Smirnoff the Pyrenean 13th November 1989 - 27th July 2002
Three hours ago you were still alive, lying with you head in my lap as we waited for the vet to arrive.
Now, they is just silence and a void in the house and in my heart that will never be filled.
You were the most wonderful pet, companion and friend. You were a big, gentle giant, who never had a concept of your own size as you clambered onto my lap, on the sofa or the bed.
Your playful puppyishness never left you until these last few days, when you had really just had enough.
But to me, you will always be the mischievous, playful,clumsy, cuddly, affectionate, loyal friend, who guarded and protected me day and night for so many years.
I have a trillion memories of all the fun and laughter I had with you. You will always be in my heart sweet Smu, and a little piece of me died with you today.
I miss you, but I know you will soon be with Biggles and Charlie. God bless. I love you.
HATTIE MAI STANCHECK 1996-2001
HER LIFE WAS NOT OVER YET, BUT BEING AN ENGLISH BULLDOG, SHE SEEMED TO BECOME A BIT MORE LABORED IN HER BREATHING. TRUSTING OUR VETERNARINS STRONG ADVICE, WE TOOK HER WHERE THE VET TAKES HER DOGS. A STATE-OF-THE-ART, CUTTING-EDGE SURGICAL HOSPITAL WITH 24 HOUR CARE. SHE HAS NEVER BEEN AWAY FROM US. HOW SCARED SHE MUST HAVE BEEN. WE RUSH TO PICK HER UP THE NEXT MORNING. THE VET/SURGION GAVE US A FEW SIMPLE INSTRUCTIONS AND SAID SHE WOULD NOT BE HUNGRY OR BE HERSELF FOR A FEW DAYS. GOODBYS ARE SAID AND WE PAID A VERY BIG BILL. OUR EXCITMENT WAS BUILDING. WE JUST WANTED TO GET OUR DOG. THE VET THEN CALLED US INTO THE BACK ROOM AND TOLD US HATTIE WAS EATING AND HAD VOMITED, THEN ASPIRATED!!!! SO CLOSE TO COMING HOME. HOW DOSE A 79LB BULLDOG CHOKE TO DEATH ON HER ON PUKE AND NO ONE HEARS HER. SOMEONE LOOKED AWAY! THERE WILL BE NO CLOSURE FOR US. DELAWARE VETRINARY SPECIALTY CENTER, SHAME ON YOU! SHE JUST SLIPPED THRU THE CRACKS, AND YOU ALL CAN GO ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS AS USUAL. WE WILL CARRY THE PAIN TO OUR GRAVES
Aiko (Ike) Letter to My Best Friend
2-13-1995 till 7-10-2002
Aiko (Ike)...I want to thank you for being such a great confidant and friend for 7 years. You knew more about me than anyone else in the world. I got you from the shelter when I was alone and knew no one at a new school in New York and you were there for me and we grew as friends. You then travelled home to Pennsylvania and then travelled the long trip back and forth to Missouri with me when I transferred schools. You were quite the well travelled cat. You were always there for me when no one else was. You saw me through several boyfriends, the loss of several loved relatives and many lonley periods in my life. I always knew you loved me and you trusted me more than I ever thought possible for a cat to trust. I want to thank you for your friendship and to say I'm sorry for the terrible accident that took your life. I know you are in a better place, and being taken good care of and having your "breakfast" every morning. I know you don't blame me for what happened to end your life and we will see each other again someday. I miss you.
Sparki Anne Downey
February 14, 1997 (?) to April 5, 2002
My baby girl- you came to me as an angel. I would always tell you that, and it is true. How could I have know n that such a small fuzzy bunny could change my life so much? Thank you for being my baby and my friend- for understanding why I would cry on you and laugh at your silly little bunny face- for letting me scoop you up and give you kissies- for tapping on my shoe with your nose just to say hello- for still loving me after you found your true love in Sugar- for sitting on my lap and letting me give you full bunny massages- for driving with me in the car to work and back every week- for being so brave when times were hard. Seeing your sweet face everyday brought so much happiness and meaning into my life. I loved being your Mommy- I loved everything about it. I am so proud of you. I cannot express to you how much I will miss my little Rooners. I will never forget you Sparki. You are the littlest friend I ever had and you will always be my angel. I will keep you with me always.
