Featured Piece: I love my pets very much

About two years ago I lost pepper the black poodle from a seizure. One day he was just a playing and then fell down with a seizure and passed away. But before he went to heaven, he kissed me on my face liked he was telling me "goodbye mom". Just about 3 weeks ago my female died from cancer. I miss them both a lot, but I know that they are not suffering anymore. Even knowing this, I will always miss them. Pepper is the black one, and Sandy is the white one, and they were 10 and 9 years old. I love you both my little ones, and you both will always be in my heart. With love, Your mom, Faye Newman Davis

Featured Piece: "Jack, Jack"
We all miss you my lil fur ball! We will always love you and remember you in our hearts! It is so sad not to have you here to rub your little belly with our feet.

Featured Piece: Amazing and Wonderful Dog

Pepper, an English Springer Spaniel, was the most amazing and wonderful dog I've ever had. I'm deaf. She always knew I was deaf. She always got my attention with her nose, very loud barking, and her sweet paws. At nights, she went to bed with me and if anyone came in to check on me, Pepper would get up and defend me regardless who it was such as my parents or my sisters. She has this sweet and funny personality that she truly understood us and communicated with us like a human being. She understood sign language and verbal words. She loved to go for car rides, go to Dairy Queen and get small vanilla ice cream cones, sharing a popsicle, going for walks, running together around the yard, etc. I had a baby, and she was already 12 years old. She was always cautious and very patient with my son who is now 18 months old. She never got mad or grumpy when my son was crawling and tugging on her. I'm so proud of you, Pepper. I love you so much, Pepper. Gosh, I can't believe she is gone today as she died today. She definitely holds a very big place in my heart forever and ever.....

Featured Piece: Cookie baby

I miss Cookie. We used to take her camping and swimming. We were able to take her to 30 cities in the US and Canada. We lost her in a house fire in 2000. God bless her she was our sunshine. Neighbors and strangers loved her as their own. She was a red english staffordshire bullterrier and she loved people. She is the bigger dog in the photo at 2 years old, just months before the fire. Next her is her boyfriend Cutter. She brightened everyday for us. Everyone that help after the fire did their best. I hope we can enjoy life as we did with her... my baby girl!!! We miss you.

Featured Piece: Frannygirl & Kitty

I will never forget the first time I laid eyes on you. You were the runt and you were so sweet. I brough you home to Grandma Betty and you couldn' t have been sweeter. Last year we put our dear Kitty to sleep. About two months later Franny was diagnosed with Cancer. I asked her to stay through my birthday and she did. About 7 days later she told me it was time to go. We brought you to the vet and held you so tight. Now you are up in Heaven with Kitty and Grandma. Thank you Franny for helping me through hard times (losing Grandma, Losing Kitty and a hard break up). You were the best first pet a person could have asked for. Until we see you again remember we will always love and miss you! Stacy, Trevor and Nanook (ps Nanook is doing his best to be a snuggle bug like you)

Featured Piece: Golden Boy

Golden Boy was one of the "ferals" we were caring for. We have 6-8 that have all been neutered through "TNR" and who we feed and house outdoors. He was new to the group and not too well liked by the resident cats. (They have it pretty good here with an enclosed porch and heated houses!) But he was a gentle, quiet soul that I was hoping we would be able to trap and neuter so he could stay with our family. (In the past 3 years, we have TNR'd 15 cats, but they often move on.) Over the course of 3 months, the other cats put-up with him (just barely) and we were so excited the morning we finally were able to catch him. He looked like he needed some grooming and may have a cold, so I was glad he was going in to get his check-up and neuter from the Humane Society. I drove him to the HS and dropped him off for the surgery. I had just gotten home and was on the phone with my mother telling her we had gotten the "baby" trapped when my other line rang. I took the call because I could see it was the HS. The Vet was on the line to tell me that our "Golden Boy" was positive for FIV and he also had a tumor on his hind leg that was infected. Because of this, he had to be euthanized. That is the HS policy. for ferals. It seems that what we thought was a very mellow cat turned out to be a very sick cat and we just didn't realize it. I know he is over the Rainbow Bridge now, but I have cried so much for him and all the little "feral" babies who never get a chance. To remember him always, I have planted a beautiful lily plant in my garden, over some tufts of his fur and the page from the cat calendar for the day he passed away. I can see the lily blooming already and be reminded of his beautiful self and the day we will meet again.

