Buster

by Pam Bradfield
(Cape Coral, FL)

Buster was my beloved English Bulldog. He was 9.5 yrs old when he passed. Since the first day that he was placed in my arms, by my husband, he was my baby.

For many years he stayed by my side. We enjoyed daily walks, playtime with his vast array of toys and of course riding in the car going to the bank. Whereever Buster went, people loved him. He would wiggle his entire hind quarters and give them a slobberly kiss.

I miss my Buster very much. I tried to keep him alive by feeding him with a spoon consisting of baby food, but he couldn't keep anything down. So finally, I decided it was selfish to keep him any longer.

Now I know that he is at peace running around in heaven, no longer in pain. I will always remember my English Bulldog and will always have happy memories of him.

She kissed me goodbye.

by CArla
(Shawnee)

She was a special needs dog but you really couldn't tell it. She had an equilibrium problem but it rarely affected her. Only when you lifted her up or she played a little too hard. Her head would spin and if you were holding her she would lay her head back against you til it passed. My beautiful white schnauzer.

She loved people and never met anyone she didn't like. She tried hard to communicate. by staring at you. When she wanted her belly rubbed she just stared til you figured out what she wanted. When she was excited she turned around in circles. She was 12 and starting to have bad days but the morning she died she woke up early and not knowing I was awake yet when I told her it was too early to get up she pounced on me.

We wrestled for awhile and then she began to kiss me. Not for a treat like usual or a lick of the tongue but putting her head forward and putting her nose on my lips. She's never done that before. not one kiss but she kissed me over and over. Then we got up and went outside. I want to end it there because it really did end about 15 min later. I hate it that she died so violently.

I am glad she left having a good morning. I can get another dog but I can't get another Dani.

Alex Waits

by Kathy Waits
(Marion, Arkansas)

Alex Waits

My little boy went to be with his mother Abbie and his father Toto May 16th 2013 around 5:00 PM.. He went out into the back yard laid down on the concrete and slipped away.

He was born May 21, 2000, so he was 5 days from being 13. He developed that later in life heart murmur and for the last two months that poor thing really suffered to breathe. But he was on some heavy meds to help him and was doing great.

Alex was a male Maltese dog. When I first saw the breed I was mesmerized with it. The very first one I saw was named Alex and I loved that name. But Toto was the first one we got, Then Abbie and we bred them and Wal-Laaa, I got my own Alex. He was so different from Toto and Abbie.

This one was fiesty and bigger than the both of them, loved to play in the water, would chase after the thunder from thunder storms and loved for you to hold him. He would paw your leg to be picked up. He loved to lick my feet or leg and for all of his 13 years he would clean my face every day. He would lick our other dog Lucky's ear as long as she would stand it. He pranced, just like a pony when he walked and threw his head in the air like he was an aristocrat, but of all my Malteses, he would get his face the dirtiest.

All the pictures I have of him and Abbie and Toto, his face is dirty. He loved to rub his head in the dirt. His hair was just like his mothers, kinda curly and would mat so bad I had to keep him shorter than a normal Maltese, but he still had beautiful hair.

He was very jealous of me though and wanted no one else in my lap or he would just growl and fuss and I would always have to tell him to be nice. He has one sister, and she is frail too, and the last of that line of dog. It is with heavy heart that I write this today as I am taking him to the crematorium. I will get his ashes back today and place him on the mantel with his mom and dad.

He had developed some funny idiosyncracies in his last year. He got extremely afraid of thunder and he was afraid of the noise the dishwasher made when washing the dishes. He would run outside when we started the dishwasher, and kept poking his head through the doggie door to see if he could still hear it. It was so funny.

I miss you more than you know Alex. It is so hard to let you go. I sure hope heaven has my babies up there so I can see them again.

Rest in peace my sweet boy...your moma an daddy loved you with all their hearts, and you will be greatly missed.

Your human mother and father....Kathy Waits & Raymond Waits

I will never forget you

by CYNTHIA CARDINAL
(red deer, alberta)

Our Rainbow was a very special individual who brought out the sunshine in all our lives.

Her beautiful big brown eyes that looked at you with so much love and trust will always remain in our memories.

Until we meet again little one. May the Creator keep you warm in his arms.

RIP WE LOVE YOU

In Loving Memory of Brittany Ann

by Ellen Black
(Temperance Michigan, USA)

Our beautiful Black Lab came into our lives & hearts at the age of 6 1/2 months old in 1987 after our 15 yr old little mixed breed Lady crossed over the rainbow bridge.

Our beautiful Brittany was a joy so smart & loving She loved our Latino Cockatiel SunShine She shared her food with this lovely little bird she thought she was protecting her whenever she had to have her nails clipped she'd stand under us & whine the whole time we clipped nails She Loved our Angora cat Fluff & our Siamese cat Mia-Ling

She went on all our vacation trips loved to swim with Daddy she'd get in the water & get as wet as possible & come right next to us to shake We were privileged to have this wonderful angel in our lives for 15 yrs

We still grieve the loss of our beauty but know someday we will meet again The love she gave us stayed with us & gets passed on to our Lovely Airedale Hannah Grace

Once you've Loved & been Loved by a fur baby your life is changed forever

Our Love for you Brittany Ann will last forever Mommy & Daddy

To My Loving and Best Friend Sophia

by Deborah Wright
(Marietta, Ohio USA)

Sophia is a Maltese, she was my best friend, she was with my always.

My beautiful Sophia saved my life 3 years ago, our house caught on fire I was in bed and she stood on my chest and scratched and pawed at my till I was awake. By this time the fire was coming through the bedroom wall and we barely made it out, she had to go to the vet every day for six weeks for breathing treatments from the smoke inhalation.

It was six months later she started having some bleeding when she urinated, I took her to the vet and her doctor just thought she had some stones, which she treated with antibiotics, this still did not help, so the doctor thought they might be stuck and she wanted to open her up and do exploratory surgery to remove them. She called me later about an hour later, and told me I needed to come back to the office, Sophia was full of cancer and probably had maybe two weeks left, she said Sophia was in a lot of pain and said that she really needed to be put to sleep.

Me and my husband went to the office, Sophia was still under the anesthetic and we made the choice not to let her suffer any longer, that was July 12 2010 two days before my birthday, and I am still grieving for her, she was a very wonderful and loyal friend and I want her back, that is the selfish part of me, but I would not want her to ever suffer.

OUR BIG BOY ZORDAN

by CHRISTINE n JOHN
(GLASGOW SCOTLAND)

ZORDAN WAS VERY SPECIAL TO US, HE WAS ALWAYS THERE THROUGH THE GOOD TIMES AND THE BAD TIMES.

HE WAS ALWAYS GLAD TO SEE ME, DAY OR NIGHT, AND WOULD ALWAYS HAVE A CUSHION IN HIS MOUTH. I KNOW IT'S ONLY A FEW WEEKS SINCE WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER BUT AFTER ALMOST 14YR TOGETHER IT SEEMS LIKE AN ETERNITY.

LIFE AIN'T THE SAME WITHOUT YOU BIG GUY. THINK ABOUT YOU CONSTANTLY BUT KNOW YOU'RE HAPPY WHERE YOU ARE.

MISS AND LOVE YOU HEAPS, ZEE XXX

Coco Bean

by mary
(maine, ny)

7 years ago I read an ad in the local paper for a free pit bull, when I went to look at the dog I was introduced to my new best friend Coco Bean.

After taking her to the vet for a checkup I learned she had been used for breeding and abused bad. She was so happy to have a family to love her and when my fiance and his children joined our family she was in her glory. I have never seen someone so happy.

Every time we tilled the garden she had to roll in the cool soil, loved to cuddle under blankets and make sure the kiddos faces were clean.

Coco developed cancer and crossed the rainbow bridge this morning, my heart feels like a giant hole is in it.

I know that one day she will be in my arms again and I like to think that she is basking in the sunshine with grandma.

I miss You Lily

by Devon
(22963)

Our dog lily just passed yesterday (1-22-10). She was only five years old. She was a beagle that was overweight and she was grouchy to everyone but my family. Just before she died I had started spending time with her and she enjoyed it.

Anyways mostly what I wanted to say that I wish she didn't die but something was probably wrong cause she didn't eat much but was way too fat.

So, Lily I miss you and I hope you're having fun with Maggie our other beloved dog who passed. Also don't chase too many cats there.

I will always remember you I love so much Devon???

To my best friend Peewee

by Albert
(Hard)

Peewee came into my life over sixteen years ago. At only six weeks old he quickly stole my Heart. He was the best friend I ever had and I am 61 years old.

He loved riding in our car and going anywhere. If I had to leave him home he was at the door waiting for me when I opened it. I could walk to the mail box and back that took about 3 minutes you would think I had been gone all day when I returned. He stood there waiting and nipping at my feet for leaving him.

Peewee was quick to learn a new trick which made him a hit on youtube. Having
more than a million hits on his youtube channel . He retired about 3 years ago do to his health.

I waited to long to have him put down I just could not have my best friend put down. I prayed to God to let him die with me at home. Well it did'nt happen that way after many years of love from him I had him put down .

I will have to live with putting him down the rest of my life. We well never forget
and always love our little Peewee the toy Poodle.


Albert - I'm so sorry for your loss, it sounds as though PeeWee was an incredibly special dog and I know the pain of losing your companion and best friend. Please don't feel guilty for having to put him to sleep, you loved him deeply and did what was best for him, even though it was painful for you. That's unconditional, pure love and he couldn't/wouldn't have asked for more. With best wishes and sympathy ~ Sue

Chelsea My baby girl

by Becky Roller
(Broomfield Colo)

I got Chelsea from my son shortly before Christmas in 2006, following the death of one of my other dogs.

I at the time did not want Chelsea because of what had went wrong with my other dog, but I took Chelsea because I loved the way she looked at m., There was a connection between her and I.

I grew to love her so so much. She became my whole life, my happiness, my love for her was huge. When I was sad, she would know how to make me happy again. She was the light of my life.

One day I noticed that she was losing weight, her appetite and we would wake up to our bed soaked and our couches. She would not eat her regular dog food and was losing hair. I was so scared that something was seriously wrong with her. I took her to the vet had them do blood work to find out that she had chronic Renal failure. I was devastated by the news and wondering why this keeps happening to us.

I came home did every research about renal failure, did the renal diet the Sub Q injection hoping that we would win the battle. By some of the stuff that we were feeding her, she was starting to show improvement, getting her weight back, playing, going for walks until one night I boiled her some chicken breast and put some broth and rice with off of one of the ingredients I found for renal failure, She ate that like there was no end to it.

The next day we woke up to rooms and rooms full of vomit with blood, diarrhea and her weight just seemed to disappear in front of us. she could not stand without shaking, her whole body was chattering from trying to vomit. She had no more left in her. The vet later that day told me that chicken was the worst thing to feed her because her kidney could not fight the high protein that is in chicken. We had to put her to sleep June 18th 2013 I feel very responsible for her sickness and wish I could have found something to cure her.

There is a huge, huge void in my life with out her, I miss everything about her, her personality, her playfulness, some of the goofy things she would do, and just how beautiful she looked when she would run. I have no desire to even think about getting another dog, I have 2 other dogs that need my time and attention right now.

I wish I could bring my baby girl back. I hope she is in dog heaven now enjoying the dog life she should have had with us.

I love you and miss you dearly Chelsea and will see you again one day. Love you baby girl

Becky, I'm SO sorry for your loss. This is a heartbreaking story. You did everything you could for Chelsea and loved her unconditionally, I have absolutely no doubt that she knew that. Please don't blame yourself. Just try to remember the good times and know that she's waiting for you at the Rainbow Bridge - happy and healthy again. God Bless you both ~ Sue

My Only Son Buddy

by Bob

I lost my only son Buddy at the end of February one week shy of his sixth birthday, and not a day goes by that i don't miss him.

After being diagnosed with cancer last March and going through surgeries, radiation,and chemotherapy.... This was the last thing i needed.

You see....Buddy was a very special boy....A very handsome tri colour Jack Russell Terrier....

He didn't have the normal handful of tail, as his breeders docked it quite short. So i told him he had a nuggey and only special boys had nuggies. As i would tell him this story, he would nuzzle up to me and just wiggle it away.

Buddy also had the ability to say I Love You at times as clearly as any child. I would give anything to hear him again. I would always try to get home from work with daylight left so i could play frisbee with my boy.

When Buddy passed away I really questioned my Faith, after all i've been through. Did he really have to take away my only son?

I still don't know if i really have come to grips with it or not. But i pray that i will get to see my boy again.

My wife has told me she will put a frisbee in my casket when i pass away, so Buddy and i can play together again.

So i told her...as Buddy is waiting for me...we will both be there waiting for her...and we will all cross that bridge together... a family reunited forever.

Our loving Rice

by Roy Kline
(White Hall, Arkansas)

About 12 years ago, our vet, Dr. Jeff Hunter of White Hall, Arkansas, had a dog that his neighbors no longer wanted and asked us about giving her a new home.

She was around 3 years old and a registered female Boykin Spaniel. Her name was Arkansas Brown Rice but everyone called her Rice. An extremely hyper little gal, but our vet assured us that she would settle down in a month or so.

She was a little bigger, about 30 pounds, and longer haired than we really wanted but we made the mistake of taking her home with the intentions of only "trying her out" for a few days.