Sugar is very sad without you here. He misses you very much. Love like yours and Sugar's is very, very special. I know you will always be his true love. I tell him that he will see you again, when the time is right. I know you will be waiting for him.
Rest peacefully baby. We love you.
Love, Sugar and Mommy
Snowy is the most adorable chicken, everyday we let her out and let her go wherever she went, she will come back to us every night, sometimes when she is home a bit late, she will knock on the window with her beak. She is the most clever chicken. But she fell of the roof once and broke her neck, she did not survive that fell. I here by wish her a good time if their really is a animal heaven, she would be happy there.
(May 2000 - 22nd March 2002)
You stayed with us only for a short time, but you gave us so much joy, fun and love. You were so cute! Our tender long red-haired kitten! Rossy we've loved you so much and we still could not believe that we've found you dead in a garden on a sunny Spring morning. You died without a reason, without an explanation... maybe a car... maybe... Now you'll sleep forever in our garden, your garden. We miss you a lot!
Elena and family (Lugano, Switzerland)
1991-July 8th, 2002
Her name was 'C'… she was such a precious little thing. She was born under our house 11 years ago. At first C was really scared of us, and it took her a couple of years to warm up to us, since she was born a wild kitty. But over the years she grew to love us and we had no problem loving her in return, for she brought SO much joy to our lives. Her big beautiful green eyes would always stare lovingly at me… I could never resist her sweetness. C was kind of crazy… she had a hyperthyroid that we'd had her on medication for, but sometimes she did some bizarre things… my mom had crocheted some afghans and C claimed them all as hers. Sometimes she would get wild eyed, ears would go back, and she'd bite at the blanket and hiss at it, while kicking her back feet like a bunny rabbit at it… crazy, I tell ya, but oh so adorable. Her meow was one of a kind (just like her), it was more like a creak, and it was all broken up… kind of sounded like "mrah-ah-owww" and sometimes she'd go to meow and nothing would come out at all! She was an outdoor and indoor kitty, and a lot of nights she'd come meow at my window and I'd let her in and she'd sleep with me… she'd wake me up when she needed to go out by putting her paw lightly on my head, or by biting my hair really lightly. When I'd come home from work she'd always be in the front yard to greet me… I swore she knew the sound of my truck, because she'd come running up the side of the house before I'd even be completely out of the truck yet! She was always meowing… always so loving. She'd always be giving us love and wanting love. She was such a little purr machine and she was so soft. I so loved to cuddle with her. I can't tell you how much of a stress reliever she was and she was always there for me no matter what.
A few weeks ago her diet started to change. We thought it was from the medication we were giving her for her thyroid. But her diet returned to normal… but then it started to fluxuate. I just moved out of my parent's house almost three weeks ago now. As if missing C just from not being there anymore wasn't enough, I got a call from my mom on Monday morning, July 8th. She said C was in bad shape. She wasn't eating, she was throwing up, her stomach was bloated and she barely had any life in her eyes. My parents took her to the vet. They ran all sorts of tests on her and found that her liver was failing and she had an unusually high white blood cell count, but they could find no infection. We rushed down to the vet and he told us at that point she was having multiple organ failure. We only had one choice… we had to put her down. We asked to say goodbye and the vet went to go get her. He came back, but C was not with him. He said as he was bundling her up to bring her to us, she took one last breath, like a big sigh and she passed away. As sad and upset as I was, I was glad she passed on her own. We still wanted to see her, so he brought her too us… we pet her and I kissed her on the head. My parents and I were all in tears. It was one of the most emotional experiences I've ever had. We buried her in our front yard on July 9th. We held a small memorial when we buried her and our neighbors who knew and loved her came over and we all said a few words. We scattered seeds on her grave. It was very beautiful and special to say goodbye to her in that way.