Featured Piece: Hallie Mae

It was six years ago this summer that my dearest Hallie Mae came into my life. I had been torturing my parents my entire sixth grade year begging them to let me get a guinea pig. I even crafted a ridiculously big poster one evening in hopes that it would persuade them. After much deliberation, they agreed, and it was only a matter of time before I would get one. Still on the look-out for the ideal guinea, my parents and I traveled to Nebraska for a family reunion that summer. Driving around Lincoln one day we came across a PetSmart. I insisted we stop the car. This was the place. This is where I would find my beloved guinea. I layed my eyes upon Hallie Mae for the first time, and she was perfect. After that, I never left home without her. She went on all of our camping trips to Idaho, Washington, California, Canada... everywhere we went, so did she. She had a happy, albeit short life. She passed away on Oct. 31, 2004. You will never be forgotten, Hallie Mae. Your squeaks, your nibbles, your kisses. I love you.

Featured Piece: In loving memory of ZEUS!

My little baby boy... only 15 weeks old and 10.5 pounds, the most lovable smart puppy in the world. He just had a bath that morning.. never left my sight... we were walking down the most residential road in the world where everyone stops. Well not that day. On May 21st 2008 my life changed forever. I had a neon green shirt on, and my little baby boy was behind me following along like he always does. He stopped to eat some grass when I heard a car coming. I looked at the driver and waved my hand frantically to stop so I could pick him up. She didn't stop, though. She came mowing around the corner going over 30 mph, taking my boy's life! That was the most heartbreaking thing in the world to experience. He was like my life! And my love! They never said sorry because sorry admits guilt. They deserve to rot in hell. I will always remember my baby forever.

Featured Piece: In The Summer Lands

Blue, You are now free to run and romp, swim and bark. The challenges you faced daily on this plane have now passed. You were the smartest dog I have ever known. You made everyone want an "Aussie". You were truly a young soul in a dog's body and you are dearly missed. Thank you for guiding us to find Ripper, for he is all of your goodness in just as beautiful a package. While you're waiting for us, look up some of my old pals. Bear would love to race ya for a rabbit. P.S. Momma loved ya more than you or her ever knew. You are terribly missed and it's tough for the little guy to live up to your standards!

Featured Piece: Jobow :)

I don't have a picture handy right now since this happened a few years ago. But Jobow was this big beagle we had. She was honestly my mother's greatest love. I remember when I was 12 my mom had a heart attack and had to stay in the hospital. I can't tell you much she missed hearing Jobow snore. Jobow had a tumor of sorts, and over night she became very ill. The next morning she went to the vet and they did blood work. They called us at home a couple hours later to say that surgery would not be possible due to her weight and she was very old. So we decided to put her down. When we called back the vet a few minutes later to inform her of our decision, her husband told us she was out making house calls. We were shocked because we didn't want our dog to suffer any longer. Her husband said she wouldn't be home for hours but we could bring the dog and leave her at the vets 'til she got home. My parents said no way, will she sit alone and suffer, we want to be with her. Needless to say my father was extremely angry. We then decided to take her to the emergency office about an hour away. I have never cried as hard as I did that day. My parents went back with her but they told my mom as soon as they put the IV in her, her heart stopped. She was such a sweet dog and she didn't deserve to suffer... we miss you, Jobow. Mom will see you someday, I know and you'll be as spoiled as you always were. Love you.

Featured Piece: Missing Nikkie Lee

I got my Nikkie as a baby, and she was so small and so cute. My parents, of course, said "no, you can't keep her", but I had her for 19 yrs. She was my best friend, she went through all my heart aches and she always gave me love. She was black and white female that was a very loving cat. She didn't care about men though. She had a piece of wood that she got when she was a baby and she would scratch on it (I still can't get rid of it). I miss her each and every day. She died in my arms a few years ago. I do have other animals, but she will always be my number one baby. I love you, Nikkie Lee, and I miss you daily!!!!!!

