In Memory

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.

Nine and half years ago my older sister bought me a 5wk old beautiful yellow lab puppy that I named Bailee. At the time I was 20 years old and struggling through many health problems. With no answers coming from the doctors, I sank into terrible depression. There were many times I questioned whether to stay or "check out". Struggling through daily life, every time I needed a gentle look or kiss to tell me it would get better, there was Bailee. He was all I felt I had at the time. We spent everyday on the couch together for the first 1 1/2 of his life while I regained my life. If it weren't for Bailee, I wouldn't be here today. We have shared many happy years together since then, even adding a best friend in his life with my husband. He was diagnosed with mouth cancer Christmas 2006. I decided it was time for me to get him through his hardship just as he did for me years ago. I stood right by him through it all. The hardest thing I ever had to do was end his life after he gave me life. Mere words could not begin to explain the difference he made in my life. I feel as though a small piece of my heart is gone. Thank you for the beautiful poem on this page. The possibility of being with him again makes my heart smile. I love you Bailee. Thank you for being my rock.

Shadow you were my buddy, we had 17 yrs together and it was your time to go, I'm sorry for that but I was honored to be there with you in the end, you gave me such joy and I will never forget you, your mom

This is Harley, my little baby goof girl, one of the most comical dogs you would have every met. She brought a smile to everyones face. We lost her boxing day, Dec. 26th, 2006. Tragically at the age of 5. We miss her lots and will never forget about her. -Mommy and Dad

Pascual was adopted by our family when he was barely born. He had a way of listening to people conversations and then making his own cat comment. He would watch over my newborn son in his bassinet when i got up to do something. He cared for any kittens whom might need a big brother. His mother was a stray and I know of the danger of disease in stray cats. Pascual was Black and white with huge copper color eyes that --I swear could penetrate deep into anyone who looked into them. He was always near me and full of conversation.(cats do have a language). The vet told me pascual had late stage Feline Leukemia and it was very sure that he would die before he reached one year old. I brought him home and continued to give him antibiotics and vitamin supplements until he surpassed that crisis. Pascual got sick about once every six months and each time I thought for sure that was it. At one point he was about 4 pounds, all the bones in his spine shown through his coat. I remember sitting on the bathroom floor crying while looking at him and begging him not to die yet. To please eat something. Unless I hand fed him canned food, spoonful by spoonful,he would not eat. I went on like this about a month. By his next vet visit, at thirteen pounds and was considered "fat"!! No one could beleive how that emaciated half dead cat could become so healthy looking! He kept the weight up for a couple years until the leukemia finally took him away.I was at work when he passed on. If there are the souls of those very special pets up in heaven, than i am sure Pascual is among the angels.I have had many pets in my life, but when i think of this special little guy, it hurts as if he had died just yesterday.

I was working in a Vets office, and Katie came into my life. Someone had found her wondering on the road and brought her in. We cleaned her up, gave her shots and of course I had to take her home with me. The vet said she was about 5 years old but it was hard to tell. She was the perfect dog, she always seemed to know exactly what you were saying to her. She loved to play with her toys, especially this one duck she had. Even though I only had her the last 8 years of her life, I feel I was truly blessed to have her in my life. I lost her on May 24, 2007 to kidney disease. I will never forget her. She will always be loved and missed.

Dear Miss Sade Adu. We miss you so much. Born 1997 and lived a full loving life until you got sick. I know you are better off, you were having a difficult time those two last days. It was hard for you but you were a trooper. We gave you the best and you had the best sister Jolee. She misses you a lot too. She gets far away looks sometimes and has tears. I will never forget you and always love you . You gave me much happiness and joy. My sweet baby left us Jan 14 2008 seven days after her 11th birthday. Sometimes the house seems so sad without you. Many tears and missing you every hour. You were a very special four legged being!Tony misses and loves you too! We love you forever and think about you everyday. See you Soon. Hopefully we can get a pic downloaded so everyone can see what a beautiful sweet dog you were.Love mommy

I got Pickle at 6 weeks old, she was a part of my life for 17 years, and I will never forget her or her beautiful green eyes, and all the things she went through with me, 17 yrs is a long time but its never long enough, when it comes to our fur babies.

Princess passed way July 16th, 2007 @ 3:43 PM. She will be dearly missed by me and the family. She gave us over 10 years of unconditional love and happiness. She always loved going for walks and go riding in the car with her head out the window catching the breeze. She is buried with her step-sister Lady in our backyard as we promised. God bless you, Princess & Lady, for you are both surely missed and loved for you both have crossed the Rainbow Bridge.