It's only been three days. I miss her more than I could have ever imagined. She was my baby. She was my precious little girl. I have spent the last couple of days over at my parent's house after work and I find myself looking for her in her usual places… she's not there. But it's comforting to know she will always be there in our front yard to greet us. She is here with us, she always will be. I will never ever forget her. I love her so much.
Sweet, sweet little girl
You never failed to brighten my world
I know you are peaceful and are in a happy place
My memories of you are cherished and will never be erased
I so looked forward to seeing you in the front yard
When I'd come home from a hard day
Your preciousness was never taken for granted
I care for you more than you know
If you see Rio tell him we love him and miss him too
As we will most certainly, most definitely and undeniably be missing you
No more hurt, no more pain for you sweetie… as I'm trying so hard to let you go on this hot July day.
But I will in time be at peace with your passing… you are missed so much right now, more than I can say.
C, I love you.
(Written by me, Anne Kayser, July 9th 2002)
With all the love in our hearts… we will always remember you… we love you C.
Anne, Carol, David and all who knew and loved her…
1988 - March 1, 2002
My black and white kitty Xegon (pronounced Z-gon), best friend for twelve years, said goodbye a chilly night in March, not long ago as I write this.
Xegon came out of mystery, an abandoned waif that befriended me at my old apartment complex; and her going was a mystery. Three weeks earlier she had been healthy and perky as ever. Then gradually distracted, listless, disinterested in food. Came the morning when I could not ignore the labored breathing across the room, and realized she had not eaten or drunk anything for four or five days. To the vet.
Blood work and urinalysis were ambiguous -- some slightly elevated enzymes, nothing obvious -- but she was dehydrated, badly. They gave her fluids (needle under the skin), then sent us home with antibiotics, a hydration kit, and instructions about force feeding.
Despite it all, her little heart could not handle the mysterious illness, or perhaps the treatment was just wrong. Late that Friday night, as friends and I prepared to rush her to the emergency clinic, she suddenly began to pee and spit up fluids, and went away.
And of course, I was a mess, wept and wept; so did my friends. For me perhaps it was particularly un-guyish. But of all the cats I had known, Xegon had the most unique, irreplaceable personality. Those who knew her, agreed.
Now for the rest of my life, I will remember.
The next day we took the body to the pet cremation place. The rigor made it seem more final and real, neatly clipping off that particular thread of my life. Now I am doing better; still a bit soppy at times. Lives end, life go on. ... No, it still hurts, dammit. Black empty space carved from my heart, containing only a memory of that astonishing purr. The box of ashes came home a few days later, now rests on my table.
I set down the story for friends who visit this page, but more, because the very act of putting it in words softens the edge. The same psychological principle as praying I'd say, but without the supernatural side. Odd, the twisty byways and warrens of human psychology; but we humans are odd beings.
The moral: Love your pets while you have them, because life is delicate as cirrus, fragile as a spider's web.
But of course, you know.