Well wouldn't you know, we fell head over heals in love with her in those few days and kept her.

She was the gentlest most loving dog we have ever had. She loved everyone and everything, except moles, gophers, squirrels, and rabbits. She even mixed with the deer that most nights came into our yard to feed.

But up until the night she passed away, January 12, 2010, if she saw a mole or gopher trail, she was digging trying to find that critter. She probably only found 5 or 6 in all her years of digging but it sure was not from lack of trying. I can’t tell you how many holes we have filled up as a result. And nothing would deter her, – not red pepper, hot sauce, or anything else everyone else advised us would work – NOTHING.

Rice started out every day by going out the dogie door and making a tour of her domain making sure nothing had invaded it the night before and then she made I don’t know how many trips around the yard every day just being sure everything was okay.

Rice was always a very healthy dog except for a few skin problems up until about 2 months ago. Some how she developed an infection in her backbone that made it hard for her to walk and jump. But Dr. Hunter put her on some medicine and she was just about back to 100% when her little heart apparently just gave out.

Rice, we will miss you so very much but look so forward to seeing you again on the “Rainbow Bridge” where we will pick you up on our way go our Heavenly Father’s home and then we will get to be together for all eternity. We love you. Mom and Dad Kline

Oh, about that hyper thing – this lady NEVER did slow down. She was just as hyper as a 15 year old as she was as a puppy!

My Angel Lara

by Doreen
(Killingworth NSW Australia)

My Angel Lara

Lara was born 12/3/2011 and had a battle from the moment she came into this world. I helped her take her first breath, for days after I had to help her to continue to breath. Lara grew slowly stonger as the weeks went by with the loving help from her mum (Flash) and myself.

Somehow I felt Lara was destined to be an angel of God, she often shown signs of discomfort.

She loved her time at the shows and won several lovely awards, but most of all she was my baby girl.

Lara's first birthday came around so quickly and she had grown into the most pretty girl. It was time for her to have her hip and elbow x-rays, it answered my fears of her discomfort, she was so brave to have suffered in silence the way she did.

It was such a heart wrenching decission having to let her sleep, she grew her angel wings to be with God.

Lara I loved you so much and will miss you forever, but we will be together again oneday for all eternity.
Rest In Peace my beautiful Angel, God has you in his hands, I have you in my heart.

12/3/2011 to 22/3/2012

gone but never forgotten...

by Jean Mcroberts
(West Lothian)

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I went to the local dog rehoming centre and just fell in love with a flat coated retriever looking at me with the saddest brown eyes.

When I asked about rehoming him I was told he was 8 months old and still being assessed as he had been very badly beaten by his previous owner from whom he was taken. I persevered and pestered them till they allowed me to rehome him.

With training and reassurance Bruce became the most adorable, devoted and obedient dog I have ever known. That was almost 15 years ago! Sadly time caught up with us, and I lost the best friend and companion I have ever had, a couple of months ago.

Non dog owners do not realise why I was devastated. I will always miss him but have the most wonderful memories to carry with me forever.

So anyone reading this, if you can, give an older dog a chance.

I MISS MY SHIH TZU PIT :'(

by Lestavis Huff
(Riverdale, GA, USA)

Pit was my favorite dog in the whole wide world, because I had 2 dogs pass before I got him, he died on February 25, 2011, of eating Anti-Freeze because my neighbors were working on cars, and he got into it.

My heart hurts so much, and I feel like I'm going to kill myself just to see my dog in heaven, because I miss him SO MUCH!!!!

-Lestavis Huff (17)
I MISS U SO MUCH!!!



I know it hurts, but the pain will get better given time and your dog wouldn't want you to be so sad. You will see him again one day but have a lot of life to live before then. I'm sorry for the tragedy you've experienced, just try to remember that your dog was loved and that he knew it and was happy. Accidents happen, even to the most beloved people and animals. Given time you'll be able to remember him without all this pain. God Bless

In Loving Memory of Keyasha Nichpor

by Ellen Black
(Temperance,Michigan US)

Keyasha was a beautiful blonde Lab mix she graced our neighborhood for almost 11 yrs

She crossed over the Rainbow Bridge today Oct 14, 2013

She will meet her Daddy today & both will again share the love they shared all of her life until her Daddy had to leave for a while
Once again they are loving each other

Keyasha will be missed by her friends across the road

Fur babies leave paw prints on the hearts of all who know them

Until we meet again

Dog cancer

by Chris
(Oakdale, MN)

Samson

We lost our 12 year old lab/chow mix Samson on 12-18-2012. He died at home after a short time after he was diagnosed. We loved him hard his last few weeks.

The night he died, I stayed up all night by his side. At one point, I needed to stretch my legs, and I text my sister as to how he was doing. I told her I didn't expect him to make it through the night, and that I was going to stretch my legs. I told my sister "sometimes a guy just needs to be left alone so he can let go".

Little did I know, that when I came back to the room 10 minutes later, he was gone. He died at home, on his own time, letting his life go when he was ready to let it go.

His passing a week before Christmas was hard on myself and our kids. I still find myself crying. Sam was loved dearly, he will always be my 'Mellow Yellow Furry Fellow', and I will meet him at the bridge.

After reading 'A Dying Dog's Last Will and Testament', we just adopted a pup from the Humane Society, and know Sam is wagging his tail with approval.

I love you bud, and miss you terribly!

Sammy "sam man or monkey man" Engbrock

by Michelle Engbrock
(Katy, Texas)

My little Sam was 10 years old when he went to the Rainbow Bridge on 12/27/12. He had such a good life with us!!!

We adopted him when he was 18 months old from Diamond Dachshunds in Kerville Texas. We had just lost our baby weiner dog who was only 2 from a rare blood disorder. So we were in search for another long haired weiner dog to help my lonely weiner dog start a new without her sister. That is when we found Sammy.

From what we were told he had a rough start in life, bounced around to 5 different homes and some abuse was given to him. We decided to give him a chance and see if we would be able to make a difference in his life. He came home with us and wasn't quite sure what to think of this loving and nurturing family! He had never had someone hold him or let him sleep in mom and dad's bed. How cool was that!!!

We had to teach him how to be a weiner dog--one that sleeps in mom and dads bed and gets lots of toys and love! So needless to say it took awhile for him to show us his personality, but we were willing to wait because his big brown eyes said it all...I really am a loving and wonderful dog, wait and see.

Boy once he became comfortable with his new home and surroundings and sister, he let it all loose! Playful and extremely loving, especially to mom! His favorite thing to do is to wake me up at 5am sharp letting me know it was time for breakfast, even on the weekend. So I would drag my body out of bed to make sure he got what he wanted, but do you think that satisfied him? Nope, breakfast done, now I need a treat, and he'd pounce on me with all he had to let me know...get up, Im not done yet!!! And he loved to play with his sister and her toys, stealing them away from her!

But in December, christmas eve of 2010 he started urinating blood....Big scarey, so off to the emergency clinic and it was revealed he not only had a major urinary tract infection, but a mass on his prostrate. That was to be only explored after the holidays! After the holiday season we explored this mass and was told it was cancer. The cancer doctor at that time gave him only 6 weeks to live! I was devestated! How could this stuff attack my sweet little boy!!

Well I did a lot of research on prostrate cancer and decided we couldn't afford the chemo for him, but we put him an massive antibiotics to keep away the urinary tract infections and put him on a grain free diet. Would you believe he trived!!! It was working for us! 6 weeks went by, then 6 months and then we made it to the first year! Wow, the vet was impressed and couldn't understand how this could be. Love can do wonders! So we continued what we were doing and all was well until October of 2012. My baby started showing signs of getting sick again, I was in no way ready for all this. But it turned out he had echoli infection that we had hoped would go away with some special treatment. How I was wrong, he did get rid of it after 2 months of treatment, but after 10 days off the antibiotics, it came back with a vengence, decided to sit in his urethra tube which the vet said it would be hard to kill it there and we would have to keep him on the major antibiotics forever. Well I was willing to do what we needed to get him better.

But this second time around he wasn't responding like we had hoped. He started getting lame and no one could tell me why, yet all the while he still wanted me to give him treats and help him go potty. Not once did he lose that fighting spirit. When I cried, he'd move away as if to say, stop it mom!!! As time went by, he decided he didn't want to eat much, he wanted what vets would say no to----he wanted blueberry muffins, I have no idea why he wanted it, but I gave it to him knowing that his last days were ahead of me. He got to the point of getting a tumor on his paw that we had no idea where it came from. And then he was bedridden and I was helping him go potty and he started wetting his bed uncontrollably. I asked the vet if it was that time. She said no, he is still wanting to be with you and I told her, if you knew my sam, he isn't going to let go easily! So we decided to wait and just give him pain meds and do what we could to help him thru this. I told him one night "you tell mom when you are too tired to fight all this and I will help you go to heaven".

Christmas eve of this year, 2 years of when our fight began, he was crying in pain and I had no idea what to do, it was a short cry, but I knew he was in so much pain. I picked him up and held him tight and said to him, are you ready? When I said that, he perked up as if to say, no mom, you need me, so I will be ok. But deep in my heart I knew it was time. So On the 27th of december, we went to the vet and as I was crying my eyes out, again he was tucking his nose under my arm as if to say, mom it is ok, please let's just go home. He kept trying to scoot his way from the vet. But after a long discussion with his vet, I knew it was time, even though he didn't want to leave me! So that day I sent him to the rainbow bridge while he laid in my arms!

I can't tell you how much I miss him!!! I have cried every single day, missing my baby boy. Missin him waking me up! Missing him snuggling up to me and of course stealing his dads pillow when he wasn't on it! He was such a funny little boy and he was my boy!

I miss you my little monkey man!!!! Much love, Mom.....

Napa Valley Niemann

by jennifer
(newburgh, in)

My beloved Napa, my companion, my friend!
You will truely be missed but I will see you on the otherside. I know you will be waiting for me as a day won't go by that I will not think about you.

I will try to not blame myself for sending you on your way. Elyse keeps telling me, you will always be in our hearts and we will always be carrying you around with us everyday. I will do that as long as I live.

You were my cuddles and my shadow. I miss you terribly.

Thank you for being there for me when I was happy and when I was sad and lonely. You comforted me in more ways than you know.

I will miss your comfort but know that I will cuddle with you one day again. I will miss you in my sleep at the feet of my bed. I will miss you and me taking our naps together. I love you miss Napa bapa...you are my baby...my sweet sweet angel!!!

Feel free to give me comfort and warmth when you feel like I need it and when you need it. I will be here for you if you need me.!

I love you baby girl.

Your momma, your friend, your companion.
Jennifer

Captain Hunter Hollinsworth

by Candace
(Van Buren, AR)

Being Held like a baby (his fav)

Hunter was the first gift given to me by my husband. I had lost a yorkie in a tragic accident and, while Hunter didn't replace him, he quickly won my heart and the hearts of my boys.

He was such a loving little dog. He wouldn't go to bed until I did and stayed under the covers in the morning like I did. He was playful, sweet, and so much more. There are no words right now to describe how much he meant to me. Yesterday, his short life (6 yrs old) ended by being run over. While the heartbreak of losing him is tremendous, there is a little comfort in knowing that he did not suffer.

He was buried in the perfect spot in the back yard, between the pecan trees. He will also hold a special place in my heart and will be missed by all of us. While I grieve tremendously, I know that I am not grieving alone. My husband and sons are also mourning the loss of this dog, Hunter, that won all of our hearts.

We will miss you and will always love you..."Hunterbear".

willy Colangelo

by louise colangelo
(torrington conn.)

Willy was a little westie of 16 years old. He caught some kind of viral infection in his chest. With in 2 weeks he was gone. No medicine seem to help him. We had to put him to sleep on June 4th.

There isn't a day that goes by that I don't cry for him. I hope there is a rainbow bridge, and I pray that he is happy.

Please Dear Willy rest in peace and know that I loved you so much.

Louise Colangelo

Goodbye Molly Rose

by Debie
(San Jose, CA)

Our time with you was much to short...you were a miracle puppy! First, you had the whole family fall in love with you even though none of them wanted a "small" dog! Especially a Lhasa Apso.

I didn't care, I found you for me... and you loved me! You were all about me and I you.

You bravely fought off cancer at the age of 14 months and you put up a good fight this last time too, you gave us one more Christmas of memories of you.

When your cancer was diagnosed as terminal in September I worried about when to let you go. Everyone said "you'll know." Being the precious puppy you were you did let me know. Molly loved to sit beside me, or on top of my legs, never so much on my lap. Monday, 2/7/11, Molly crawled on my lap and pressed her head into my chest while looking up at me....we shared a special moment.

I feel like she said to me I will always be in your heart, I love you and you love me, it's time for me to go.

Wednesday, 2/9/11 our vet let Molly go while I held her in my arms. She is now running and playing, not having to be the great alpha female, with Gabbie, Carl, Jessie and Jake...all my pups who went before her.

Goodbye sweet girl....I will love you forever!
Molly Rose
1/8/05-2/9/11

Our Lab "Rudy"

by Phyllis Estes
(Vancleave, MS)

Mr. Rudy was a special dog. He was so smart. He knew lots of tricks, and kept us laughing. He will never be forgotten.

If I could say just one thing about Rudy it would be "Devoted." He was in love with us, as we were him!