Featured Piece: My "Precious" Memory

On 12/21/1996, I was blessed to get my first pet. I had been posting and telling people that I would love to have a small dog for inside. Precious was dropped off at the vet assistant home because the owners were moving far away and did not want to take her with them. She was a Maltese Terrier. Although dirty and scared, she was perfect. I did not change her name because she was precious to me. She was my best friend and my baby. I am not married and do not have kids. I have even gotten her clothes (she hated wearing all but one) and toys (she loved her white teddy bear). My family called her my bodyguard and wanted to but her some sunglasses, because, she would be at my bedroom door and would not let anyone by. When I would come out she would start walking ahead, looking back constantly and looking around to see what was ahead. She loved to play tug-a-war and the growling games with my sister when she comes to town. I do not know what happened. She start having a flea infestation 2 years ago. I tried advantage for a year and it did not seem to help. I tried grooming and capstar for another year. Finally, I tried a new fleas/heart worm medication. After that, I realized that she start scratching sores on her. Yet, I could not get her to vet as often as I wish and had no transportation. I then start noticing that she could not see very well and that she was drinking water all the time. I walked half way to the vet with her and a relative took me the rest. The vet said her thyroid was low and her blood sugar was high. Oh yeah, and she had cataracts in both eyes. She was put on medication for thyroid and special dog food for the blood sugar; and she was to be tested in 30 days. Within the 18 days out of the 30, she got worse. She could not see at all. She refuse to take the medicine. She stopped eating or drinking. I cried and prayed for the right decision many of days and nights. On the Saturday before Mother's Day, I went to get something to keep her alive until Monday. I was still debating putting her asleep. I force fed her supplement milk in a syringe. On Mother's Day at lunch time, I was again force feeding her the supplements. She was so weak. I immediately decided not to go out to eat to celebrate Mother's Day and just got a chicken bucket dinner. I was later called in to work. I was so angry, but something told me to go on in. So, I laid my baby, Precious, in her bed with her teddy bear. When I got home she was dead. "Lord, I know it was you who spared me not being there when you made the decision for me to take her to Heaven. I still do not know what happened. Please tell Precious that we all love her and I miss her very much. Also tell her that I ask for her forgiveness if in anyway my fault that she is not here. I still feel like I did not do what I should. My heart longs for her so much. When I held her last, I told her that my grandmother will play with her and she could body guard her until we reunite. I love you so much, Precious."

Featured Piece: My Lucky Girl

Lucky was the love of my life. For 14 years she was the one stabilizing thing that got me through some very hard times. I knew that I had to keep going for her. She left for the Rainbow Bridge on Thanksgiving Eve a couple of years ago after being diagnosed with cancer. It was the worst day of my life. Nothing prepared me for that pain. I miss her so much. I have her daughter, Starlight, who looks just like her. Starlight is now 11, and in good health. I cannot even think about losing her. God Bless you Luckers, and God Bless all the little animals in the world and those who are romping around the Rainbow Bridge.

Featured Piece: Our Luther, Starr, Buddy, Geenie, Shandi & Bart

We have unfortunately lost several dogs over the years. Luther was our oldest, he was a lab/great dane mix and just the smartest, most lovable dog. He was 12 when he died, and passed away when we went on vacation in April of 2005. Buddy was a stray we took in and had for 2 years, he disappeared in September of 2004. Starr was my baby, I took her in when she was 10 weeks old in May of 1999. She was full blooded black lab. She was diagnosed with Lymphoma in June of 2006 and she lost her battle in August that year. Geenie was a stray as well, we'd had her for about 2 years, she was a great dane. She had what the vet thought was meningitis and she lost her battle in a matter of 2 weeks. She passed away in December of 2006. Shandi and Bart were brother and sister, the puppies of Starr. They were 7 years old. They mysteriously disappeared on February 6th of this year, then the other one was gone on February 20th. We have searched for them, put ads in the papers and have not found them. We are convinced they were stolen. All our wonderful dogs taught us a thing or two about life, it's too short to live without a pet. We love you all very much and we miss you all very much. Luther, Starr and Geenie, I know for sure you're all in doggie heaven. Buddy, Shandi and Bart we miss you and hope someday you'll come back home or eventually found your way home. We love you and miss you! Tiffany, John, Lexie & Ceci

Featured Piece: Our Puppy Jack

Our beloved puppy Jack was only one and a half years old when he went from very healthy to vomiting and very sick overnight. After a visit to the vet we were told he possibly had a blockage in his intestine and they had to operate. During the operation it was found that there was no blockage after all, but cancer that took over his pancreas and intestines. It was a devastating loss to us. We will miss him greatly.

