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PALS 2002 VIRTUAL MEMORIAL
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To my black lab, Lady , I shall miss your sweet kisses, your warm tongue and romantic evenings spent in your strong paws.
For Jasmine, our precious little Chocolate Lab. She had diabetes and only lived to be 8 & a half, but she was the best dog in the world. We miss you terribly, but are glad you don't have to itch your ears all day long anymore. We know you are swimming out to fetch frisbee-shaped clouds in heaven now, and walking between many angels' legs in greeting. Thank you for letting us say goodbye. We will see you someday on that golden shore.
Dozer 10-18-01 to 06-17-02 We miss you so much, you were like a child to us. You were our world.
In Memory of our baby Princess.A border collie that didnt know she wasnt human. We are so sorry we could watch the vet easy your pain and let you go. Our lives will not ever be the same without you. You gave us the best 10years of your live even when you were sick You manage to try to keep our spirits up.We will love you and miss you forever our Princes. oxoxoxo
For Cheetarah, my beloved Scottish Fold cat of almost 11 yrs. I will miss your "sweet" face,"loving" personality and "you" cuddled up on my pillow every night. Your brother, Banzai, is very sad without you, but I've told him that one day we will all meet in Heaven. I hope you have friends to play with there and tons of catnip! Love, Mommy & Doug
For Lilly, our white lady, most gentle and loving, your blue and green eyes will burn in our hearts forever.
In loving memory of a faithful companion for 14 years. I will forever miss your "Garfield" eyes, your vocal outbursts, your nudging my hand for that special little pat on the head, the comfort I felt when you laid in my lap. I will miss your following me like a little puppy, your little paws tapping down the hallway when I called you when it was time for bed. I will love you always.
To the one cat who brought love to our family, became a sibling with dogs, and always held her head high even in her last days. We will cherish the memories and you will always be in our thoughts. Thanks for being such a great friend for 19 wonderful years. Rest in Peace my friend we will miss you so much. Love with all our hearts, your family.
Hobie May 20, 2002. We will miss your Loving Look and Sweet Face. Mommy & Daddy
AMBER WAS A VERY LOVING, TIMID PIT BULL. SHE WAS THE BEST DOG ANYONE COULD ASK FOR AND A PART OF OUR FAMILY. DEFINITELY A MANS BEST FRIEND. SHE WILL GREATLY BE MISSED. SHE DIED ON MAY 7, 2002. SHE WILL ALWAYS BE REMEMBERED!!!!
"B.J." was not only a pet but a dear friend to our family or humans and animals. He was only two years old and had his whole life ahead of him. He shall be deeply missed http://www.angelfire.com/fl2/heavensenttwh/bjtribute.html
Kallie Ann Downs born March 1986. Came into my life May 1986. Her spirit left me April 25th,2002 around 3pm. I had almost 17 years with you but I wanted 17 more than still another 17.It hurts knowing you aren't here, I go in my bedroom and there's no lump under the covers. I get up from the couch & expect you to take my spot. Even opening a jug of milk & seeing the plastic ring you loved to play with hurts.I'm glad I was with you in your final hours. It was so hard seeing you & telling you it was okay to leave, when it was breaking my heart to say that. I love you & will always miss you. Dad, Muffin, Puffin, Mitzi & Rumble miss you also.
On April 19, 2002 my cat Caspar died of a heart attack. He would have been 15 yrs old on Aug. 9, 2002. I love you Caspar I will never forget you. You were the best thing that has happened to me. I raised you and your brother Wicca since you were tiny kittens. All your brothers miss you very much. I know that you are in heaven with my mother and that you are probably playing with the other pets in heaven. Rest in peace my little baby that MOM loves you very much and will never forget you. Your Mom Marty
April 17, 2002...I will always remember you. You were such a good dog. You liked to run and play with the kids. If we threw a ball, you went and got it but you didnt want to give it back, so we had to chase you to get you to drop it. It made me sad to think that I did not have a chance to say goodbye, but you knew that you were loved. You will always be in our hearts. Thank you for giving us years of laughter and years of companionship. The first time we saw you we knew that we had to take you home. I wish we could have made you well again, but you did give us 12 or 13 good years. I know that it was just your time to go. I know that you are running and chasing kids and chasing frizbees and playing catch somewhere in heaven. I know that you are no longer in pain. We will remember you always. I will keep you always in my heart. We love you, Mikey.............
Sasha my precious little girl...you will never be forgotten! I hope you like your resting place little girl. You will be protected by two new friends that will watch over you at your gravesite.
Love you so much!
Grandma
Sasha my precious little girl...you will never be forgotten! I hope you like your resting place little girl. You will be protected by two new friends that will watch over you at your gravesite.
Love you so much!
Grandma
Cuddles was a very loving son and a good friend to those he knew .He was full of love and compassion for life. He past on 12:04am April 12,2002.He was Loved by Mom ,Dad and Grandpa. Letting him go was the hardest thing to do. He is with my mother now and is no longer in pain from shortness of breath or having seizures anymore . He was the kind of Dog that loved everyone he met.He will be greatly missed by a lot of people .
Rest in peace (Cuddles ) Janurany 9,1990 to April 12,2002
Love Mom ,Dad and Grandpa
Dundee, This is a very hard day for your mom & dad. Tomorrow you will be going to doggy heaven. You are a 15 1/2 years old Airedale that has given us the best 15 1/2 years of our lives. Your body is giving out on you and it isn’t far to you to let you keep going on like that. So daddy and I are going to let you go to heaven and get a new body. You are going to miss you very much that you will never know. We won’t say GOOD-BY, we will say SEE YOU LATER IN HAEAVEN!