From the second we saw him he was in our hearts, and will forever remain there. It's so true that a pet loves unconditionally. Rudy sure did! But I know he is waiting to see us again, and what a day that will be!

Phyllis and Chris Estes
Mississippi

molly bagley the best dog in the world

Molly was just my best friend I miss her so, she did not have any special tricks she was just one of my children.

She died suddenly three weeks ago.

In loving memory of Taco

by Jennifer
(Harrison, MI)

My mother in law had a puppy that she named taco. ON June 14, 2009 he was taken away so suddenly.

Taco was the cutest most wonderful little dog you could ever want. His bark was the type that could only be told he loved you.

Taco was killed in a house fire trying to rescue his owner. He ran from the living room to the bedroom and his bark was never heard. He ran underneath the bed when the floor was fully engulfed and he never was seen again until after the fire and his lifeless body was discovered.

He will forever hold a place in our hearts and moments of memories in our minds. We love you and miss you Taco.

I miss you Chubs :o(

by Laura
(Turkey)

When I heard that you and your 8 brothers and sisters had been born, I couldn't wait to come home and see you. I had never had puppies before, and you were the cutest little things. I remember the day you opened your eyes, and how fast you grew.

You quickly became my favorite. You were the first to get a name - Chubs, because you were so much fatter than the rest. I remember how you would dive into your food bowl, legs in the air, and chow down.

You were also the most mischievous of all. I remember you tugging on my pants legs, chewing the rose bushes, playfully provoking your brothers and sisters.

I should have paid more attention when your playfulness turned to lethargy. Your brother and sister tugged at your ear one day, and instead of biting back, you whined for them to leave you alone. I thought it was odd, and I picked you up and checked to make sure you were okay. You were the biggest and, I assumed, the healthiest, and I decided that you were just sleepy.

The next day I brought the food bowl, and you shied away. I thought it was odd considering your normal voracity, but I know your real mom was still feeding you milk and thought maybe you just didn't feel like competing with your brothers and sisters. Otherwise, you looked just fine.

I worried about you when you no longer came running to tug on my pants legs. I wondered if you were just off playing with other things, like your brothers and sisters. I was relieved when I saw you come running out from under the table. I called you, and you turned around, but you didn't come to me like before. Then you let out a lot of water, and I thought you had ignored me because you had to pee. I missed you, but I didn't want to annoy you, so I let you go.

That's the last time I saw you. Because the puppy I saw that night wasn't you. It was half the size, with listless eyes and nearly dead. Your stepdad took you to the vet and we tried everything we could to save you, but to no avail. The sound of you hacking, trying to get air, tongue hanging listlessly out of your mouth as you stretched your legs and took your last breath, will probably haunt me forever. I've never seen anything die, and seeing what was such a happy little girl leave this world in such a horrible way was devastating. And I feel so horribly guilty for not having taken you to the vet earlier. I could have saved you, if I'd only known. Your sister had had a very bad cold, and I'd nursed her back to health. If I had thought that anything was really wrong with you, then I'd have done anything to help you. I just didn't know.

You see, Chubsy, I never wanted you to be born. I never planned for you. I took your mom in from the street because I didn't want her to have babies. Turkey is a beautiful country, but there are already too many dogs here with no one to take care of them. Unfortunately, by the time I found your mom, the nine of you were already in her belly.

When you came, I fell in love with you. You were the one I was going to keep. But I failed you as a stepmom; I didn't know how to take care of you. And in Turkey, I didn't even know how to find out. Your stepdad said it was too soon for shots. But I didn't worry too much, because you were all so big for your age, and you seemed so healthy. Especially you, Chubs. You were the last one I expected to get sick.

What I didn't know was that your belly was so big because you had worms. And the worms were growing inside you and making you sick. After you died your sister got sick, and I held her as she vomited all over my hair and sweater. That's the only reason that I know what happened to you; I found a worm in my hair.

You will be happy to know that your sister is doing well. She is a little lethargic, but we took her to the vet and she is going to be okay. I just wish that I had done the same for you. I would never have known that your sister was sick if it hadn't been for you. I just wish that that knowledge hadn't come at the price of your life.

When I lived in America, I had a puppy. The vet told my mom and dad what to do to protect her, and she lived for 17 years. But when I met your stepdad and moved to Turkey, it became hard for me to do things on my own. He runs the hotel, and I am busy all day helping him. We don't have a place to live yet; we move from room to room. I was sick myself from working too much and from waking up 3 times a night to make sure all of you guys were here and doing okay. If I'd had a house, I would have kept you inside, but instead we kept you downstairs in a tiny room and outside in the garden where I couldn't see you most of the time.

I thought I was doing my best to care for you, but I failed you Chubs. The day you died I tried so hard to get everything done in the hotel so we could relax for once, but I would trade anything to go back and check on you instead. I should have nagged you like any good mom does instead of letting you go off on your own. I can't believe that my baby died of something that could have so easily been prevented or treated. I don't know if the guilt will ever go away.

I just want you to know how sorry I am, and how much I loved you, even though we weren't together for that long. I will always remember your kangaroo hopping and pants tugging and how you carried around that tennis ball by the fur because it was too big for your mouth.

I hope someone's looking out for you somewhere. I hope you're running around in fields chasing butterflies and that you have a warm place to sleep. I can only imagine what a beautiful dog you would have become. You'd have been my best friend.

I buried you yesterday in our garden, with a rose between your paws. I think your inquisitive little self would have liked it.

I hope I will see you again someday Chubs. I love you and I miss you more than words can say. I am so sorry.

R.I.P. Chubs April 18, 2011 - June 2, 2011

chazz will always be my best friend <3

by charlene
(elmira, ny, united states)

always loved his family and friends.

It happened the night before, two orbs entered and encircled my room. i watched with awe as they mingled with one another for awhile , wondering who it could be. They left and i wished for their return, was so peaceful looking.

I fell asleep and woke up the next morning, shuffled my feet on mattress. And to my amazement what did i feel?, my crystal that was tucked away safely in my pillow with two overlapping cases holding it safe, tucked away no more, in my sight. I said something about it put it back away then my best friend passed away a half hour later on halloween day.

Someone dear to me was waiting for him!

Chazz was all that i had left out of everything in my past. so now i must move forward without his unconditional love! It's hard but i manage but thoughts of him mingle within my mind heart and soul on a daily. <3

Linus

by Dianne
(Florida)

Today is a sad day in our home. we hd to put our 14 yr. old dog down. he was part of our family.

Linus was a rescue who gave us many years of joy and happiness.

I hope he is romping around free from the dementia that was sucha demon robbing him of his happy little life.

We will miss and love you always. Linus was a small little white poodle.

R.I.P. our friend

Kendall Nut Nut

by Faith
(Baltimore, Maryland)

My best friend and service dog went to heaven May 18th 2013. She was the world to me and it hurt so much to let her go. She was 13 and her body just could not let her do what she wanted to anymore. Her heart wanted to do what her body could no longer handle.

I can't sleep, I miss her so much and I am in so much pain. She made the last 9 years of my life wonderful and I wish she was still here.

She no longer rides in the car with me, she no longer goes to the Dr's with me or walks around the stores with me. I feel so empty inside. I loved her sticking her snout in my face every morning to wake me up. Her sweet kisses, the love she had for me. I miss her.

She helped to train Carlie (my other service dog) over the last year. We got Carlie so that Kendall could live out her years in retirement, just being a dog and getting many rewards for a job well done. I had no clue that 10 month's after bringing Carlie home that Kendall would need to go to heaven. She taught Carlie what to do and how things are done, she turned the reigns over to Carlie and told me she was tired.

I tried med after med to keep her pain free and in the end she just needed to sleep. I guess she knew I was in good hands, so she was not worried to go to sleep. I'm now in pain and I want her back, to live out her years and enjoy her older years.

She kept going for me, because she knew I needed her and my heart could not be without her. When I saw she refused to stop working despite the pain she was in, I knew I had to make the call to let my baby go.

She passed away her head in my hands with many tears. I held her in my arms in the back seat and kissed her nose on the ride home and told her I loved her. We laid her to rest in a favorite spot in the yard.


Keep God company Kendall Nut and greet me with your sweet smile when I enter Heaven. I love you baby. Mama misses you. Have a sweet sleep. You were one in a million and you were mine.

MY ANGEL "KISMET"

by VIVIAN
(MARINA DEL REY, CA)

I ADOPTED "KISMET" IN MARCH 2004 AS I WAS GOING THROUGH A DIVORCE. HE WAS A BEAUTIFUL SHELTIE WITH A CAREFREE AND STRONG SPIRIT.

I HAD VOWED TO FEED HIM ONLY HOMEMADE FOODS AFTER MY FIRST DOG DIED OF CANCER MANY YEARS BEFORE FROM WHAT I THOUGHT WAS CAUSED BY COMMERCIAL DOG FOOD CHEMICALS AND PRESERVATIVES.

SO I TOOK CARE OF "KISMET" LIKE HE WAS MY BABY. I COOKED FOR HIM EVERY DAY, TOOK HIM FOR WALKS AT THE BEACH OR THE PARK FOR AN AVERAGE OF 2 HOURS A DAY AND SHOWERED HIM WITH LOVE.

HE WAS A VIBRANT AND HEALTHY BUNDLE OF ENERGY ALL HIS LIFE, NEVER HAVING HAD AN ILLNESS.

THE VET THAT I HAD CHOSEN PUSHED FOR YEARLY VACCINATIONS. I WAS UNINFORMED AND THOUGHT I WAS DOING THE BEST TO PROTECT KISMET. I DID NOT KNOW THAT VACCINES ARE RELATED TO CANCER AND WEAKENING OF THE IMMUNE SYSTEM IN GENERAL CAUSING MANY OTHER ILLNESSES.

ON FEBRUARY 11, 2011, WHEN KISMET WAS ONLY 7 YEARS OLD, HE SHOWED DISCOMFORT IN THE PROSTATE AREA. I TOOK HIM TO THE VET WHO TOOK X-RAYS AND SAID THERE WAS ENLARGEMENT OF THE PROSTATE.

WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE OR AUTHORIZATION, DR. BAUM GAVE KISMET AN INJECTION.

THE NEXT DAY "KISMET" WAS A DIFFERENT DOG WITH MANY STRANGE SYMPTOMS AND HARD LUMPS ON HIS SIDE.

I CALLED THE VET'S OFFICE AND THE TECHNICIAN INFORMED ME THAT THE VET HAD GIVEN HIM A CORTISONE/ANTIBIOTIC INJECTION.

WHEN I TOOK HIM BACK THE NEXT DAY, THIS VET DISMISSED ALL THE SYMPTOMS BY TELLING ME HE FELT MY DOG WAS DOING BETTER!!!!

FOR THE NEXT 3 WEEKS KISMET'S HEALTH DETERIORATED SO MUCH I HAD TO PUT HIM TO SLEEP.

I HAVE BEEN IN THE WORST PAIN SINCE FEBRUARY 11, 2011 AND STILL CRY WHEN I THINK ABOUT KISMET AND HOW HIS LIFE WAS CUT SHORT BY THE ACTIONS OF A NEGLIGENT VET.

TO ANYONE WHO READS THIS, MY ADVICE IS BE CAREFUL WHEN CHOOSING A VET FOR YOUR PETS. DO YOUR OWN RESEARCH AND IF POSSIBLE, TAKE YOUR PET TO A HOLISTIC VET.

DO NOT OVERVACCINATE YOUR PETS!!! DO NOT LET A VET GIVE THEM TREATMENT WITHOUT YOUR CONSENT. READ ABOUT THE DANGERS OF BOTH OVER-VACCINATION AND CORTISONE SHOTS!!!

My Angel in the Night

by Sarah Hirsch
(Texas)

My dog Malcolm died about two years ago, and never a day has gone by that I don't think about him. Even though I have adopted two dogs since whom I love dearly, Malcolm was my Angel in the Night.

He started as the love of my life's dog. He was a pit bull, with the typical bobble head and wiggly body of a pit bull, and my partner adopted him from a local no-kill shelter. From the beginning, we loved this dog! He was silly and playful and loyal, and he had absolutely human eyes! I was, in fact, a little jealous of him in the beginning - until I fell in love with the dog myself!

A few years later, my partner had a nervous breakdown and killed himself in the home we had shared with both Malcolm and a Rottweiler he adopted named Emma. I ended up finding a better home for Emma, because my partner had longed for her to be with a family, with children and people who were at home all day. So...it was just Malcolm and me.

This dog saved my life. After my partner's suicide, I didn't want to live. I was depressed all the time, but as soon as I started even to feel a little down, Malcolm would come to me and lay his head on my lap. I knew that there was no one who would take him in if I died, so there was no choice but to live. He was my constant companion for a few years.

Then, he started having these weird seizures in which he would run around frantically, his eyes pulsing, barking and crying, peeing everywhere, and obviously in distress. The vet determined that he had some sort of tumor, and he went on a regimen of prednisone to shrink the tumor. Over the courses of almost two years, he became weaker and weaker, still my sweet dog, but running out of steam.

The last night of his life, he was just lying on the ground panting. He couldn't even walk to go to the bathroom, so I laid him on a blanket and dragged him outside, but still he couldn't go. All night, he went a little as he lay there, and I cleaned him, just like you would a baby. I lay in front of him, feeding him ice clips and petting him.

