In memory of Ben ...

Journeyed to the Bridge August 12, 2009
You were such a wonderful companion and friend. Mommy misses you so much, but just couldn't let you go on like that any longer. Until we meet again ...
Love forever,
Mommy Christie

Rufus the Wonder Dog ...

July 4, 1993 - August 1, 2009
For the past 14 years, I have been blessed to share my residence with my best friend, Agnes, and her golden retriever, Rufus, the Wonder Dog.
We knew he had born in 1993, in early July. Not knowing his exact date of birth, we celebrated his birthday on the fourth of July.
Rufus would accompany me if I went outside to do garden work or to shovel the winter snow, and we would play catch on occasion, but it seemed always clear that he was Agnes' dog and I just happened to be living there with them. There were times, however, when I cared for Rufus when Agnes may not have been able to for one reason or another; I fed Rufus, gave him fresh water, opened the door to let him out to go potty, etc. Eventually, over time, these chores became mine and Rufus expected me to satisfy his needs in this regard.
It is necessary for me to mention here that, in late 1997, my mother became ill and I accepted the task of visiting her daily to check up on her and take care of her, first at her home one hour's drive (each way) from where I live, then later, at a nursing home. Almost four years ago, on October 12, 2005, my mother died and was buried on the 15th. Ten days prior to her death, she was taken by ambulance to the hospital where she remained until she passed. On that day, I rushed to the hospital and spent most of the next ten days at her bedside, coming home only to sleep and shower.
During this time, Agnes would put out Rufus' supper for him but he would refuse to eat. He would beg to go outside. Thinking he had to go potty, she would let him out. But he would park himself at the gate in the driveway and just lie or sit there waiting for me to come home. When I finally did come home, he would finally eat. Also, since that day, he always insisted on sleeping, not on his normal bed in the laundry room, but in the hallway, outside my bedroom, as though he is maintaining constant watch over me.
A couple of years ago, Rufus started exhibiting symptoms which scared the heck out of me; I thought he was having a stroke. The vet examined him and said he had an inflammation of the vestibular canal in his ear. That made him dizzy, nauseaous, unstable on his feet, and probably scared out of his mind that his world was not behaving correctly as far as his perceptions were concerned. This condition is not fatal and he returned to normal quite rapidly. Just the same, I looked after him as he looked after me.
Yes, he is my best friend. He died August 1, 2009. A truer, more loyal, nobler, more faithful friend no man could ever hope to find. I will miss him more than words can express. I grieve; I mourn. I will continue to do so for a long time.
You might be wondering why I referred to him earlier as "the wonder dog." Many people think it's because he does tricks. Not so.
It all started one day when Rufus and I were playing catch in the driveway with his favorite ball. It was a hot, humid day and we eventually felt the need to take a break. We both sat down in the shade, quietly enjoying the day and the moment, when he suddenly looked up at me and asked: "Max, I was just wondering. Am I really a dog?"
Ever since them, I call him "the wonder dog" -- because he was wondering.
And I, lucky man, have been blessed with his companionship.
Max Effort

Missing Velcro ...

September 29, 1997 - October 17, 2009
My beautiful handsome baby cat. How much joy you have given me ... how blessed my life because of you and your spirit. I am so thankful I was there to comfort you in the end. After 12 years of love it was the very least I could do. Your earthly eyes last saw mine and you felt my kiss as you slipped away from this world. I know you are waiting for me, and I will miss you every day and always hold your love in my heart. Thank you so much. I am so grateful that I was seen fit to share my days with you. You will always be with me. ~Momma~

Forever in our hearts ...

May 16, 1999 - November 13, 2009
Just yesterday, our dog crossed the Rainbow Bridge. She was an eleven year old Boxer dog named Bora, born on the 16th of May 1999. A few weeks ago she fought with our other dog, and afterwards couldn't walk properly anymore. We took her to the vet several times, but they couldn't find out what was wrong, but they gave her antibiotics and painkillers so she wouldn't be in too much pain. Yesterday all she could do was lie on the couch and whine. At the end of the afternoon my parents took her to the vet again, where it appeared that her hip was out of place. As that hip had already had surgery a few years ago and she was rheumatic from top 'til toe, surgery wasn't really an option. As she was in a lot of pain, she had to be put asleep. She was still sleeping when they took her to the vet, and she got an overdose of some sort of sleeping drug. We buried her next to our first dog Guido, the way she always lay down, with her head on one of her paws.
Forever in our hearts, we will meet again at the Rainbow Bridge.
My parents, Jan Dirk and Brigitte, the neighbor Hanneke, the dog left behind Loebas,
and me, Sophie

Gone too soon ...

October 1, 2006 - July 27, 2009
Gizzy was so cute when he was a puppy but I admit he grew up to be the homeliest Lhasa Apso I had ever seen. He had hazel brown nose and eyes, he was bowlegged and his front bottom tooth came in and sat back a ways so he always looked like he was missing a tooth. But none of this mattered one bit because his beauty inside outweighed his looks outside 1000 times and I would not have traded him for anything. I miss him SO much.
He had the greatest disposition and personality. I have never seen a happier dog, it was just his nature. Everything he did, he did with zest and all things were "big deals" to him. He gave 110% to everything he did. Gizzy was smart, attentive, loving, and SO devoted. He wasn't perfect but he lived to please us and would try so hard to do what he thought we wanted. Gizzy entertained us and I think he would literally dramatize some actions, just to make us laugh. I was always in awe by his antics and actions. How I will miss his purring.
When my Gizzy left, he taught me to see family through his eyes and never take anyone or anything for granted. He also taught me the value of pure appreciation of life, love and forgiveness. "Lord, please help me to be the person my Gizzy thought I was."
My beloved Gizzy brought laughter and smiles to our home but when tragedy struck and he began his journey to the Rainbow Bridge our laughter and smiles went with him. He is loved and missed SO much, life will NEVER be the same without him.

Missing my old friend ...

I lost my oldest friend this week. His name was Wrangler, a jack russell terrier. I'd like to add him to the memorial page. This has been so hard. Moreso than I expected. Thank you, Samantha Manning

In loving memory of Augie ...

August 28, 2007 - April 20, 2010
Augie was born August 28, 2007 to my Mom's cat Princess. An only kitten he was spoiled from day one. My daughter wanted a kitten, so when he was old enough to leave my Mom gave him to us. He was a special cat, laughing at his funny ways he brought us much joy. On April 20th, my son Nathan's 16th birthday, Augie had lost his usual playfulness and laid around all day. We had started him on antibiotics as he appeared to have a cold and was breathing hard. My Mom came to celebrate Nathan's birthday, never knowing it was also the last day Augie would be here. She looked at him and said he was definitely very ill and he didn't look good at all. Augie passed away that night and left a sadness to all of us. So Augie, this is for you, we loved you so much and will miss you. Mom said you crossed over the Rainbow Bridge where one day we will all be reunited again, so until then, we will find comfort in knowing you are in a better place. Rest in Peace Augie boy!
With love,
Your family, Kory, Diane, Nathan, Matthew, Angela and Kevin

In memory of Oscar ...

Journeyed to the Bridge June 7, 2010
Forever loved, forever missed.

Forever in my memories ...

I often wondered how I would cope losing Max my wonderful canine friend. Now I know. His loss is devastating. He never ever left my side and through my serious illness,he gave me the strength to recover. I only wish I could have done the same for him. He was a loving, caring and constant companion who will be forever in my thoughts.
Ralph Bennett

Previous GalleryIndexNext Gallery