This is for my beautiful cat Leo, tabby with
white chest and white paws. You were very sweet and
affectionate. I loved my time with you and I will never forget.
I wish I could do more for you. You loved to eat
particularly lickable treats.
Lillie Jones,
09/19/03 - 10/04/21
Thank you for 18 beautiful years, my love!! I remember like it was
yesterday, begging and begging and begging for a dog during my
early childhood, and then finally bringing you home. God could not
have made a better match, a more sincere bond. You are the best of
girls! I treasure every single moment with you. I smile thinking
of all the things we did together, both big and small. We had a
good time, didn’t we? Your smile and energy could not be matched.
You brought great love to my life and shined a light on even my
darkest days, and I hope I did the same for you. You put up a good
fight towards the end when old age crept up and your body started
failing you, so rest now, my love. I know you are in the better
place, so wait for me and we will be together forever. Until then
my sweet girl, I hold you dearly in my heart and may you always
feel my love!
Little White
Paws, Fall 2004 - July 9, 2018
I found Little White Paws curled up, tiny, cold and wet at my
backdoor in October 2004. That was day 1 of the 14 happy years we
spent together. I had just returned from the feline
oncologist at Tx A&M University with DiannaFey, terminal brain
cancer, nothing they could do. I brought LWP inside, dried him off
and put him in the basket with DiannaFey, they took to each other
immediately and became bff's and DiannaFey went into remission for
5 months. When DiannaFey passed, LWP became my shadow, my comfort
and we were that way for 14 years. For 14 wonderful happy years he
was at my side hopping along following me everywhere, meowing
begging me to pick him up, spitting at the dog All of that
is gone now. No more nose kisses. No more
headbutts. Just me. LWP took a piece of me with him. He has
been gone from me for almost 3 years now and I still shed tears
everyday. The veterinarian made a terrible mistake that cost
me the most precious thing I ever had. Goodnight, Pooh Bear,
Momma misses you like crazy, I love you ever so much. RIP
Till we meet again.
Loki Monster
McDaniel, March 2009 - May 19 2021
well tonight loki had to go. he was sick and there was not much we
could do. loki was a kitten when i was blessed with him, he was
found in a used car lot in the rain. he was kinda not pretty but i
loved that not pretty boy. when i moved into my own apt after i
was seperated from my ex, it was loki and me against the world! if
i had pork chops so did he if i had fruit loops he did too. i love
him so much . he raised 3 strays i had to bring home. he was
amazing. he loved to play with his little toy mice, he loved his
ice water. he was the best. i regret the times i got mad at him or
yelled at him. i am so sorry i did that, loki you meant everything
to brian and me/ we will be together again. until then take care
of the ones that have gone on before you. aries and daisy. they
are waiting for you at the rainbow bridge. mommy and daddy love
you forever my loki man.
Louie Von
Hotdog, 05/18/2015 - 05/12/2021
My mini dachshund, Louie, was almost 6 years old when he was
diagnosed with an immune disease (IMHA). Four days after
diagnosis, he was gone. We were devastated that this disease
progressed so fast. Louie was a goofy little guy with a big
heart. He followed his mumma everywhere. He worried
about her and would cry if he couldn't be right by my side
always. He always wanted his nose or a part of his body to
be touching mine. He was great at opening gifts and he loved
his squeaky toys. It seemed like there was always fluff from
a toy laying around the house. Louie was a dapple so he was
a combination of white, gray and black and spots of his long hair
were soft as cotton. I caught birds plucking his little
hairs off the carpeted ramp he used to come outside. He was
truly a unique guy. We used to get upset with his incessant
bark but would give anything to hear it again. We were
blessed to have had him in our life if only for a short
time. We love you Louie. You will live on in our
hearts forever until we meet again Lou Lou.
Luigi, 4/18/05 -
7/4/21
My baby Luigi,
You were the Love and the Joy in my life.
Forever you will be in my heart. I miss you
terribly and wish I could hold you again.
I love you so very much my sweet angel. Life
will never be the same without you.
Rest in Peace my baby boy.
Mommy misses you and loves you so very much forever and ever
Luke, 12/28/13 -
02/26/21
Luke was a 7 year old Sharpei who was the sweetest boy, who gave
our hearts so much joy. Luke had suffered with cancer for
two years. Through surgery and chemotherapy he fought so
hard. Cancer was the enemy that just wouldn’t leave him
alone. Medication every day to keep the tumors away became his
“norm” of every day life. He had many good days during
treatment, than the good turned into many bad days. He
developed a really bad infection on two tumors and chemo was
making him very sick. He fought so hard for us, and mommy
and daddy couldn’t bare seeing him in pain another day. Luke
was a son to us, he gave us so much love and happiness. He
loved and cherished every one of his toys, he loved his blanket
and couldn’t wait for mommy to go to bed so we could snuggle and
be close all night. He hated car rides and getting
wet. When it rained daddy held the umbrella over him so he
could go potty. When mommy came home from work, he greeted
me every single day (even if it was raining). He was very
loyal and the best companion in this whole world, there will never
be another that could take your place! I hope you are now
resting in peace and pain free my sweet bubby!
Lukie Schardt,
10-12-05 - 12/08/21
Oh Luke...my heart is broken, but so full of the love you have
given us for 16 years...the thought that you won’t come padding
into the front hall when someone comes home is unthinkable after
all these years. You hung in there through so much...you
wanted to stay and did your best, but that giant heart and love
you have for us just wasn’t enough to sustain your failing body.
We worked so hard, me giving and you taking medicine, the trip to
Houston for RI therapy, staying in a hotel and crouching outside
the guest room where we stayed for 2 weeks to avoid radioactivity
when you came home. Funny, we moved out of the master so you
could sleep where you were used to staying and not be shut out,
but it was’t the room you wanted, it was your mom and so every
night you sat and patiently waited until morning outside the
door.
Your beanie mice Sooner and Popo are here, and have pride of place
where you always left them. Your tomato box is still on the
kitchen island...we are gutted that you won’’t ever call us all
with a beanie mouse in your mouth, or leave them in the kitchen
again.
Our story can never be complete without remembering the perfect
wheat and white colored tiny baby screaming to highest Heaven in
the woods right before dusk. For such a tiny thing, you were
fast...and scared. You tried your best to sink papery kitten
claws into the tree trunk and climb, but at only 4 weeks old, you
just couldn’t get more than a couple inches off the ground.
We caught you under a jacket right when it seemed darkness would
fall and you almost certainly would be found by a predator with
your loud screaming. We put you in a carrier with a towel,
you burrowed up and we didn't even know if you were alive until I
put a plate of tuna in the carrier and you came out and chowed it
right down. You became sleepy and I picked you up and you
rolled over on your back on the palm of my hand. You weren’t
bigger than that. Through the next year, you were quite the
baby monster but we fell so hard for you. You were always
the first to greet us at any time. You loved Molly, our
first Doberman so much that when she passed, we got Josie and you
loved and slept with her, and when she passed after only 5 years,
we got you Roxie, our third Doberman. Your passion for Buddy
and Annie was true, and I’m comforted that tonight you have joined
them, whole and happy and warm and healthy again. Thank you
for one last time sniffing my lashes, pushing your head into my
palm and letting me know my decision was okay by purring until you
left us. You’ll be in my heart forever and I’m holding you
to your promise that you;ll be the first to greet me at the
Bridge. Love you, baby boy and will miss you until then.
Xoxo. Mama
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2021 Tributes 