By morning, I knew that it was his time. I took pictures of him, crying the whole time, and the vet came to help me put him in the car and take him to his office. Once we got there, suddenly he could walk, but I knew that the disease was getting the best of him, and I couldn't bear to see him in distress anymore.

I lay next to him for half an hour, telling him how much he meant to me, to say hello to Daddy in heaven for me, and that I would come find them both when it was my time. Then I called the vet in and they put him to sleep. I couldn't believe how quickly he went.

Malcolm was my Angel in the Night. I look forward to running across the Rainbow Bridge someday to walk with him...and with my partner...again. By that time, I think my current dogs, Hannah and Toras, will be there too. We'll be a family, all of us together, finally.

Thank you for letting me share my story...

My Sweet Nikki

I miss my beloved Bichon, Nikki, so much. She passed away on January 13, 2012, of cancer. I had to make the decision to put her to sleep. I feel so guilty that I had to make that decision.

She was my best friend and I loved her like she were my child. I miss seeing her sitting on the couch looking out the window waiting for me to come home. We were truly best friends.

She asked for nothing from me, just love and care. I will always miss her. I know she is waiting for me at the Rainbow Bridge.

RIP, my Nikki, I will love you forever.

In Loving Memory Of Our Girl Sissy

by Bev Ziegelmeyer
(Imperial, MO USA)

Sissy was a year old when we got her. She was 17 when we sadly had to put her to sleep.

She was a smaller black lab mix. She loved Easter. She would go and hunt plastic Easter eggs and pop them open with her mouth and get out the doggy treats.

She slowly started getting arthritis in her back legs. The last year it seems was getting worse. The past six months she had to be helped up the steps. She walked slowly and stumbled when she went for her daily walks.

On June 19, 2013 the hardest thing we ever had to do was put her to sleep. I know seeing her suffer the way she did it was the humane thing to do, but in my heart I don't feel like it was.

I miss her so much I have trouble sleeping. I cry all the time because I miss her so much. I just want her back.

Piper and BeZe

by Terri
(Ohio)

I had to put my beloved Piper to sleep when she was 15 and 1/2 years old. The grief was tremendous. About 3 months later I saw the perfect puppy for me and I got her. I named her BeZe and I brought her home and loved her so very very much. She was my constant companion.

BeZe was only a puppy 11 months old and slipped under my fence chasing a squirrel She was only out of my sight for a minute. She drowned in the neighbors pool. I can't stop grieving. I lost my fur baby that I loved beyond compare. My life is forever changed and I will never stop this horrendous grieving.

I hope I die soon because I can't live without my puppies! Its been almost 5 months of living in a black hole of grief. I want to die.




Terri - I'm so sorry to hear about the loss of both Piper and BeZe, I've lost dogs both through age and by tragic accident and I know how painful it is. However, if you truly feel as though you want to die from the pain, then I urge you to talk to someone close to you, or even a doctor, and ask for help. No matter the length of their lives, both your dogs were loved beyond compare and were happy - because of the love and care you gave them. They wouldn't want you to be so sad.

Time doesn't make the pain go away, but it does make it manageable and one day you will be able to think of them without this heart-wrenching distress. We never know what the future holds, and no other dog can replace the one/s you miss, but perhaps there is another little dog out there who is lonely and sad, as you are, and maybe you could help each other get past this grief. Even if you don't ever want another dog, please talk to someone face-to-face so that you can start to feel better. I wish you all the best and will say a prayer for you. God Bless

Chance "Paw-Paw"

by VICTORIA
(ENUMCLAW, WA.)

My Dearest Loving Chance,
It was in December 18, 2007 when I was still greiving over the loss of my beautiful blue merle Maggie Mae. She had left this world on August 30, 2007, cancer was her fate.

I raised her from a puppy, she was my consumate mate, my service dog in the end and my BEST FRIEND. We did everything together. I wrote a tribute to her, which did not do much justice for her for all she had given me in my life.

Then one night about 9 pm something said, turn on your computer, go to pet finder and look! I did, and what did I see but a pure bred aussie with a white angel head, brown eyes, blue merle, and a full white collar! JUST GORGEOUS. I thought to myself, this is to good to be true! I called the number immediately, and the humane officer said, yes, he was just posted and first come first served.

I said, no, an aussie has to have a place to roam, a job and I have all over the above with ten acres. The next morning a drove 2 1/2 hours to the rescue place only to have the door locked right as I pulled up. They were shutting down for lunch. I waited and waited and when then unlocked the door I said I am here to see Jake, (that was your name at the time). Well, they went back to get you and you came screaming around to the front completely ignoring me.

WOW, you were beautiful, blue merle, with a white head black around each eye and a blue dot in the corner of each eye. You had perfect ears, half black, half white and a white collar that completely encompassed your head and shoulders. You were outrageously the most beautiful aussie I had ever seen!!! You were mine! Rather, I was yours.

I ran to petsmart and got you a harness and a leash to match (red) and paid a whole $25.00 for you. You jumped into the back of my explorer and were were off to your furever home! You road like a dream, lying in the back on a blanket I had brought for you. 2 1/2 hours through the worst rain storm I had ever driven in. We pulled in the drive and you went nuts! Jumping for joy, knowing you were home at last! You were hungry so I fed you a homemade meal as Maggie had left some behind in the freezer for you. Then I put a blanket next to my bed and you laid down on it. Sleeping like you were so exhausted. I would look over to see if you were still there during the night and you were!! I could not believe my eyes at your beauty and that you were really mine. Maggie had sent you because she knew mommy needed you and you needed me.

We were inseperable, going grocery shopping together, the hardware store, the hospital when mommy was sick. 11 days you stayed at my side at the hospital when I went through back surgery! Of course you were a full blown service dog by then. By the way you passed your cert with flying colors! You would give mommy high fives, roll over, dance, prance,with your show dog style. But most of all we were in love and you were the love of my life.

Then one day I discovered a lump under your right arm pit. The vet said a fatty tumor but it got bigger and bigger until, I finally said remove it, it looks bad. So the vet removed it and it was cancer. He sent me to a doggie oncologist and you went through another surgery to get clean margins. You wore a round ball for a drain around your neck, never biting at it, nor bothering it. You took your meds on time and did everything Dr. Gillings told you to do. You then healed and went through 4 chemo treatments. You rebounded like the champion I knew you were!

Mommy would take you for your ultra-sounds and x-rays and all was good. Then last December 2012, you started to cough. This was two years post cancer. I took you to the vet and he said you were FINE!! I knew you were not. So back to the oncologist. She did the ultra sound again and you had fluid around your lungs. She said you were not in distress but nothing more we could do. Mommy died inside.

But you fought and fought. You danced that night in the yard. Then you rested for the next two days taking all your meds. I asked you if you wanted your yogurt and you perked up. I drove to the store to get it and when I returned you did not greet me at the back door. You greeted me at the bedroom door instead. You were winded. I got your yogurt and you were excited! I told you to jump up on the bed and I would feed it to you. You did, but gave a big sigh, I rolled you over immediately, and you looked me straight in the eyes and said, "good-bye". I died, inside, I had lost you.

You went so peacefully, yet never let on that this was going to be it! You never, ever caused me pain. Just happiness, joy, and lots of questions about where I got the most beautiful aussie anyone had ever seen and I just say he was a gift was Heaven, God and Maggie sent him for 5 short years to live with me and I am the blessed one.

I will miss you forever big guy. Your beauty is unsurpassed, but your loyalty, love and compassion will forever be in my heart. Today is Memorial Day. You went to the Bridge on the 27th of January, 2014, and it has taken me until now to write this tribute because I still can't see beyond my tears.

I love you Mr. Man, and you taught me so much Chance (second Chance around) that I could never begin to know where to start. Send me another you when it is time. Rescue you? You rescued me my Dearest Chance. Rest in Peace, your earthly body is in the back yard where you used to hear the cows (the girls as you called them).You are wrapped in your favorite quilt, and your service vest was draped over you with your harness and leash. You were only 10 years old, and I got the best five of those ten and I hope you did too.

I love you and miss you so much. I see you in the big ole' yard and running outside in the snow, and drinking from your water bowl after mowing 2 plus acres of lawn in the hot summer with mommy. I see you every where on the ole' farm. God bless you honey-----and a big high five-----look down and you will see mommy's tears, send me another aussie pick just the right one cause Maggie picked you for me and she knew mommy could not live without an aussie, but a very special one just like you.

You are running with Maggie in those fields at the Bridge, wait for me, please as I am coming to meet with you one day so we all can cross that bridge together!

I love you baby, beautiful baby, you fought for me, and you went in PEACE. That is how you lived your life, in peace not the hell you had to endure the first five years of your life. I hope I did you well, for you did everything for me.

I could go on and on, but you and I know, we had the best life together and I will love you FOREVER AND EVER my Dearest CHANCE at the Bridge, Wait for me!

All my beloved canine friends

by Doug Veitch
(Colorado Springs,CO, USA)

Over the years I have been blessed with many good friends on the canine persuasion.

Dogs and kids are my favorie people as they are loving and direct.

All my dogs have been rough coat collies or shelties. The wonderful collies were Laddie, Laddie II, Lassie (my constant companion and friend), Hilda (my time in Viet Nam cost me this one).

The Shelties were Buddy (smartest dog ever and constant companion), Brie (the sweetest dog ever) Her royal Highness Princess sweetpea of Rockrimmon (the most regal dog ever) and now Corky.

Corky is still here, The others I still think about and miss. I sincerely hope to see them again.

The old quote "If dogs don't go to Heaven I'm not sure I want to go there" seems apripo.

Miss you guys.

My beloved Chloe

by Deb G.
(MA)

Chloe smelling flowers

I just lost my Chloe on August 25, 2010. She would have been 11 this past November.

My husband passed away in Feb. 08, and Chloe was there for me with the grieving process. I have had dogs all my life growing up but Chloe was and always will be the favorite. We looked out for each other. We shared such a strong bond, sometime it seemed like we were the only 2 living things on this earth.

It is actually 4 month today, Christmas day, which I am so very sad still. Thanksgiving this year was also on the 25th which was terrible as well. I miss her so much like it was the day I had to let her go. I now have a puppy from hell.

Chelsea is a lab/mix and is keeping me busy, but I will never ever forget my true one and only, Chloe.

Remembering the " good times" with you lost friend

by Rich Reising
(Cleveland, OH)

Howdy ~

For those of us who have lost a best dog friend its never easy.... please enjoy and share our presentation 'DOG SONG 2 Better with you There' and try to remember those good times

~ Thanks Rich Reising

My Best Friend Lochie died 12/12/11 I miss you so much.

by Trish
(Perth WAustralia)

Lochie was a beautiful Cairn terrier who we had for 12 1/2 years.

He struggled with CJHD for the last 18 months was on 6 pills a day till finally he passed a few days before Christmas.

We bought this little man when my boys left home so he was our little man, he gave us so much joy and happiness.

From a pup till the end he was the most perfect intelligent loving dog I have owned.

Mum and dad miss you so much Loch but we know you are at Rainbow ridge playing with Yana and Buddy all lost to their owners within weeks of each other.

I think of you every day , I miss you at 5pm no one to help feed the girls (sheep), I miss you sleeping at the end of our bed, but don't miss saying goodnight sleep tight every night

But you are here always in my heart and thoughts.
My heart around my neck holds a lock of your hair which goes everywhere with me.

Till we meet again little man Thank you for all the happiness you gave me

God Bless
Mum and Dad
Xxxxxx

i want her to tripp me again

by Katie
(Oroville, CA)

I adopted a puppy from a local shelter in August 2010. She was 2 1/2 months old. I was told that she was a Beagle/Terrier mix. She was mostly black with brown points like on a rotty and white on her chest and feet. She was the first pet I had had in over 3 years.

She was great with my kids even though she was just a puppy. She was so smart. She would do so many little things to make me smile everyday. She followed me like a shadow. I named her Tripp because she was always underfoot, wanting to be as close as possible at all times.

In December I went out of town to visit family. While I was gone my roommate let her out one day before she went somewhere. My roommate pulled out of our driveway and as she was leaving she hit Tripp. Tripp died on impact. I was told that it was an accident. That my roommate was upset to the point of hysteria. But in the back of my mind and the pit of my stomach I have the suspicion that it was not an accident. For some reason I feel that Tripp was murdered, not that she died in a tragic accident.

If you have any insight to this I would greatly appreciate your input. I don't know how to process this. This is the first time my pet hasn't died of old age. I just don't know what to do. I wear her collar as a bracelet so she is still close, not only in my heart but by my side. Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night wake up and am careful getting out of bed because I don't want to step on her. but she's not there. When I go outside to smoke i call her to she if she has to potty but she's gone. When i come back inside I call for her but she doesn't come.

Please, help me with this. I think i'm going crazy because I miss her so much.







Katie - I am so sorry for your loss, I know first-hand how heartbreaking it is to lose a puppy or dog, no matter what age they are. And when the loss is sudden, unexpected and tragic as this one was, it is even harder to bear.