Featured Piece: Sandi bear

We got Sandi when she was just 5 weeks old. My husband and I can't have any children of our own so therefore Sandi was our first child. We have other four legged children but Sandi was special but then again all of my kids are special. Sandi I know is in no pain now, she suffered with arthritis for years but one day I came home and my husband was screaming something is wrong with Sandi there is blood everywhere!!!! The first thing I did was grab Sandi and just held onto her and loved her and at that moment I knew it wasn't going to be long that my baby was going to leave me. It was the longest and the shortest night of my life because I knew what we had to do, I felt so bad for telling Sandi "Don't leave me baby!" She held on all night and the next morning I had to take her in the vets office and at that time it was really to late she had to be put to sleep and go with God until I could get to her. I promised her before she went that I would find her at Rainbow Bridge. She was just 4 months from being 10 years young. Sandi, me and Daddy miss you every waking minute of everyday!!!! xoxoxoxoxoxo

Featured Piece: Shady Dog

Her name was Shade, she was a yellow lab. I picked her up when she was 4 weeks old. She used to ride around in my inside jean-jacket pocket, she was so tiny. Shade went everywhere with me, always riding in the jeep or pick-up truck. We were a team. When she grew up, she was the fastest dog at the dog-park. She kept me safe for 15 years. She protected me every day and every night. She was my best friend, my child & I loved her so much. It was the saddest day of my life when she died of cancer -- on November 6th, 2007 at 12:00 in the afternoon, in the arms of the person who loved her the most.

Featured Piece: To our little boy
It is to our loss and deeply saddening that we have to let you go. But sleep well and be at peace now, no more pain, no more sufferings. We'll surely miss you a lot, but deep in our hearts, you'll always be with us. Rest in peace my best buddy and bedmate! Love you a lot, Mom

Featured Piece: Zeus (aka Zeuser-poo, Zeuser puppy, Zeusie, puppy boy)

My first time seeing you was at the Berea Animal Shelter, you were there with your two brothers. I called Daddy and told him he had to come down there right away to see the puppies. He said “we’re not getting a puppy.” Surrrrrre we’re not. He came down and I showed him you and your almost identical twin. I was torn between you both while Daddy held you both up. He put you both down and your brother ran into the cage but you ran right to me and gave me puppy kisses!!! You won my heart in that moment and you still have it. We were allowed to spoil you for 10 ½ years. In that time, there are so many memories... memories that still make us smile (but also sad because you’re not here with us anymore). Like the first toy that you gave yourself: the head from a hammer. We let you play with it until you started throwing it in the air! We miss puppy olympics. The olympics came around less and less often as your body aged, but you always did them after a really good boom-boom! We remember watching you and Hera learn to play with one another. You tried to play with her like she did, with your paws. They were just a little too big for her, huh? But you both could chase, so chase you did… each other through the house from front to back over and over again. You even tried to hide in the hall to scare her, but you weren’t patient enough to out wait a kitty. Once you discovered that her weapons were gone, you loved to try and carry her. She didn’t enjoy it at all, did she? She would bite your lip and hang there for a second or two. Once all those scabs healed, you had a gray beard by age 1. Poor guy! We remember the times we took you to Pet Supplies Plus. Your first time you were soooooooo excited that you peed right there in front of the treat bins. Another time you just gently grabbed a treat right out of the stock boy’s hand that was filling the bins and kept on walking. You pulled that same trick on Brian when he was filling the treat jars, just nonchalantly walked by and snatched one! We remember how any new treat had to go on a tour of the house before it could be eaten. I guess you had to get a feel for which room offered the right kind of atmosphere. Your favoritest toy of all time had to be spot!!! You knew it was going to come out if we had new people over and you would wait for one of us to grab the laser pointer. You knew which pens had a laser, which screwdrivers had a light on them…..you were soooo smart! You kinda got in the way during a power outage, but we’re gonna miss that too. We remember how scared you were of Annie, maybe because she was so small. You warmed up to her towards the end though. Perhaps you saw Hera in her too. There have been a lot of thunderstorms lately. They will always remind us of you and how ironic your name was. I know, I know….you were protecting Daddy (from behind the couch)! We remember when Brian tried to feed you a piece of popcorn, going so far as to place it inside your lip before you even showed the least bit of interest. It’s the daily stuff that still hurts the most, Zeusie. My couch cushions aren’t at really odd angles anymore. Our 120-pound puppy isn’t trying to fit in our laps anymore. We miss that smile you would have from time to time while you laid on the floor. A smile that said I am so loved, these people are the bestest people ever. Daddy misses giving you ear rubs and the way you would really get into them. There’s no guard posted outside of Brian’s door while he sleeps. He misses shuffling his feet at night so as to not step on you. Daddy misses reaching down at night to pet your tummy. I really miss my good mommy kisses every morning before work. You gave them to me your last day and I will cherish them forever. And Nike misses you terribly. Since you left, her body seems to be giving up on her. Dr. A. says she has bone cancer. Someday, sooner than any of us want she will be joining you and Hera. We love you very much puppy boy and miss you even more!