My sweet precious Babie J, it has been 3 years
since you left my life to cross over to the Rainbow Bridge. My
life will never be the same again. When I rescued you at nine
years old, I soon realized you rescued me. Life without you has
no meaning. I would give everything I own to have you back again
young and healthy. You will never ever be forgotten as long as I
breathe. I pray that we meet again soon and will be together
again for eternity. Love, Your Mama
Baby Joe
Johnson, 8.5 years 8/13/23
My Baby Joe, you were the light in our lives. You were my
best friend, my pal. I thought about you all the time every
day. You were taken too soon, and you are incredibly
missed. There is an emptiness and loneliness that is ever
present with you not here. I, We, will never forget you and
you will be in our thoughts and hearts close to us forever.
I still think of you always since your passing, it hurts.
But what a gift you were for the time we had, I am so fortunate
and cherish every memory.
We will meet again, and I know you are happy and cared for
now. And until that day I hope you can see me and hear my
thoughts and prayers
I love my Baby Joe
Your pal, best friend
Ken
BARCLAY,
05/12/06 - 10/17/23
I am 75 years old and I have had many dogs in my life-time.
Barclay (a Rat Terrier mix) came from a litter of pups belonging
to a friend of my then 10 year old granddaughter. I told her I was
looking for a little take-along dog. She said "No you don't
grandma. You have always had big German Shepherds." True, but now
I wanted a small dog. Barclay came along May 12, 2006. He was so
cute and bouncy. There is just me and my husband but Barclay
attached himself to me right away. He was everywhere I was, even
the bathroom. My husband and I have handicap mobile scooters.
Right away, he would jump up on the floor of mine and want to go
with me. After he was chipped and a certified service/companion
dog he literally went everywhere with me. I have never had a dog
like him, loving, always giving kisses, on my lap, all of it. This
has been one of the most painful time of my life next to losing
our daughter. How am I supposed to live without Barclay? He was
amazing. I love him so much and I will forever
Bear, 2009 -
6-29-23
Bear was 15. He was one of the best pups Ive ever been around. He
was loved by everyone he met. Bear never met a person he didn't
like. The love he showed my children will be something I cherish
forever. He had huge round eyes that always were happy. He was my
tubby butt. My little ewok. I'll miss him everyday. I love you
Bear Bear.
Beau, 13 years
02/25/2023
Beau, a good boy.
Beetlejuice,
7/3/2023
Beetlejuice,
You were there for me in my darkest times. You always made me
smile and I looked forward to our nightly cuddles. Going home
isn’t the same since you left us. I’m still used to turning on
the faucet for you to drink from because you loved running
water. You were and still are a piece of my heart. I love
you soo much and Monday was the darkest time of my life. I can’t
stop crying and my heart hurts just thinking about everything. You
will never be forgotten my sweet little B.J. Peppermint misses you
soo much too. She keeps looking for you.
Love always forever,
Mommy and Peppermint
We will see you at rainbow bridge my sweet baby boy
Bella, 11/2013 -
02/04/2023
Bella, you were so smart, funny, adorable, witty and so so so very
loving. You were a shining light in this world and touched
everyone and every pet who knew you with your amazing beautiful,
adorable personality. You have made me laugh and smile and filled
my days with complete unconditional love and happiness. I can not
begin to describe how much you are loved and missed. Thank you for
sharing your precious life with me, and showing me what real love
feels like. I will forever miss you until we meet again my sweet
Belly. I love you forever ❤️❤️🙏🏻🙏🏻
Berry, Circa
June 2008 - 1/9/2023
My Darling Berry,
It has been one week - or rather 6 day 21 hours give or take a few
minutes. My son chose you in in July of 2009 when you were 1
years old. You were just what we were looking for - the size
of a Lab, and 1 years old. I wanted someone I did not have
to 'potty' train or train that much at all. You were my
first 'adult dog' but I did not even know I needed you then.
My son, who I adored, begged for a dog and I relented. The timing
worked out perfectly so that at just the time we went looking for
you, a new shipment of dogs was scheduled to arrive at the Humane
Society the upcoming weekend and would be available on Monday
morning at 9am sharp. My son waited with anticipation and on
that morning I drove him and his friend to the Nashua Humane
Society right on time. I dropped them off at the door and
they ran inside. By the time I had parked my car and walked
in they had found you and my son has chosen you. I pretended
to point out other dogs, but I know you were exactly what we were
looking for. Cute, energetic, the right age and size -
perfect! You did not bark once, and when they exposed you to
a cat test (we had a cat at home) you showed no reaction and so we
brought you home. We stopped at PetCo on the way home to buy
supplies and food for you. We brought you in with us, I
thought that was cool. Pretty quickly you started 'marking
your territory' that was not so cool, but I had the boys take you
while I quickly picked out what I wanted for you - a leash, a
collar, a bowl set and food. No dog bed, I expected you
would sleep with us. Suddenly I heard a loud barking, but
knew that could not be my dog, who didn't bark...except as it
turned out it was. Surprise, I guess you did bark.
