In Memory

My mom got married to a guy with two dogs. One was kind of mean. Her name was Mindy she was a Mini Poodle. I got to know her obviously because I lived with her. Then she started getting nicer and nicer to me. She would put her two paws up on the couch and I would pick her up and put her on (she was around 30 or 40 pounds). In the car she would act like she was a feather she would jump in my lap. She slept with me a lot of nights I grew to her and she grew to me. Once I had a friend over she was trying to get my attention so she tapped my toe well... she tryed Mindy stood straight up getting ready to bite her. Then one day my grandfather came over to give my something I did'nt know he was there he came over and tapped me on the shoulder Mindy bit his toe and wouldn't stop I was laughing, my grandfather said its not funny stop her, I was on the floor laughing so hard. She was 14 years old so she was getting pretty sick and my mom said we got to put her down. I started crying. Then I thought she wasn't serious so after 10 minutes or so I was ok. Then I overheard her on the phone. It was scheduled for her to be put down on Wednsday so that day she had to go to work I faked sick so I could spend the day with Mindy and I did. My dad came and took Mindy with him to my moms work when he went to pick her up I didnt know that they were going to the vet right then. I called my mom crying really bad. She took Mindy to my house so I could say goodbye. I couldn't talk I was crying so hard. Well I said goodbye to her kissed her hugged her. I cry still everyday when I hear our song and see her picture. :'(

This is me again. Again, like I said my Mom got married. He had two dogs. This dog was the sweetest ever. She used to just sit with you lick you and all that. She was a Pomeranian. She had a thyroid disease which caused hair loss it did not affect her health or anything. She got to be 11 years old and she started having seizures. My mom told me what to do in case she was at work but it was too hard because I would be crying. I loved her with all my heart. I would get out her toys and it was funny because she got so scared when it would squeak. In the car every summer we would go out to ice cream a lot she would jump on my lap and give me the puppy dogs eyes. So I let her lick it. She would literally bite the ice cream until it was half gone. She loved to just sit on someones lap and get petted. One day I faked sick so I could stay home and say good bye. I spent the whole day with her. I cried most of it but... I got to love her. And I always will. Thank you for taking time to learn about my dog and how much I loved and still love her. :)

I relocated from NJ to TX. It was hard being away from my family and friends. I saw the picture of Molly on Petfinder and drove 131 miles to go and meet her. She had been living in a no kill shelter for 3 years and it seemed she needed a friend as much as I did. When I got transfered to NC I had to return her to the shelter. It broke my heart. But within a month I had found a place to rent that would allow my dog. I had her flown to me. Later that year I moved back to NJ and this time she road in the front seat of the U-haul with me. Seemed everything had come full circle when I moved back to Texas on November 6. Once again Molly flew right along with me. On Dec.3, while I was on vacation in NJ the kennel contacted me with terrible news. MY dog had collapsed and was undergoing exploratory surgery,within 18 hours she was gone.I am so sorry Molly that I was not there with you. Please forgive me. I cry for you every day and pray one day we will "travel" together once again.

Molly was a wonderful dog. She was loyal and loved to play fetch. She came to us at 4-5 years old about 4 years ago. Someone was wanting to give her a new home. This year she became sick. We tried everything to help her get well. On January 24, 2008, she was acting like she couldn't hardly move at all and we were afraid she would not make it through the weekend if she wasn't seen, so we called the Vet. We left 15 minutes later, and on the way to the vet she passed away in the car before we could get there. My youngest child is 5, so he basically grew up with her and was so devastated. She will be so missed by our entire family, and we will never forget her.

Molly, my sweet little kitten was born just a little over two years ago. She had such a hard time coming into this world. My husband and myself helped deliver her and I cut her cord. She was a beautiful seal point Himalayan, with an honery disposition. To deal with her you just had to love her! I guess it was the Siamese in her that made her so tempermental. She didn't like to be held and she was a "Daddy's girl!" She loved my husband and slept beside him almost every night. She was a "sock Kitty!" Every morning when we got up she would have our socks...clean socks and dirty socks lined up through out the house. Sometimes we wondered where she actually found all of them. When we would pet her she would act as if she enjoyed it then turn and playfully swat us. She stayed sick a lot and we took her back and forth to the Vet. He would give her different antibiotics. Then last month we received the news from her test she had FIP. It was so devastating! We kept her comfortable and tried every medical and herbal remedy we could use, but to no avail! We finally had to let the Vet put her down. I thought I would die!! I have three children and this was the closest thing to losing a child that there could ever be!God bless you little Molly Doodle, may you chew grass,hunt bugs and romp through the grass now without pain! Our hearts will always be yours...you were and still are our precious little sock kitty! Love you always Your Momma and Daddy!

Molly was a good friend and companion to everyone she knew. She will be missed so very much. Molly was a part of our family, and we are so sad to let her go. We will never forget you Molly. I promise

Chi-Chi your momiies lil angel! I got you when you was 5 yrs old..you lived to be 18 years old! You was the best daughter I could ever have! You were so wonderful! We all miss you so much! Blazen really misses you! He still looks for you on your pillow! You are gone but not forgotten! We love and miss you so much! Love Mommie, Daddy, Muffin, & Blazen

When I decided to get a Golden retriever, the usual abundant supply of them around this area suddenly dried up and there were none to be found. I found an outdated newspaper ad, and on a whim and a prayer, I called. There was one puppy who had been returned! He was tentatively being held for someone else who wanted to look at him. I thanked the lady and left it up to God. That night there was a message on my answering machine when I got home. After I had commented that the decision was ultimately God's, she had known in her heart that the puppy belonged with me. She had called the other people and they had agreed to give me first chance. She dropped Moses off the next morning while she went shopping, and he actually seemed to recognize me! He bounced in and took over and never looked back. He belonged with me and Avia and he seemed to know it. Moses was like a giant stuffed toy. He wanted only to please and his lower lip would quiver if he thought he'd done something bad. He was the epitome of the word "Golden". A quiet, loyal companion, a sweet, funny friend. Moses took a jump from our bed and his feet slipped and he crashed to the hardwood floor. Suspecting possible internal injuries when Moses became severely ill a few days later, he was taken to the vet for tests. He was at the vet hospital undergoing tests and IV support, and was to undergo exploratory surgery once his condition was stabilized. Unfortunately, however, Moses slipped into a coma and died on May 5, 2006 at 8:00 p.m. Tests seemed to indicate a rapidly growing tumor in his biliary tract. Moses is now gone, but his giant pawprints are indeliby etched on our hearts. I wish I could fondle his ear one more time, or toss him the ball. My biggest wish is that I could take him for one last swim and enjoy watching him as he swims back and forth in total bliss. My Golden boy, I can't believe you won't greet me when I come home from work with that gently waving tail and that sweet, smiling expression on your face. You were loved much, Moses, but you loved 100 times more in return.

Mr.T- We love and miss you so much. There is not a day that goes by that I do not think about you. Oh what I would give to have you "love in mommy's hair". You were the best cat I have ever had and you will never be forgotten. Love you!

Dusti Mae,How i miss you so! You left me Dec 14th .07. I still find myself calling your name(when i call in the other dogs). When i call my two dogs, Rilee and Tonka, for them to come get there "cookie" i end up calling your name as well. I will never forget everything you did for me. When we would go on our walks, me, you, Tonka, and the kids, and they would run around together but you always stayed by my side. I never had to call your name twice for you to come back to me. When i call you now i know that you will not come, but i know your in a better place and soon it will be my time to come to you. I know your calling me but you will always have my heart. And i know i have yours. Love you,
Mom