Words cant express the way I feel right now Ive lost my best friend,the tears wont stop streaming down my face. I had the most loving dog,Kia someone had put her in a brown bag and placed her in a dumpster to die on the day she was born,five puppies in a bag only Kia was alive when my friend found her. I took her home and stayed up for days because she had trouble breathing our vet told me not to get attached because she might not make it,it was horrible she had seizures all the time but in a few weeks she started acting like any other puppy,running around and getting into everything and boy she was fresh I hadnt even named her yet partly because I was afraid and I didnt think of one that fit her I knew she was special then it hit me I told her she was a little Know-It-All and poof I had Kia. Almost ten years she was with me at seventeen I found her and twenty-six Ive lost her I could write about her for days just know she had ten beautiful rott/shep puppies Sage her son is seven years old and with me right now. I have a five year old son who had to kiss her goodbye yesterday as he left so I could take her to the vet so she would "feel better" thats one of the hardest things Ive ever done her kidneys were failing,her pulse was weak,she was so cold she couldnt even walk.I hope she knows why I put her to sleep I love her so much I hated seeing her like that. She kept her head on me the whole way there picking it up to give me kisses,I pet her and whispered to her till the end now my girl is gone forever and I want her back so bad so bad it hurts. Whos my girl Kia thats who......I never have the love Ive just lost again,Im lucky in a way I had a very special dog and now I still have her son and I still see some of her puppies that family took. I just got her a new bed for christmas I dont have the heart to return it I never got to give it to her. If anyone reads this I hope they get an idea of the love I have and how special Kia is to me if you be! lieve like I do say a prayer right now I really could use all the help I could get. I have to end this but I feel like once I do I put her away and I'm alone hold your loved ones close when their gone no amount of time will ever be long enough...My love to you always Kia------Brandi
Grover Frank Egosmith (1998-2001)
Our lil' Boston-Terrier Man
If a dog and his companion can be soul mates...Grover was my soul mate. He and I bonded instantly and I will always hear that familar rattle of his neck chain to get my attention.
Grover is gone. He was 11 years old. He never was a "Blackie." He was house trained in an instant and mortified if he had to go inside. He never met a lizard he didn't hate. "Get the lizard" drove him into a frenzy, enough to pull up the carpet in the Florida room rather than let the chameleon go free.
Grover Frank was the leader of the pack, though he treated Geoffy (13 yr old pug) with deference, Gus (7 yr old black pug) with gentleness, and Gigit (4 year old boston terrier) with a firm paw. Of course, Gus was also his "nasty" partner.
Grover was independent, wanting to choose where to sleep but letting his dad have his way - grudgingly. Grove watched the house, never really settling down until everyone was accounted for. He would often run from window to window to see what was up and hated settling down in anyone's lap.
When going for a walk, he dreaded hearing "bye, Grover!", screaming like a little girl until he caught up. He always had to lead the way, being ahead of all the rest.
Most of all, Grover loved to "go for ride." And when he was really happy, he'd wag his butt and wrinkle his lip to show his snaggly teeth. Occassionaly on long rode trips, Grove would even lie in the drive's lap and sleep.
We miss him. I will always remember you.
George, Rodger and Gigit
SAMANTHA AUGUST 19, 1987-JUNE 10, 2002
IT HAS BEEN 2 WEEKS SINCE THAT LAST TRIP TO THE VET. THE HARDEST DAY OF MY LIFE. PLEASE FORGIVE ME.YOU WERE SO BRAVE, SO GRACIOUSLY ACCEPTING............I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THE TIME YOU CAME LOOKING FOR ME IN THE LUCKY STORE, HOW YOU LOVED A BIG STICK, SO BIG IT WOULD ALMOST THROW YOU OFF BALANCE, HOW YOU USED TO SLEEP WITH YOUR FACE IN MY SHOE, HOW SMALL YOU WERE WHEN NORM BROUGHT YOU HOME TO ME, HOW YOU THREW UP ON HIM TWICE IN THE TRUCK ON THE RIDE HOME, HOW YOU WENT WITH ME EVERYWHERE BEFORE I HAD A CAR, NEVER NEEDING A LEASH AND ALWAYS WAITING AND LISTENING AT THE CORNERS, HOW YOU WOULD "WATCH EM", HOW YOU AND PUPPY ATE AN ENTIRE COUCH IN A COUPLE HOURS TIME, HOW YOU DUG UP EVERY FLOWER I PLANTED, HOW YOU FOUND YOUR WAY BACK TO THE TRAVELODGE (WHERE WE WERE ONCE HAPPY) IN THE POURING RAIN AND MARY KEPT YOU SAFE FOR ME AND FED YOU VITABONES UNTIL I FOUND YOU THERE, I WAS SO SCARED I WOULD NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN THAT DAY, HOW YOU ALWAYS GOT UP TO GREET MICHAEL EVEN AS WEAK AS YOU WERE IN THE END, HOW YOU LOVED MICHAEL. IF I COULD HAVE ONE WISH IT WOULD BE FOR JUST ONE MORE DAY WITH YOU, SO I COULD TELL YOU HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU AND WHISPER IN YOUR SWEET SOFT DOGGIE EAR "DON'T EVER LEAVE ME SAM", YOU WERE MY LIFE AND MY TRUE LOVE, I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU, HOW I MISS YOU, SLEEP GOOD MANTHA, EZZY AND I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN.