From experience I know that it takes time for your heart to heal, and that there's really nothing anyone can say or do that will make the heartache go away. However, if it helps in any way at all I would have to say that I doubt Tripp's accident was anything other than an accident. I know some people are cruel and hurt animals, but I can't imagine that someone who was close to you would deliberately try to hurt/kill your beloved pet. Accidents happen, every day, I lost a dog who was let out of the back yard by someone else and hit by a car before we could get to her, so I do appreciate how you feel. However, your pup died instantaneously she didn't suffer - plus dogs don't anticipate the future, or know what death is, which is a blessing.

I think perhaps your grief is making your mind play tricks on you, it can happen. If you absolutely can't function due to being so heartbroken please talk to someone close to you, or even to your doctor, and ask for help.

It's normal to be very sad, to cry, to wish things were different, to expect to see your pet in their usual places and to feel a big sense of loss deep in your heart. But, time does help the pain fade, although you will never forget Tripp you will be able to remember her without that gut-wrenching pain.

Try to remember the good times rather than the end of her life, and remember that she was loved and she knew it! That you gave her a good life and shared a lot of wonderful moments, nothing can take those away from you. She loved you and she wouldn't want for you to be so sad.

If things just seem too much and time doesn't help, please get some 'hands-on' help to feel better. God Bless.

TASHA OUR FAMILY DOG

by SARA
(ADELAIDE S.A.)

Tasha

Hi it is Sara here,
2 years ago are 1 year old kelpie x border collie puppy died.

Before her death she wasn't her self, she was really off colour , we didn't know what was wrong with her, and she vomited but seemed to be fine the next day. She normally comes when you call her, but the day she died she didn't.

It seemed almost like she wanted to die, the car didn't even stop it just kept on going.

We miss her so much. People on our road drive really fast, we get angry when they do, and i put a sign down where she got hit, but people still drive fast down our road.

SARA 14

Blue Thompson (Sheltie)

by Derrel Thompson
(Austin)

I was Blu's human for a while and in that brief time he loved me completely.

Blu was a Sheltie rescue that had some rough issues to overcome, but he did. I loved that animal.

Mase...you will be forever in our hearts!

by Lorena
(New Jersey)

Watching over our son...

I got Mase from a friend during my crazy college years in 1998.

He was there for me through all the tears and happiness. He always offered me his head to hug and back to rest my legs on while I was feeling down or shared in my laughter. He definitely made us laugh and became a member of the family.

Then in 2008 when I found out I was pregnant I was a little concerned and somewhat scared of how he would accept another baby in the family. I decided to go with my gut instinct and my faith in his character and see how he would react. He did more than surprise us...he completely loved my son from the second he saw him. They became the best of buddies the past 2 years.

Suddenly in October he slowly started getting sick and we had to make the heartbreaking decision to end his suffering on Halloween of 2010. With a tear in my eye and a pain in my heart I am writing this memorial to remember Mase who will forever be in our hearts!!!!

xoxo to our furry little angel

12/1998-10/31/2010

The Little Man Tribute

by Ashley
(Moultrie,GA)

I Remember when my Sister Brought Little Man to my Parents house he was just a puppy he was very adorable.

I miss him so much I think i can still hear him barking he used to sleep with me in my Parents bed and he was a yorkie poo and he was still young and the time he got runned over by a passing car i thought he died but he survived with a broken hip.

I miss him begging for somebody to give him food from the table he would give you those puppy eyes when i was eating and he would also chase cars as they were going by down the road and he would also chew up my underwear and bras if they were on the floor in any room.I also remember when i would watch a movie and i was eating popcorn he really loved to eat popcorn a lot and he would pee in the house if nobody let him outside and he would follow everybody in the house everywhere.

But one day he went missing for many days and when i finally found him i saw a German Sheperd that dog took a big chunk of my dog's back off and broke one of his legs my sister busted out crying and then we took him to the vet but the vet had to put him to sleep.

Angel

(rochester)

2011 december 23, I went to go to feed her but to only discover a lump, or death.

we went outside and had a ceremony.

it became christmas time but i had not been able to give her the gift i got for her

My Chanel

I miss you sooo much Chanel.. You provided much more to us than we ever could have provided for you. You are in a better place. You deserved a lot better than what you had. I love you very much .

I remember you hanging out with my sister and I as we tanned. All you wanted was to be loved and I am hoping between all of us you felt that you were.

I know you said bye to me yesterday when you watched me leave. RIP my doggy:(

Tiny my Pitbull puppy

by Kristy Bowman
(Evensville Tn)

Tiny was born on Dec.6th,2009 and the runt of the litter. I named her Tiny cause she was so tiny when she was born that she had to stay in the dog hospital ( my son calls it that) for the first few weeks of her life. She made it through, we got to bring her home. She was eating good and playing . She was a very lovable puppy. About month later we started noticing that she would shake all over and would foam out the month. The vet said that she was having seizures. I cried for I have seizures myself all my life.

Just last week she had a bad one and didn't recover , my daughter and son was with me and the Vet said that she wouldn't no matter what we did. The Vet asked me if I wanted to put her to sleep , I didn't have a heart. We brought her home and made her comforable and she would look at us with her sad little eyes.

I went to Wal-Mart and got pedialyte and fed it to her. She lived up to last week , she went to sleep and didn't wake up. My 13 yr.old daughter found her .

We didn't get to have long with her , but the time we did was the best ever. She was a lovable puppy.

We love and miss you Tiny!!

R.I.P. Tiny
D.O.B. 12/06/2009 D.O.D. 02/16/2010

My Mom

This story is unique. My Mom passed away Dec 4, 2010. She had been the owner to 4 Shelties. When they each passed away, she had them cremated, and put them each in a very special place, and told me that if anything ever happened to her she wanted the 3 that passed before her buried with her.

So just about 1 month ago when we buried my Mom we buried Schooner, Fancy and Laddie with her, all beautiful Shetland Sheepdogs. One had been a rescue also. I now have Patch which is also a rescue. He's grieving with me for our Mom. I Love him so much, he had been such a big part of her life. He can sneeze on command, dance, wave, pick up laundry dropped, of course sit, stay, come, wait, he has had many hours of training, by my Mom. He can also do agility.

My Mom gave me the poem the Rainbow Bridge a few months ago. She and I believe that our little angels are/were going to be waiting for us. I sure hope so, for MOM.

My tribute for Bandit, the one who started the whole Sheltie thing, Schooner, Fancy and Laddie. And especially MY MOM.

PENNY WAS THE BEST DOG EVER

by LORRAINE
(VIENNA OHIO TRUMBULL)

WE GOT PENNY WHEN SHE WAS 5 WEEKS OLD SHE WAS WAS TINY FIT IT THE PALM OF OUR HAND.

SHE WAS SO SMART, KNEW WHAT WE WERE TALKING ABOUT.... LIKE ASKED IF SHE WANTED FRENCH FRIES (THOSE WERE HER FAVORITE), SHE KNEW WHAT BYE BYES MEANT, SHE KNEW SO MUCH.

SHE WAS SO SMART AND THE BEST DOG EVER.

WE HAD HER 18 YEARS. WE GOT TONS OF PICS AND VIDEOS AND WE PROMISED TO BRING HER BACK HOME WITH US

Madison Rose

by Kayla
(colorado springs co)

This was my dog from the start, my best friend when i was little, the one who got me through the rough and the tough. She was our family pet and fulfilled our every wish. She was the best dog i have ever had.

She was a basset hound and she loved to lay around, she would get on these crazy spurs and we would throw a tennis ball and she would run after it but never brought it back. She was soo lazy but she had a heart full of love.

Madison loved her family and her family really loved her. She was put down because of old age.

Sweet babygirl Minni

by the leonards
(sacramento, ca, usa)

Our beloved Shih Tzu crossed the Rainbow Bridge on 7-8-12 and we miss her terribly.

She was fraudulently advertised as a 3 year old female which she was but later we found out there were 60 other types of dogs in a spot where we could not see as the lady had a lot of property.

Because of that Minni had an intestinal disorder that didn't occur until she was about 6 and it would manifest itself in her vomiting, raging bloody diarrhea for a few hours. She would then nap and be back to herself for another few months.

The last time was horrible for her and we did what we knew we had to. She was 10 years old.

She would sit on the park bench in the front yard while I gardened and no matter who, what animal, anything went by she never moved. Not from any training from us, she was just a precious laid back dog and we are heartbroken.

The Leonards

kira lacap-my little keys

Kira went to heaven this month. .We woke up one morning and she went to all her beds then came back to our room, I picked her up and she layed down on her blanket and her breathing got shallow.. She took three more longs breaths and just feel asleep and passed away.

We both were with her and she went peacefully on our big bed..We miss her and can't stop the longing for her presence and company.

We had the best little doggie for 9 years.. She had a great spoiled life with us.. many fun years with kira, lots of wonderful memories and she was my lap dog.From day one we knew we would be the best parents cause she had needs.

We do have a year old pup named Chase. They became friends and it's cute to see a tiny cute doggie and a big bear playing together. He's a poodle mix and this furry white bear, is a handful. We love him so much, but the longing for a small pup is there..

I will miss Kira ,but have room for new little doggies to love and enjoy..

No more coughing Kira now you can play..xxoo

Lucy, My Angel

by Claire
(Texas)

Lucy was my first baby, a cuddly cocker spaniel. When I adopted her last year, I was told that she was a healthy, five year old girl. Little did I know, she was ten and full of health issues.

Lucy was hardly a normal dog--she was better. Puppy-sized for life, she liked nothing more than snuggling up close to sleep on my lap. Her favorite place to sleep was on my chest, right under my chin. It was a place she fit perfectly. She learned her name on the first day and was instantly attached. Whenever I would leave her on the couch so that I could get something for another room, she would worry that I would never come back.

Lucy lived for ten years in a puppy mill, which had a tragic effect on her life. The day I brought her home she was afraid to step on grass because she had never seen it before. But despite her horrific upbringing, she flourished in response to my love. She was the most loyal, personable dog I have ever encountered. Her happiness was evident in her wagging tail, loving eyes, and eagerness to chase squirrels. However, she was most content to sleep up against me--and sleep she did.

Lucy slept at all hours of the day. Unless we were on a short walk, she snoozed on my lap. I was both charmed and alarmed by her lethargic nature, so to the vet we went. After many tests and appointments, we learned that Lucy was indeed a very sick little girl. She suffered from decaying teeth, persistent ear infections, a runny nose, severe anemia, a respiratory infection, and seizures. Three vets and a team of nurses could not pinpoint her diagnosis, but I left armed with a multitude of medications.

Lucy's condition deteriorated rapidly and two months after her adoption, I laid my 9-lb baby to rest.

Despite her brief time as my "child," I like to believe that love was her only reality during her final days. She kissed my life and I know that whenever the day comes, I will be a better mother because of her. Her legacy lives on with a framed collar in my house and most importantly, with my new puppy.

Lacy is three months old and full of life. Her name was chosen to honor Lucy, who will always be my first baby girl. Her health and happiness bring me such joy and allow me to remember Lucy with happiness.

My sweet Diva

by misty
(missouri)

I was around Christmas before all the crazy snow hit, i went to the breeders to pick out my super cute diva. she was the only one who had a speckled nose. She was part poodle and shitzu.
I visited every time that i could, the week i went to go pick her up i visited, She hadn't had her shots yet she was getting them the very next day.

The next evening i called to go pick her up, she was rushed to the vet earlier that morning... but she never recovered. i felt my world fall apart, before i got a chance to make some good memories. she was gone.

my hear still aches, even though it was a short time she was was my little diva, my little angel who stole my heart.

RIP Cassie Brooklynn Williams

by Sarah Williams
(Hampton, Ark, USA)

Cassie was a 3 yr old Pomeranian. She was the best dog ever!

Cassie loved to love & be loved on. She was sooo smart! My two daughters & I loved her so much. One day me & my girls were taking Cassie for a walk around the block (on her leash)& my neighbors Pit Bull broke his chain.

He attacked & killed our Baby Cassie. She died before the Vet could rush her to surgery....she is greatly missed!!

RIP Cassie Brooklynn Williams

my most loved pet is now in the rainbow bridge

by Mariz
(Philippines)

it's very painful. i lost him just last december 8, 2010..

i can't help myself from crying..i always remember all the moments we shared..i feel guilty for not taking care of him like a pet owner must do..now, i don't want to have any pet,not because i don't have time or money, but because no one can ever replace my pet..how can i overcome this feeling??

please help me..my heart is still breaking..

roxie ann elberson

by chamlong elberson
(gun barrel city,tx)

My Roxie i got this past xmas..she was last one of a litter we noticed...i fell in love her lil brown eye..she always will be loved here for short time we had her...she brought lots of love and laughter to other dogs we have here..

she was 'lil one that ran w/the big ones..she made us all laugh at the lil howling she did......she will soo much missed for time we got to love her....she now can run free as she did her w/her sis and brother up in heaven..she will be missed so much here...

she special angel always will be...ty..chamlong elberson...

I love you My Little Buffy

by Belinda Santos
(Seguin, Texas)

My Little Buffy born March 7th 2011, when her mama's milk dried up, I did the natural thing, and took over hand-raising her until another chihuahua had her puppies, and would hopefully adopt her. Well, Teardrop did adopt her, and Buffy tried nursing, but she knew it wasn't her mama.