We brought you home, and eventually made our way up to my
bedroom. They had warned us not to let you sleep with us on
the first night - after all we did not know you yet - but the
first thing you did was leap up on that bed...That is was your
favorite sleeping place for over 13 years.
Within a few days - I realized - you were getting to me. I
even said so at the time, You silly, adorable boy! I
loved you now but maybe even then I did not realize that needed
you.
Fast forward through all the years! So many walks, vacations,
visits with other family neighbors and our neighbor - who even
though he did not like dogs and advised me about getting one -
came to love you too! You were not a dog's dog - you had no
interest in dogs, you were not a people dog in that you were
indifferent to strangers. But boy did you love your people:
me, my son, my neighbor and my father. Too the end my
dog. I was heart and soul for these years, but my son was
your brother, my father your 'Grandpa' and my neighbor your 'Santa
Clause'.
You were not like other dogs - you did not chase a ball, or play
tug of war, or stick your head out the window. You did love
to for walks and sniff. You loved to eat SO MUCH. You
gained weight, too much in fact, but we managed to get you down to
a 'reasonable' weight'...when you stopped eating in your last few
months I knew that meant the cancer you were diagnosed was
growing.
You hated Vets, for years I had to have a travel Vet come to the
house. When you were 12 and started having trouble leaping
on the bed I started bringing you to an acupuncturist. I
know you did not like that, but after about a year you began to
tolerated it...It encouraged me to move you to a 'brick and
mortar' Vet and we even tried physical therapy for a short while,
until...
You had a lump in your throat - and at the age of 14 the surgeon
said it was a type of cancer and that there were nodules in your
lungs...he said you had 'weeks or months' and that he did not
recommend any treatment for you..it was my birthday. You were
still in good shape at the time-- older and slower and by then I
had moved a mattress by my bed to act as a kind of staircase so
you could climb on up -- so I told myself would not focus on the
mourning but just enjoy the time we still had. I knew I
would mourn later, so why mourn twice?
You had some good months indeed! Good enough that I was able
to almost forget that time short. During the 4th
month, you did stop eating as much as you once did..By the 5th
month, you ate still less and the weight loss became
apparent. By the 6th month, it was clear you were not
comfortable and I started to face what was coming. But you
still loved your people and you still loved to walk and you still
drank a lot of water..so I thought - there is still some quality
of life here and I hung in there. You made it through
CHristmas, which had some good moments, but by New Years eve there
were fewer. You were pacing constantly - the pain, the
nausea? Your breathing was getting worse... Your
eating was practically nothing. I struggled to give you pain
pills & appetite stimulants - to keep with you with me,
becuase after all - you were still walking, you were not gasping
for breath, and you still wanted to live. There was no
'look' you did not know you were going to die... Even in
that last moment -you did not know, and you did not want to die. I
have pictures of you right before the Vet came to our home - you
look frail and vulnerable, but your eyes look at me with love and
trust. It breaks my heart to look at that picture.
This was one week ago.
My dearest friend, you were my family dog! My son grew up and went
to college on the other side of the country. He is still
here 2.5 years later. He comes to visit us a lot, he is a
very good son and 'brother'...but I do miss him.. But you
know - you kept me from being lonely - it was you Berry. You
came with me to Florida for the last three Februaries (how do I go
without you this time?).. You came with us to the Maine
coast.
My dog from the age of 1 when you use to pulled me up the hill
with your strength, to the age of 14 when we used to walk up
together far more slowly. From rolling over to have me rub
you belling, to laying on your side to I could do the same.
From jumping up on me and screaming with joy when I came back into
the house after a short absence, so coming to me quietly and more
slowly, no leap, just a wag of your tail and relief in your
eyes. You had to pay attention but they love was there just
as much.
My darling dog, you were always beautiful to me. You were so
thin in the end I missed the chubby hind end, but it was still
you, you were so beautiful and so loving and so loved. You
used to stare at me sometimes. Even recently, in a room
where a few people gathered, I caught you watching me.
