and had a hard time seeing, Biggie keep a careful eye on her, making certain she didn't wander too close to the horses or near the road. When she passed a few years ago Big followed in her paw prints of showing his appreciation of us by bring the occasional chipmunk or mouse, in exchange for his meow mix. He rarely left the property and he spent his days with his German shepherd, Baron. About a year ago, Big lost his hearing and sight and Baron made sure to keep an eye on him so he didn't wander too close to the horses or into the road. Baron passed away in October of 2006, and Big Boy just left us this past week. I am sure he met up with his buddy in the great beyond. Biggie, you chose us and there is no greater honor than that! You gave us much love and no words can describe how much you will be missed. I am glad you are now with Baron, your partner in crime, but you will never be missed and never forgotten.