She wouldn't take a bottle, so I used a syringe. Fearing I would aspirate her, I went to the vet and got a tube to feed her. I am a nurse, so I had no problems with feeding her this way. She weighed 2.8 oz at birth, and lost to 2.4oz. Once I started tube feeding her, she started to gain weight, and I thought everything would be ok now, until she started eating on her own. At nearly 4 weeks old, Buffy was diagnosed with cleft palate and the vet told me she would probably die. Well, she was a little fighter, and went on for another couple weeks. She had good days and bad days. It was so amazing watching this tiny little girl walk around. She responded to my voice every time I spoke. Buffy stole my heart like no other. Buffy would have been 7 weeks old tomorrow.

The vet saw her last week, and was amazed at this little girl drive. She told me, "I don't think even I could have kept her alive this long." It's amazing what love will do. That's all our pets really want, our love. They need food and water and shelter. They want our love, and in return, they give us unconditional love that I don't think humans are capable of. It has only been a couple hours since we buried our little girl, and my heart hurts and misses her so much.

However, knowing she is now at the rainbow bridge gives me some comfort in knowing she is not suffering. I love you Buffy. Thanks for 7 weeks of pure joy, even thru the struggles we went thru together. I will never forget you

Love always, Belinda your human Mom






Belinda, I'm so sorry that Buffy lost her battle for life. She certainly was a fighter and her personality shines through in every photo. You gave her an incredible amount of love and she spent every minute of her short life knowing she was cherished. That is priceless. I shed a couple of tears when I saw this submission and my heart goes out to you. But she doesn't have to fight anymore and is safe and at peace. God bless you both.

Jessalyn my Princess

by Sandy
(Michigan)

I took my 11 year old labrador retriever to the vet because she had not been eating very well for a few days. I had no idea that we would not be bringing her home with us, that the vet had found a large tumor in her belly.

I have no children and my dog was my life. She went with us on vacations and trips to town. We have a road legal golf cart and we called it her cart, when it started up she was on it ready to go for a ride.

Oh, how I miss my girl. We have a beagle and I love him, but he is not my cuddly Jessalyn.
My beagle has been depressed without his sister, I feel really bad for him and give him lots of attention, but I find him quivering.

I have did my christmas cards with Jess for 11 years, and everyone looks forward to them. I guess that is done now. It is so hard losing my best friend.

Sandy from Michigan

BUFFY The Beauty Dog

by Kathy
(Berwyn, IL)

Buffy was my log haired dachshund. She was my best friend. She left us on July 19, 2010.

She had a lump in her throat that turned out to be cancer. She was 13 years old. She was so full of life and energy.

I still cry when I think about her and all the fun we had. I miss her terribly but, she was very sick. I will never forget her and I wish I had her back.

For Biz our beloved Yorkie

by Dottie Jaggers
(Eddyville, Ky)

My Heart , My Biz

Biz was 14 years old this past summer and suffered from many ailments which in the end thought best if we would allow her the freedom from all of her pain. Now she too is at Rainbow Ridge.

She was my comfort and my love, she gave me many years of happiness and companionship. I have a hole in my heart that will never be filled by any other but I know that she is better off.

Her two little sisters, Emmie and Binky miss her but will help to take up the space that Biz has left.

I love and miss you Biz! You are still momma's little girl.
Mom

Aust Ch: Karraine Daring Quest A Z BSCL1, Exc1, Multi Exc

by Doreen
(Newcastle NSW Australia)

The DOOD'S

Daire, was my dog. A big gentle German Shepherd Dog. He came to our family 2001, we had the most fun times with him in the show rings. Junior Dog handlers, would want him for competing, in their handler events.

Daire was awarded excellent medals in 4 states, and where ever he went, those who met him never forgot him. He was a true gentleman, when invited into homes we visited on our travels.


He loved children, especially if they had food in their hands, or kicking a soccer ball in a park.

Daire, sired a number of beautiful sons and daughters, to whom he passed his beautiful nature onto.

The world won't be the same with out him.

My heart broke in two, to have lost him so soon. But the memories, so many beautiful memories, will live on with me.

Rest In Peace my beautiful dog..... 26/07/2001 ~~ 14/11/2011

keda

by dannii
(abermain)

keda was a kelpie cross dachshund, she was by my side through the good times and the bad we shared everything even my ice cream.

we would do everything together till she got out and a careless driver hit her, she was an angel she still is. she owns my heart and always will we miss her.

wish people would slow down when an animal runs out in front i was 7 and now i'm 12, i still think she is next to me, i can feel her touch her and see her. I can see heaps of animals like they're still here

BUSTER

by George Iliffe
(Wichita Falls, Tx)

Buster, my devoted friend and companion crossed over the Bridge on 6-16-11.

He was always by my side, I took him to work with me, he slept with me, and always had a smile for me.

He is sorely missed but I know he's playing with his friends until I cross over the Bridge where he will be waiting for me.

Bella

Bella

Although you were only with me for four short years, you brought much happiness to my life even while you suffered and were sick you were always happy to see me.

I miss you and will never forget you, you are with me every day, it has been seven months since you left me and I still come home waiting for you to greet me.

Until we meet again my angel, play in Heaven and be happy and healthy until we are together.

Candy Guerra: Our First Pup

by Kirsten Guerra
(Midland, TX)

Kirsten & Candy

I had her since I was 10 years old. From the first moment I took her to Wal-Mart while she squirmed in my jacket as a 6 week year old pup, to the second we got her home...yep.

I remember buying Candy her first kennel, her first pet bed, and even her first chew toy. Oh my gosh, was she a bundle of joy. I loved seeing how excited she was at first to be in her new home. All this still seems like it was yesterday.

Sadly, all of us eventually have to say goodbye. This is the most hardest thing for people who love their pets like family have to deal with.



The loss...

The heart ache...

The emptiness of the home...



I know that I had to go off to college to further my education. This was something I wanted and something my parents encouraged. I remember being left at college for the first time being on my own alone, and realizing my parents, nor my dog would be there with me. That was when coming home was the best thing. Seeing my parents was great, but seeing my dog...my little sister. Seeing how excited she was to see me and how she would do her "oh my gosh, you're home!" dance when I bent down to pet her before she'd get to excited and wet the floor. These are things that I vividly remember.

I can still see her face with that 'smile' while she was panting from playing. This is something I am going to miss.


Tonight was the hardest night of my life. I had to let my little sister go to be with the other pets and animals in heaven. I never thought I would have to experience this kind of loss...I hadn't really thought of it.

It was very...sudden. I know of many other people who have gone through heart breaking moments like this. To me losing a pet is the same as losing a family member. This was like losing my little sister. I haven't really started the grieving process yet. I don't know when it is going to hit me, but God give me strength.

I know I have to be strong for my parents, because to them, this was like losing their baby. This was like losing me or my brother Marc. This is something no parent would want to go through, and seeing how my parents are taking this, I feel like I have to hold it together for them.


Anyway, I wanted to do this because Candy was my little sister and the best companion any 10 year old to the current 22 year old could have had.

Candy,
You truly were the best pet any family could have. The fact that you blessed our home with your presence and your unconditional love was something really special. You brightened up a room. You made me feel happy when I was sad. You licked the tears off of my face when I cried. I couldn't have asked for something more.

I'll never forget you sneaking in my room in the mornings to hide bones under my pillows. I'm sorry I complained, but I never really meant it. I secretly loved finding them. I know that you were afraid that we would never come back when we went to the grocery store, so I'm sorry about that too. Truth is, if we could have taken you everywhere, we would have. I will miss your bark. I will miss your intelligence. My God, you were a brilliant dog. I could never get anything past you. You were something else. You truly were something else.

As I end this conversation with you, Candy Girl, I leave you with this:



I love you. I will miss you, and the Guerra family as a whole will miss you. It was a beautiful 13 years when you were with us and it is going to be hard to say goodbye. I hope you are chasing rabbits and squirrels up there. I know how much you loved them too.



We love you...and sweet dreams.

Tiffytoo, my BEST friend

by Jan Devinney
(Bluffton, SC )

We had our little girl(miniature poodle) for 17 long years and just lost her. She is missed very much & will NEVER be forgotten.

The house just isn't the same without her. She had the most beautiful face & her eyes were so dark & pretty. My husband buried her right outside our bedroom window & everyday we talk to her.

I just love this Rainbow Bridge becoz we know our pets "are waiting for us & one day we will be reunited."

My best friend - Duke

by Duane
(Westland, Michigan)

My yellow Lab Duke left this earth monday night 10/11/10. He was one month shy of 14 years of age.

I picked him out of all the other dogs in his litter. He was the runt. I put down the deposit for him on Christmas Eve 1996 and picked him up on New Years Eve at exactly 7 weeks of age.

He was a great dog...the dog of my dreams actually. He was the first dog that was 'mine'...not a family dog...'mine'.


He was incorrigible. Not quite as bad as Marley from the book/movie...but he was pretty wild. He never chewed up a couch or anything but he did eat some wood trim. I tortured him over that...not physically...mentally...I would look at the chewed trim and look at him and back and forth. That was enough. Knowing that displeased me was all it took.

And...he LOVED tomatoes! He would drool over a tomato like it was a steak. The way I found out was at my old house I grew tomatoes along a fence line. You know how you anxiously await the first few ripe ones...well....Mr.Duke would eat every tomato as soon as it would ripen. The next season a border fence was constructed.

He slept on the bed and at 115 pounds we needed to upgrade to a king. When he got to be about 11 he couldn't jump up there anymore but still slept next to me by the bed.

I always joked about his boo-boo's. He always had something wrong. Boo-boo ear, boo-boo paw, boo-boo nose, boo-boo head, etc. etc. The big boo-boo was a knee replacement in 2005. $3,000 and I didn't blink twice about it. He was my baby and I loved him to no end. He was there for me when my mom had 5 heart attacks in 2005-2006 and passed away.

On friday his legs started failing. Saturday he could only take a few steps before falling over. Even in bad health he was a happy dog. He fell over in the yard and I looked out and he was just laying there with a big goofy lab grin on his face. By sunday he couldn't walk at all. I helped him out to do his business and layed him on a comforter with a pillow in the garage and spent all day with him....petting him...talking to him and just enjoying what I knew was our last day together. I hand fed him. He only would eat baloney...okay...baloney it is. I was in denial yesterday and hoped for a miracle that I knew in my heart wouldn't happen. When I got home he had tears streaming down his face. He was obviously in severe distress. The vet came out last night and sent him to heaven to be with my mom. I'll never have another dog like him. He was my dukerdawg and I loved him more than anything and always will.

It really is funny how the brain and heart are sometimes at war with each other. In my brain I knew he was old and it was an eventuality that some day he would die. But in my heart I thought maybe he would live forever. And in a way the heart wins because he will live forever in my heart.

As I think back on our time together I remember some special times we shared.

As a puppy I enrolled him in obedience class. He was made the 'example' of every behavior that was inappropriate. We had an exercise where we were teaching our dogs how to heel. Duke wasn't cooperating. The instructor looked over at us and Duke just fell/leaned against my leg as if to say 'my daddy' and the instructor couldn't help but laugh.

We decided to go to up north when Duke was about a year old and the hotel didn't accept pets and really he would have been a bother anyway. So we got a recommendation to board him at a farm enroute. Well, the farmhouse had hardwood floors and Duke was terrified of hardwood or tile floors. The lady had put throw rugs all over the farmhouse so Duke could have a 'path'! That was really awesome. I think I drove the lady 1/2 nuts because I must have called a half dozen times in the three days we were gone. The Grand Hotel had a series of dog paintings on exhibit and I cried missing Duke. Jeez, I can really be a baby sometimes LOL. When we got to the farm to pick Duke up he heard my truck and came barreling full bore opening the swing screen door (good thing too, because he would have broken right through if it was latched) and literally jumped into my arms! It was like something in the movies.....I guess he missed me as much as I missed him!


One time I had a couple of buddies over watching a hockey game in the garage. Duker was pestering my buddy Mike. Mike wrote something on a piece of paper..I couldn't see what it said..and put in right in front of Duke's face. Duke immediately dropped to the ground in a laying position. Mike had an amazed expression on his face...he showed us what he wrote and showed to Duke....it said: LAY DOWN. Apparently Duke could read. Had to be a co-ink-ee-dink of course but it was funny.

I don't know if Duke saved our lives exactly but something was very strange. I rented a rustic cabin in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan sight unseen. By the way...never do that. Anyway, it did have a very strange vibe about it. I can't remember if it was the first or second night we were there...must have been the second because it was a long drive up there and it was hard to find. About 3am in the morning I heard voice on the lake. Men were talking from what must have been a rowboat...I'm not sure because there was fog and mist and it was very dark of course. Well, Duke was in a fit of some type. He was only about a year old or so...but he was whimpering...turning in circles...whimpering...turning in circles....for the longest time....and I knew there was something very wrong. It was so serious (or we thought) that we packed up in the middle of the night...jumped in the truck and drove straight home...about 7 hours on the road. As soon as the vet opened I got him in. The vet examined him and his words were: "There is nothing wrong with this dog". I think that if Duker didn't put on that 'act' that something terrible would have happened to us. Robbed, raped...murdered...I don't know...but he had an intuition and it forced us to leave that remote cabin in the middle of the night.