They say when you die and go to Heaven all the dogs and cats you've ever had in your life come running to meet you. Until that day rest in peace.
JUNE 11, 1993
MARCH 25, 2002
Murphy, you were the most loyal dog that we have ever had the privilege to be owned by. You can now go find Kate, Muggins and Grandpa Jerry across the Rainbow Bridge. You can now jump and play again. Your brother and two sisters will miss you and always love you. Mommy and I will always remember the great love and devotion you gave us. Your family will never forget you and always know we are thinking of you and love you. You did your work here on Earth, now go reap your reward in Heaven. Always in our hearts.
Chris and Edith
Born: July, 1996
Died: December 29, 2001
She was the best little Dwarf bunny anyone could want. Trained? She trained us...the laundry/mudroom was all hers. When dad clicked his fingers, she went into her cage...when big sister came entered, it was time to clip her nails or go outside...when little sis came in, it was PLAY TIME! with a treat for a reward...and for mom,, she was her companion, just sitting by while mom did laundry or talked on the phone or cleaned her cage or fed her, always knowing that mom would be there to brush, hug, rub, or scold her for untying her shoes! Thank you, Hopper, for your unconditional love, companionship, and many, many laughs. You warmed our hearts. Run free in Heaven, little one! We'll see you again someday! Love, Mom
In memory of my beautiful mama cat...Dearheart Lady Juliette I. Juliette was a part of my life for eleven years.
I am especially attached to her because she was a Silver Chinchilla Persian that I have always longed for...ever since I was a teenager. She was a delicate beauty with big emerald eyes, black eyeliner and noseliner and black toe pads to contrast with her silky white fur.
When Juliette was in my life, I used to brag to everyone about her, making friends say (to their amusement), "She's the most beautiful cat I have ever seen!" She was also sweet, well-mannered and affectionate...a little lady. PLUS she gave me the gift & happiness of so many beautiful kittens (two of which I still have).
Less than 2 months ago, I discovered a tumor in her lower jaw, it was too big to be surgically removed. She was still able to eat, but her mouth was bleeding. It hurt so much to see her in discomfort, but I didn't want to put her to sleep and selfishly hung on to her.
It was the most difficult thing that I have ever chosen to do, but I am glad that I was with her until the very end. I was holding her in my arms, stroking her tenderly and she was purring when they gave her the shot to put her to sleep. I was kissing her and whispering "I'm sorry" while she snored and gurgled so cutely in my arms for quite a few minutes (the doctor was called away on another emergency and I had to wait a while) before the second injection to stop her heart was administered. I had 2 friends offer to take her to the vet for me, but if I had done that, then her last moments would have been full of fear in a strange place with strange people she doesn't know. She went peacefully in the arms of someone she trusts and loves. She is not suffering anymore.
She will be cremated and I will sprinkle her ashes on Hamai's (my grandma) and my dad's grave.
Oh, Juliette, my heart aches for you and as I write this I am shedding tears of love for you. It feels so empty here without you. I will always love you and remember you. We miss you so very, very much!
All Our Love, Your Mom Francine, Kimo, your sons Marcus & Boo Boo
My darling Pony. You died at the ripe old age of thirty-six I have owned and loved you since I was two years old. You were so good to me. I love you and miss you always. May you be happy in the afterlife with your coat, mane and tail gleaming white for all eternity. May you live forever in that big retirement pasture in the sky. I will love you always. Until we meet again.