Those eyes - those shining brown eyes of love. They did not
dim. Perhaps I let you go before that happened. It was
hard to find the right time to do that. I hope I was
close... I did not want you to lose your ability to talk, I
knew that it would cause you too much anxiety, I sensed that
time as coming, My chow hound: you would not eat!
This has been bad week, but what I can I expect? You were a
part of me my friend. Sometimes I feel I can't bare to be
without you. I will cry, scream out your name, I'm
suffering. In these past 13.5 years I did go through some
hard times for sure - the loss of 5 other pets I loved lot, a
couple of romantic disappointments, work frustrations, the
serious health problems developed in my father, the toxic behavior
of a brother... But you were here by true companion, and it
was easier because of you. Who is here to help me lose you
Berry? My cat Betty offers some solace, she is by my side
now. But you were you Berry! I always said - he is not
a dog, he is a 'Berry'! People that knew you
knew what I meant. You were not an ordinary dog. It is going
to take a long time to get over this.... I did not know I
need a dog, but I sure do...I need you...
I don't know where you are now. I'd like to think you are
happy somewhere. If any dog had a soul - it was you.
You could see in your eyes. I was lucky that I gave up
saying 'no' to my son just when I did and the timing was just
right so we ending up taking you home on that happy day in
July! I was a very lucky woman to have you for so
long. Just never long enough, never, not when it is
YOU. I really don't know how to go on without you... I
miss everything and I don't even want to go for another walk
without you. Being without you is worse then I
expected than I expected. You were willing to
spend forever with me, you were happy with me, wherever I was you
were home.
When the Vet took you away and you were laid down in the van, I
reached through the window to kiss you again. I could not
bear to have you go and I said 'I want to go with you'...
The Vet said ' No you don't'. I looked at her in surprise
and she said 'this is not your journey anymore it is his'..I asked
'where is he going?' She said - 'he is going where we'll go
if we are good. Dogs get a free pass because their hearts
are pure'... I hope that is true my precious friend...what
really matters most of all is that your life ended, a life you
were happy with. I'm sorry for that, even more than I am
sorry for me... I would have done anything for you... You
are in God's hands now. I don't know exactly what that means, but
the God I trust in is a merciful and loving God....
Berry I love you so much.
Billy C,
12/26/2006 - 01/24/2023
Beloved dog of Ron Miller & Gert-Jan Kruijdenberg, brother to
Lady C. and Miss Daisy C.
As our third loved doggy, we took you in at age 13 years and we
were together for 3 years more. He will be sadly missed. Forever
in our hearts and minds, rest in peace Billy C.!
Boston, April 7
2023
Boston rescued me Memorial Day weekend of 2013. I had 10 years
with him and it wasn’t nearly enough. I miss my boy more than I
can express. Boston was one of a kind. He was handsome, very
vocal, and he was loved so much and gave so much love. I don’t
know what to do now that he’s gone. My heart has never ached so
much. Boston, I will love you forever and I pray to God, that one
day we will be reunited.
Buddy, June 16,
2008 - May 24, 2023
My dearest baby boy,
For almost 15 years you were the light of my life. You gave
me so much joy and love. From our play times with your toys,
our walks, our boat rides, to your favorite playing with your
tennis balls, you've filled me with wonderful memories!
Losing you yesterday was soul crushing. There will always be
a void in my heart. In my heart I didn't want to let you go, but I
would not be selfish knowing you were in pain baby. I know I
gave you the best life I could and in return you gave me
unconditional love.
Yesterday at 1:30 pm was one of the darkest days in my life.
But I was with you when you crossed over to the rainbow
bridge. I know you're running and playing with the other
dogs. One day when I cross over, we'll be together again.
Until then, I'll be thinking of you everyday.
I love you my beautiful boo bear.
Love,
Daddy
Byrd, 1-1 0012 -
21-08-2023
To my darling Byrd. No other dog like you. But your pain was so
extreme that I had to end your pain. And tearfully, that means you
have to leave me. Now you are resting my beautiful baby boy, You
are so privileged to have Nigel here to help with your ending. he
was with you in the beginning of your life and at the end. Maybe
he was the privileged one. you were a very stoic dog that hid your
pain from us but in the end, your pain was so severe you could not
hide it. Thanks to jade and Hollie, from Waikiwi vets. But so much
gratitude to my son shane and Nigel. My darling husband Mark needs
to be mentioned because he digs the best grave. Probably too much
practise' SLEEP PEACEFULLY BABY BOY>xxx
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