He was a special dog and I will always have great memories of him. One time we drove to Mississipi to visit my wifes' folks who were living on a houseboat. We took Duke with us and we were walking along an area where there was a clubhouse with a man-made cement pond....it was about a 12 foot drop into the pond from the walkway. We were just walking along and you know how labs love water...well he couldn't help himself he just jumped right in ...a 12 foot drop! I about had a heart attack...but he was okay other than drinking some water from the scummy pond and throwing up. Another time we took him to a lake to swim. Well, he loved water and started swimming...I swear he was almost halfway across the lake with me shouting "Duke...cooooooooombaccccccck....come baaaaaaaaackkk". Thank God he did...crazy dog.

He loved opening Christmas presents..because there was a toy or treat inside. Well of course he started to think every present was his...and would try to open them all! He had his head stuck in one box my MIL was opening and knocked her over in the rocking chair...now I thought it was funny...but he got banished to the other room after that.

Every time I would buy him a new toy it got a name. He immediately knew the name of every one of his toys. There could be 20 in his toybox and I would say...get your football...get your ringy-dingy...get your fuzzy ball...etc. etc. and he would bring that exact toy to me.
He also loved pizza. I would order and as soon as I hung up the phone he was at the front window looking towards the road where the driver would be coming from. I always said "Duke, it takes them a few minutes to make it...and drive here so it isn't that fast! LOL".

Thanks for listening. Dukerdawg: 11/13/96 - 10/11/10

Tiny my Pitbull puppy

by Kristy Bowman
(Evensville Tn)

Tiny was born on Dec.6th,2009 and the runt of the litter. I named her Tiny cause she was so tiny when she was born that she had to stay in the dog hospital ( my son calls it that) for the first few weeks of her life. She made it through, we got to bring her home. She was eating good and playing . She was a very lovable puppy. About month later we started noticing that she would shake all over and would foam out the month. The vet said that she was having seizures. I cried for I have seizures myself all my life.

Just last week she had a bad one and didn't recover , my daughter and son was with me and the Vet said that she wouldn't no matter what we did. The Vet asked me if I wanted to put her to sleep , I didn't have a heart. We brought her home and made her comforable and she would look at us with her sad little eyes.

I went to Wal-Mart and got pedialyte and fed it to her. She lived up to last week , she went to sleep and didn't wake up. My 13 yr.old daughter found her .

We didn't get to have long with her , but the time we did was the best ever. She was a lovable puppy.

We love and miss you Tiny!!

R.I.P. Tiny
D.O.B. 12/06/2009 D.O.D. 02/16/2010

My Maggie May Meister Monster Mad Alpha Dog

by Kathy J. Kirby
(Naples, Florida)

She was my special girl who made me laugh.

A beautiful and stunning mover with a coat to die for. She was a beauty. She left me at the age of twelve. She was ready, but I wasn't.

Maggie left us at 12 years of age, laced with arthritis and heart issues.

I miss yesterday, today and all those future days we could have enjoyed.

Your sister, Gracie, brother, Sunny and I miss you so.

Run and run and run my sweet angel.

In loving memory of a wonderful dog - SUGAR HILLIS

by KARA
(Conroe, Texas)

The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a beautiful place called "The Rainbow Bridge".

When a beloved pet dies, that pet goes to the Rainbow Bridge.
It is a land of meadows, hills and colorful
valleys with lush green grass.
There is always plenty of food, water and sunshine
and our little friends are warm and comfortable.

There all the animals who had been ill and old
are young again, restored to health and vigor.
Those who have been hurt or maimed are made whole
and strong.
The animals play all day and are happy and content
but there is one thing missing.
They each miss someone who they left behind.

Someone very special who loved and cared for them on earth.
Then the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up.
The bright eyes are intent and the body quivers with excitement.
Suddenly that one runs away from the group
flying over the green grass, running faster and faster.

You have been spotted.
And when you and your special friend meet again,
you take them in your arms and embrace.
Happy kisses rain upon your face. Your hands caress your beloved friend.
You look once more into the trusting eyes of your faithful pet.

And then together you cross over "The Rainbow Bridge" into heaven

..... Never to be separated again.

Lotto

(Pennsylvania)

Lotto died the day before Valentine's Day.

He was almost seventeen. He had health problems but always took his medicine, for years, and was our dear, sweet, loving dishwasher dirty dish licker until he had a stroke on top of his other problems.

We will love and miss him always, as we do the first two dogs who were part of our family. He was the greatest!!!

We ♥ you, Lotto.

In loving memory of our dog PONCHO

by Sandy
(Rome, NY)

I miss you so much Poncho.. You provided much more to us than we ever could have provided for you.

You are in a better place and are not suffering anymore. You can romp and play and eat and drink all you want and it won't hurt anymore. You will be with other companions and meet other dogs. You will always be in our hearts and be remembered so well as the dog who always had food on his mind and didn't care who's he took or stole.

You are now in the Rainbow Bridge into heaven and never be separated again.

We will miss you and always remember you the way you were.

Til we meet again someday. Wuff...wuff.

My beloved companion good bye

I will miss you for ever, almost 12 years that you gave us love, you made everyday a happy one.

A gift that God gave me so I will not feel lonely.

Now we have an empty home, your toys waiting for you...

Wait for me at the end of the Rainbow, by the Bridge, beloved Dino.

Boodles My Love

by April Coward
(Texas)

Boodles is a Boston Terrier, she was 13 years old when she went to Rainbows Bridge, what a good girl she still is in my heart, I will miss her everyday.

She was a blessing to me in so many ways,always waiting when I got home ,no matter the time,always full of great dog kisses and so full of love.

Everyone who knew her were aways just in love with her as me, she knew how to capture hearts, she was so sick, but now she is having such a good time,I would'nt call her back, but I sure miss her and would love to have just one more day.

Til we see each other again Boodles you are so loved.

My soul mate Lakoda.

by Linda
(Franklin Grove, IL)

I got Lakoda a Siberian Husky from a neighbor who had to give her up. That dog and I bonded so well it was love at first sight.

Every where I went Lakoda went with me. She would sleep on the couch with me and in bed. That dog never left my side. I don't think I could of loved a dog as much as I loved Lakoda.

We lost Lakoda last August 9th ten days before her 8th birthday. She had to be put down due to having cancer. I cried for 2 weeks. I have gotten another dog it is a Alaskan Malamute named Mya.

Nobody will ever take Lakoda's place in my heart.

In loving memory of a wonderful dog - SUGAR HILLIS

by KARA
(Conroe, Texas)

You had Sugar in your life for 6 wonderful years and we will all always remember what a wonderful dog she was - may she R.I.P.

BREWER

WHAT A WONDERFUL FRIEND YOU WERE.

WE GOT YOU WHEN YOU WERE FIVE WEEKS OLD AND WE HAD YOU UNTIL YOU WERE FOURTEEN WHEN GOD DECIDED TO CALL YOU HOME.

WHAT A WONDERFUL FOURTEEN YEARS IT WAS.

FROM THE BEGINNING WE FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU AND EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE NO LONGER WITH US YOU ARE STILL IN HEARTS AND MEMORIES. YOU WERE THE BEST CAMPING DOG AND YOU LOVED ALWAYS BEING CLOSE TO US.

YOU WERE NAME AFTER A GREAT PERSON AND THAT WAS YOUR DOCTOR FOR FOURTEEN YEARS. DR. BREWER LOVED YOU AS WE DID AND SHE KNEW WHAT A SPECIAL DOG YOUR WERE.

WE HAVE BEEN THROUGH A LOT OF GOOD TIMES THAT NO ONE CAN REPLACE. YOU WERE ALWAYS THERE AT THE DOOR WHEN WE CAME HOME AND ALWAYS IN THE YARD WHEN WE WOULD GO TO WORK. SOMETIME WHEN I AM DRIVING DOWN OUR ROAD IT SEEMS I CAN SEE YOU AT THE CORNER OF THE FENCE LOOKING FOR US.

YOU GAVE US SO MUCH JOY AND NOW OUR HEARTS ARE BROKEN AND VERY HEAVY.

ONE SPECIAL THING I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER IS HOW SMART YOUR WERE WHEN WE WOULD GET IN THE CAR IT SEEMED YOU ALWAYS KNEW THE DIRECTION WE WERE GOING.

YOU ALWAYS BARKED AND CRIED WHEN WE WERE HEADING TO SEE DR. BREWER AND WHEN WE WERE GOING ON A TRIP YOU WOULD ALWAYS BE IN THE FRONT SEAT AND ME IN THE BACK AND YOU WOULD LAY DOWN AND PLACE YOUR HEAD IN YOUR DADDY'S LAP AND WHEN I WOULD LOOK DOWN AT YOU THE SMILE YOU HAD ON YOUR FACE.

NOW MY BEST FRIEND MAY YOU REST IN PEACE AND MAY THE HEALING BEGIN FOR ME AND YOUR DADDY. WE WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU UNTIL WE MEET IN HEAVEN SO MAKE SURE THAT YOU ARE STANDING THERE WAITING FOR US ON THE GLORIOUS DAY.

OUR LOVE FOR YOU WILL NEVER END. YOU WERE OUR BREW BEAR AND OUR LITTLE MAN AND YOU WILL ALWAYS BE.

GOD BLESS YOU MY BOY

LOVE YOUR MAMA AND DADDY

Our beautiful boy Cougar

by Doreen Aldridge
(Killingworth NSW Australia)

Cougar's eyes

Oh Cougie, you didn't come to greet me, like you always have. God must have needed a special angel, to watch over Rainbow Bridge.

Your parting was so sudden, You were way to young. It broke my heart to find your still body on the ground.

You are with Lara and the rest of our frieds who have crossed the bridge.

Always in my heart and prayers. Beautiful boy.

Rest In Peace Cougar

1/1/2009 to 1/5/2012

My Maggie May

by Kathy J. Kirby
(Naples, FL)

It's been three weeks since my girl moved on to a better life. Seems like yesterday.

Maggie was twelve and laced with terrible "old dog" ailments. Although smart, pretty and personality plus, she had arthritis and heart conditions she couldn't fight any longer.

Being the doting mom I am, I held on for one last day of enjoyment, a ride on the pontoon boat. Her favorite thing in the world to do. She sat up, paws at the edge and rode next to her sister, Gracie for a fantastic, "take your mind off all your trouble" three hours. She had a fantastic time. We had a smooth breezy ride along the 12 mile coastline. The water was calm and warm. There was an abundance of things a dog likes to see.

A beautiful, perfect day. Maggie was in heaven already.

Monday afternoon came much too quickly. We sat in the Vets office waiting to be called. I knew and so did she, this was no regular vet visit. All our attempts at rehabilitation had been exhausted. My girl was put to rest in my arms as gently as the day she arrived.

It's been three weeks and so hard to write this, but all those wonderful friends we attach ourselves to are worth every tear.

I visit Maggie every night at her gravesite. In her own way, she talks to me and lets me know she is ok. I sit on a little log pile next to her and pour out my heart. Each and every time, a gentle breeze appears without fail. If it's windy, a gust of wind appears around me. I know she is talking to me.

Hope and a big warm feeling in my heart lets me know she is ok.

Our loving dog, Max...taking too quickly from us! RIP friend until we meet again.

by Lisa & family
(Indiana)

Our 15mth. Old loving buddy was the sunshine to our home ..always giving his attention & devotion to us...u could never ask for a better companion!

We miss you so much...i truly hope ur running free in a prairie of flowers...our luv always!

Our little " Jacky Boy "

by Lou Jones
(Newcastle upon Tyne )

To our little Jacky Boy,
may you skip in green fields little fella and play with all the other animals, such a big boy in such a little dog, miss your cheeky little face and funny little bark,one day we will meet again our Brave little soldier !

Skip with angels cherry munshkin .............UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN xxx

to the little dog who went to heaven after being hit be a car

by Renee
(duluth)

I was on my way to work, I saw this little white dog running and being happy. The little dog ran into the street and a white van hit the dog twice. The dog was dead in a flash of a moment.

The lady stopped and so did someone else. We removed the dog from the street and called the vet tag on the collar. We decided to take the dog to the local dog pound.

I said a blessing for the dog, and the person who lost the dog, and the person who hit the dog.

Now the dog can play and run in dog heaven.

To Mitzi

by Nancy Elliott
(McEwen, Tennessee)

I found Mitzi almost 3 years ago. She was this little white poodle that came through the woods all wet and dirty. I tried to find her owner calling the animal shelter and animal clinic. So she became mine and I grew to love her.

About 3 months ago she started having seizures. I took her to the vet and started her on phenobarb to no avail. Then they started her on even more meds and still, she was not getting any better. Sunday morning she wouldn't eat. Monday morning, again, she would not eat. I begged, I prayed. She continued to have seizures. I decided it was time that her suffering was to end. I just couldn't stand her pain any longer. She would have a seizure and I would hold her like a baby and rock her and I remember her looking into my eyes, knowing I was trying to do something to help.

I took her to the vet Tues to have her put to sleep. I thought she was tired of trying anymore. The vet said she would just go off to sleep. When they started putting the med into her vein, she started screaming out and I begged her, "Mitzi, please go on to sleep". I loved her so very much. Now, she is gone, but I ask God "Did I do the right thing?" She trusted me to take care of her and no danger to come to her. I can't get it off my mind and I've cried until I can't cry anymore.

I have asked God to forgive me if I made the wrong decision. But I want to know how I get over the cries she made. I'll never get her image out of my mind.