In loving memory of Lil'Bit Collins-Davis
Rest in piece sweet kitty
May all your days be filled with warm rays of sunshine
Gone but not forgotten
Always close to our hearts
We will love you always
You were my baby, how much I loved you and miss you. You were my best friend, you watched me laugh, cry, we talked together...and you were with me through all kinds of trouble and good times, remember your birthday? I made you chicken, your favorite?? I miss the snoring at the bottom of my bed..I miss you so much and I know you are in heaven with God and all the other puppies and when God calls me, you will be on that Rainbow Bridge waiting for me!
Saddly missed......Mommy and Daddy
Chaya (Leopard Gecko)
My beloved Leopard Gecko, Chaya, passed away today February 3, 2002. I woke up this morning, she had been sick and I found her dead. I love you, Chaya, I'm sure you're someplace better. You used to love crickets and would chase my hair, thinking that my auburn curls were crickets. Since you had leopard spots and most of the upholstery in my room was leopard print, you'd blend in perfectly. I will always remember and love you and you will always be my little dragon.
Died: June 11, 2002
We found our precious Zoey November 1, 1995 in a resteratunt parking lot. Even since the first second we laid eyes on that aborable little face, we found happiness. Zoey never caused us any trouble and was always the sweetest little dog in the world. She lived to make us, her owners, happy.
I'll miss the little talks I used to have with her. I'll miss the way she used to always know how to comfort us in just the right ways. I'll miss her little tag wagging when we come home (even if we only went outside for 2 minutes). I'll miss the cute little faces she made when we got ready to take her out for a car ride. I'll just miss Zoey. None of us can imagine our lives without her. She has been such a special part of our lives. She has been not only been apart of our family, but the greatest companion ever, and no one will ever be able to replace her...ever.
Yesterday we took her to the vet and they said she was in extreme critical condition. She had a huge tumor mass that was bleeding into her spleen. I just sat there with her in my arms... she was so clam, and I was a wreck. I just looked into those big brown eyes and felt my heart sank. How could this happen to such a great "dog"? I still don't know the answer to that question, and I doubt I ever will.
This morning at 5:30, Zoey fell down the stairs and we thought she broke her leg. So my mom, my sister, and myself rushed to the animal hospital 30 minutes away (my sister even forgot to put her shoes on). The vet said she had suffered a stroke, had severe cancer, blood clots in her head, and not only that, she was severly anemic. This crused all our hearts and we burst out in tears. She was such a brave little girl, and she struggled so hard to keep fighting. It broke us in half watching her struggle to get up then fall back down. She was crying, I suppose, because she felt as if she was letting us down.
We knew then, that she was in great pain, and that there was nothing we could do to help her. So at 7:14 a.m., we Zoey was put to sleep. We all just huddled together and cried. I looked at her lifeless body and sang "You Are my Sunshine" to her. Because that's what she was... our sunshine.
Zoey, baby, not only were you my sister, but you were the best "animal" anyone in this world could ever hope to have. We feel truly blessed that we could spoil and love you like we have. We miss you so much, and you will never ever be forgotten. See you soon.
Vickie, Amanda, Mom, and Dad
Our "Milo" came to us in need. Our "Milo" was an angel... And all she gave was the purest, truest, "Love". Her eyes looked right into our soul... Her kisses were warm and melted our hearts! All of her toys...were her "babies"... We'd say go get your baby, Milo! And off she'd go to find her baby and bring it to us! Now...our "Baby" is gone...no more pain...so sick...but never complained. "Milo" you are in our hearts forever...never to be forgotten...Run Milo...Run and have the time of your new life...we will be with you again.
With all our Love, Christy, Cathy, Lee, Dillon, Julie, Tom, Greg, Shirley, Dominick, Bitsy, Poncho, Sweetie & Simba