Nancy - My heart is breaking for you as I know how difficult the decision is to have a beloved pet put to sleep, no matter the circumstances. It's not something you did lightly and the decision was made with Mitzi's best interests in mind, and in my opinion it was absolutely the right one.

I can also imagine how much more difficult it must have been because she got upset, but I honestly doubt this was anything more than the minor pain/discomfort puppies and dogs may feel when they get their shots. Some make a horrendous fuss about it, others barely notice, but even if they scream and cry they forget it in a minute. The emotional nature of the occasion is what is making this so hard for you, but I doubt that she was nearly as upset as you are afraid she was.

This little girl found a loving home with you and you gave her years of happiness, and I know without a doubt that she knew you loved her and that whatever you did, you did FOR her - and sacrificed your own feelings to help her.

PLEASE don't second-guess yourself here, or feel that you made the wrong decision, or caused Mitzi to suffer - what you so bravely did for her SAVED her from suffering. It was the ultimate gift and you need to remember that. Try to remember the good times, and trust your instincts were right, I personally have no doubt they were. God Bless.

sir shain - my hero, my best friend, God how i miss you

by brian
(england)

you were six weeks old when we met and you gave me the most happiest sixteen years of my life.

the long walks we took together your anticapation waiting for me to throw your ball me watching you chase after it like a express train ho boy you were fast.

the times when you used to hear the bath running and sneak off somewhere hoping i couldn't find you me laughing so much because i knew you were not keen on having baths. the times you would come lie beside me look at me with those gorgeous eyes, a brilliant character so loyal people used to say here comes brian and his shadow.

so proud to walk side by side with you dear friend, so proud to have known you, you are and always will be my hero, my life. can never be the same without you, i would lay my life for you buddy.

i pray one day i will meet you at rainbow bridge no one will ever seperate us again, until then sir shain i hope wherever you are you will free and happy.

you taught me a lot your kindness, your loyalty your love, for that i will always be thankful.

take care my dear boy,
i love you and miss you so much your best mate brian xxxxxxxxx

loyal to the end

Puppy Face

by Mia
(Texas)

Bell was a wire haired dachshund that was the largest dog I ever knew. From the very beginning you knew she was a force to be reckoned with.

A couple of years ago we found out she had cushing. She had a thick curly coat that slowly disappeared and a pot belly due to the disease. But never lost her love of life.

We lost her this week due to complications. I will always remember her puppy face.

my 2 beautiful babies

by annie
(ohio)

In February of 2010 we adopted our beautiful little girl, Ka-isha, we had her for 6 days. I ended up having to have her put down due to advanced parvo. It broke my heart, I cried for weeks.

This past Wednesday (1-19-11) I went to the local dog shelter an adopted a new boy, about 1 year old, to be a buddy to our 2 year old K-Jay. Our new boy,Ricco, was almost an exact twin to K-Jay. On Wed he was so full of energy. By Thursday morning, he was already sick. My vet thought it was just a bug. But, when you've been thru parvo once you just know. I took him to another vet on Friday morning, he had it also! I had to put my poor boy down. This was the second puppy/dog in 11 months.

My 2 year old, K-Jay, is now showing some symptoms. ........please dear Lord don't let me lose another one of my babies.

(Ka-isha and Ricco both had parvo before they came to our home).

The best dog I ever knew.

by Trudy J Vetter
(Duncan, Sout Carolina)

My sweet girl Jasmine

My sweet girl Jasmine, I knew that she and I would have a very special bond the minute I saw her and I was not mistaken. I knew that she was special the moment I met her , she gave me so much love and devotion every day of her life, more than I thought I deserved.

She was here on earth for 11 1/2 years and she passed on from bone cancer . When she was a young puppy she mastered 3 different classes of obedience, and went on to be a certified AKC Canine Good Citizen and a Certified Therapy dog. So today I gave my best friend, my sweet girl, and keeper of all my deepest secrets the last and most loving gift that she deserved. ..

Today Jasmine went to the Rainbow Bridge. You may be absent from my daily life but you will live on in my heart. My love will go with you even though I must stay behind for a little while here.

Wait for Mom at the bridge. I love you with all my heart and soul. You will be missed by Mom and Alexis forever.

My Heart is Broken

by Susie
(Columbus, New York)

"My Beautiful Boy Zeus"

Zeus our beloved beautiful boy went to Heaven January 30, 2010 my heart hurts so bad, I cry every time I think of him.

He was our faithful sweet protective boy always watching over us. My daughter brought him home to me for my birthday 11 years ago as a crazy 4 -6 month old pup, it was love at first sight. He was just so easy to train. My younger daughter who was 5 at the time taught him many things through the years, first teaching him to say out then spelling out for him, he could say I Love You.

Oh I could go on forever, he would walk her out to the bus each morning then bark at the door at 3:30 to tell me to let him out so he could meet her at the end of our driveway where he would carry a note to her asking for the mail.I could go on forever with so many stories about our boy.

My older daughter again brought me a puppy, a little chocolate lab for my birthday this year, she knew my heart felt so empty and said I needed to take care of another puppy. I will love this little one too but no one will ever replace my Zeus.

I asked him to watch over little Zoey and to always stay his baby's angel, his baby has always been my youngest daughter, he loved her so much.

I'll miss you my Zeus forever.Please wait for me by the gate.I Love you.

My Beautiful Donka

by Linda
(Texas)

Donka

I lost my faithful companion, Donka, a smooth hair dachshund on January 4, 2008. She was the most loving dog I have ever had.

After I lost my husband in late 2006 she was always there for me. I remember the day I got her from the breeder, she was not as big as a minute, but was wagging around a shoe that was bigger than she was.

She always slept with us and loved to lay right up against my back. She was my warming blanket. I miss her everyday.

My Goodbye

by Courtney
(Alabama)

I know you didn't want me. You wanted my brother,the teacup. But that all changed when we met. I remember you smiling and brushing my fur. You were mine and I was yours.I wanted you to be happy.

I remember when you got me a "wife", you loved our puppies because they were like me. I remember the day you cried,and I couldn't figure out why, but I climbed into your lap and cried with you. I hope with all my heart I made you feel better.

I remember you saying, "Zorro,all the way down!"and I would press my face into the dirt just to please you. I remember closer to now,when you hugged me and said "my man-dog has a gray beard!" and when you sat down with me and told me you knew it was almost time for me to go. You told me it was Ok and you loved me. You knew me that well.

I couldn't bear to see you in pain,I hope you understand I had to hide, and as you call my name, please hear my last and final thought, "Marcie,I love you"

SASHA

by Sandra Cagle
(Wichita Falls, Tx)

My precious little Yorkshire Terrier, Sasha, crossed over the Rainbow Bridge 8-1-11

She was a devoted companion for over 13 yrs and not only was she beautiful she had such a sweet disposition.

She's with her friends now but my loss is unbearable. RIP

My most-loved pet, Panda, is now in the rainbow bridge

by Mariz
(Philippines)

it's very painful. i lost him just last december 8, 2010..

i can't help myself from crying..i always remember all the moments we shared..i feel guilty for not taking care of him like a pet owner must do..

now, i don't want to have any pet,not because i don't have time or money, but because no one can ever replace my pet..i love him so much..he will be forever in my hearts..but i can't stop myself not to cry..

how can i overcome this feeling?? please help me..my heart is still breaking..

Our Precious Chloe

by Jennifer
(WI)

I had chloe since she was a puppy, she was the best dog ever.

At the age of 8 she got cancer in her nose and a large tumor grew, until it got so big we had to put her to sleep because of breathing problems.

It was the hardest thing to do, I became so depressed afterwards, and I still miss her very bad.

harry our little man

Harry was not wanted and we got him for a mate for our other dog Oscar, We traveled from tassie to queensland with both of them. They have being on planes and ferries and traveled in our camper van .

We moved to vic where our new venture was just starting, but we both got home from work where they greeted my husband with up most love and joy. Harry suddenly started getting sick at first I thought it was just over joy off us being home but 2 and half hours later we rushed him in to the vets after hours where she ran tests and said he had diabetes it was the highest reading she had seen she put him on a drip and gave him other medicine and said his heart beat sounded better she told us we should go home if anything happen she would ring and if not it would be good news.

She made me feel better Harry seemed to be responding to everything she was doing we left kissed him good bye. At 11.45pm the phone rang and she said sorry he had passed away I was lost for words I said I would pick him up the next day but I rang back and went back in and got my baby with my husband and oscar, I do not how I drove in and back.

Harry was nearly 9 years old he was our little man.We will miss his woo woos, his greeting when we got home, our walks our travels around australia, going to bed getting under the blankets, his treat after his walks, everything and everything. we are not having kids, these are our kids, Harry will always be loved and loved.

I am still crying - till we see each other

love daddy mummy and Oscar

with us as always and always

Paisley

by cassie
(San Deigo, CA, u.s.a)

My dog was 16 weeks old. She was so young. I miss her so much, she was my best friend and now I'm heart broken she is gone.

I don't want to admit she is gone but I have to. I wish she can come back but she is at a better place.

I will see here again one day. I can't wait to be united again.

Gypsy my wonderful border collie dog

by Jill McLatchie
(One Tree Hill South Australia)

Romp along the rainbow bridge
brave spirit now you're free
no more pain and suffering
a new world you must see
the special love we feel for you
will never go away
the memories you gave to us
in our hearts will always stay
for you were such a special dog
friendly wise and true
queen of all the farm and home
amazing things you'd do
rounding up those wilful geese
chasing foxes far
swimming in the duckfilled dam
riding in the car
she liked to watch the telly
wild life programmes were her joy
playing soccer with the children
chasing round her squeaky toy
black and white and spotty
a border collie friend
full of life and character
so sad her life should end.

Rest in Peace Gypsy, we will always love you

Baby Girl

by Deb Wunder
(Sebring Florida)

We raised you from a baby. You had just 8 years with me. You were a wire dachshund.

I feel my heart is broken. I miss your smiling little face loved to see you so happy.

I hope to see you again.

My first baby boy, Griffon

by Max
(Bradenton, FL)

On Thanksgiving day,2012, I had to unexpectedly say goodbye to my 12 year old Retriever/Sheltie/Chow mix, Griffon.

Griffon has been by my side through thick and thin, since he was 6 weeks old when we rescued him from the humane society. My x-partner actually officially adopted Griffon, but it became very clear very quickly who he gravitated to, which was me. Now, he wasn't afraid of my partner, just not as attached.

Griffon was my sometimes only support through a lot of the worst times in my life, starting when he was three months old. I lost my first grandparent, followed by another 8 months later, and another 3 years later. I remember getting home after being at the hospital, and Griffon was right there by my side, through all the tears.

He stood by me through the end of my 11 year relationship, then a move to Florida, then to dealing with three other large dogs on a cattle ranch, to being diagnosed with leukemia. That dog was the one thing that got me out of bed every morning, and if it weren't for him, I don't know if I would have survived.

Luckily I did, and even as I had to make the tough decision to put Griffon down that day, he still consoled me at the vet just minutes before receiving his injection. My one comforting thought is that it was fast, and he never suffered with pain. I will never forget this special baby boy in my life! He truly was my baby boy.

The good news is that Griffon's 3 year old baby brother Stewie (a chi) now has another companion at home!! On X-mas Eve I welcomed a 7 week old male chi, Evan, to the family! He and Stewie are getting along famously, and they play non-stop!!

I will always miss Griffon and will never forget what he meant to me during these last 12 years. I couldn't have done it without him. Daddy truly misses his beautiful baby boy. Rest in peace Griffon (1/8/2000-11/24/2011). Daddy loves you!

Daddy Max

athena R.I.P

by kaylie ferguson
(tucson az, 85712)

I FOUND HER ON THE STREETS LONELY AS CAN BE, POURING RAIN FOR THE POOR DOG HAD NO NAME, THERE I WAS STANDING OVER HER COLD AS CAN BE, SHE JUST LOOKS UP AT ME TEARS IN HER EYES I CAN SEE SHE HAD NO ONE AS SHE WAS AS LONELY AS CAN BE




i found her one day a red nose pitbull had a red heart collar on just sitting at my door. we took her, she got along with our other dog, and we had her for about 4 months and our dog was really getting to love her sooo much.

and she got parvo we tried and we tried to save her but it was too late. the vet that finally helped us said it was too late so they put her down no charge....we miss our athenia baby!

Lara my baby girl

by Doreen Aldridge
(Killingworth NSW Australia)

My Angel

I loved you from the moment you were born, I helped you take your first breath. You were such a weak little baby puppy I had to make you breath several times over the first week I cared for you and helped your mum take care of you. Your mum kept you with her until you were almost 8 weeks old to make sure you were strong enough to go on and grow.

You grew so beautiful, you won many shows I entered you in. But I always felt something was not quite right.

When you reached your first birthday is when I realized you were destined to be Gods Angel. I took you to have your hip and elbow X-rays and it broke my heart in two.

I didn't wake you up my pet, I let you stay a sleep, I understood then why you were always in such pain.
Through my tears I held you while you slipped away as God took you into his arms.

You no longer suffer in pain, but play and romp in Gods heaven.

I will always miss you, until we meet again sweet baby girl Rest In Peace 'Lara' Kadama Just Because I Can

13/03/2011 ~~ 22/03/2012