Till them, We love you, Mom, Dad
Dundee, This is a very hard day for your mom & dad. Tomorrow you will be going to doggy heaven. You are a 15 1/2 years old Airedale that has given us the best 15 1/2 years of our lives. Your body is giving out on you and it isn’t far to you to let you keep going on like that. So daddy and I are going to let you go to heaven and get a new body. You are going to miss you very much that you will never know. We won’t say GOOD-BY, we will say SEE YOU LATER IN HAEAVEN!
Till them, We love you, Mom, Dad
I would like to thank my old organe tabby cat his name is rugrat I HAD TO GIVE HIM UO TO DEATH AT THE ANIMAL SHELTTER he has done so much
I love phoenix 4ever
I love phoenix 4ever
I love phoenix 4ever
I love phoenix 4ever
March 30, 2002
Sassy you have been gone since March 4, 2002 and the pain of your loss feels like it was just yesterday. There isnt a day that goes by that Mommy and Brandi doesnt think about you. Recollections of memorys of you always in my mind. We came home last night with McDonalds, opened the door and Sass I expected you to be right there. If only we could have one more chance with you. Just when I think the pain is easing up it slams me again and it hurts so bad. We miss you and love you. Please keep youre spirit here with us Sassy and keep giving us signs baby that youre still here where you belong. I love you Sassy, Mommy
To My Babies,
In December I lost both of you within 2 weks 19 and 23.. in love always and meant ot be together, eventhough mommy doesn't want it to be so. It is now almost April and I miss you 2 so. My heart hurts so much... Friskey... I wish you couls kiss away my pain....Mommy and Daddy love you now and forever...
to our babies... never fogotten inour hearts...
momma and daddy.
Sarah and Chris allinson
To My Babies,
To My Babies,
I know for some people that losing their dog would not be a big deal. I had Gizmo since she could fit into the palm of my hand. She was always a cantankerous little beast, never minding and always in trouble. I loved her with all my soul though. She was always there when I needed a kind lick in the face or just something to hug when I had a stressful day. She rode with me for over a year in the car everyday when I first got her. She was on most every hike or outing I went on until the years slowed her so much that she could not keep up. Even then I used to carry her to where I was going so she would not feel left out. She rode on my CBR1000 in a tank bag with reckless abandon, sniffing the air with impressive enthusiasm and never once wanting to get off at the end of the day. In the last year or so my friend slowed considerably. Gizmo was unable to do the things she once did. She was on several drugs for her liver and her steadily decreasing mental alertness. Faye and I used to joke and call her "dumb dog" when she would get stuck somewhere in the house because her reverse gear didn't work so well anymore or when she would wonder for hours seemingly looking for something, but never finding it. I think we did this to help ourselves deal with the fact that our little friend was leaving us a little at a time. Through all this she seemed to be in no pain. Yes she was walking slowly and wobbling a bit, but she never cried out in pain or ever whimpered. Gizmo gave to me a gift that I will never forget. A gift of friendship and a gift of unconditional love. Because of this I owed it to her to care for her until the very end. Sometimes making or changing my own plans around her so that she would have the care and comfort she needed as an old dog. To this end I was caring, protective and even anal about making sure my old friend was ok. I gave to her many things, but she returned much more. She returned to me the things that you think about late at night when you can't sleep and your mind wonders from thought to thought. The things that make you warm inside and quietly chuckle to yourself. Things like the time I had her up in the hills years ago and she lost track of where I was. I searched for what seemed to be an hour, but could not find her. Finally I went back up the trail again to look for my friend. This time after a few minutes I spotted my little friend slamming down the trail towards me at full on dog speed. Bending down towards her she leaped the last few feet slamming into me and knocking me off my balance and onto the cold wet trail. I didn't even notice all the mud and yuk that now covered me. I was quickly being covered with a little wet dog who as I was, very happy to see each other. Or the time I was hiking through the heavy brush trying to get down to a river. Stopping every so often to check on the progress of Gizmo trailing behind, only to find that she had taken a short cut on a fallen tree the lead to the river. The only problem? She has miscalculated the diminishing diameter of the fallen tree. Just as I turned and saw her predicament she slipped off the tree and hung there by her front feet. I back tracked a few steps just in time to grab her up and keep her safe. I laughed for quite some time on that one. She on the other hand seemed content to now continue towards the river at a more dog friendly level, leading the way as she usually did with me trailing behind. I could go on and on with the stories and events that lead to the special friendship that Gizmo and I shared. Or the way that my new wife Faye had bonded with that smelly old bad breathed dog, not even knowing how lively and spirited she once used to be. I have gone through the house, gathering her positions. Her favorite ball, her hiking clothing, all the old and warn leashes she had gone through. Her bowls now vacant and empty along with her half empty bad of food. I store all these things in an empty cupboard. This cupboard now holds all the precious things that remind me of my lost friend. I store them away so that the pain might be hidden from me for a few minutes or maybe a few hours. I think about washing the wet nose prints from the sliding glass door, but decide they really don't look so bad now as I once used to think. I have taken a few of her favorite things and placed them in her grave along side her. Included was a badly warn ball, her favorite jacket and a hamburger which I could not eat. As I shovel the first few loads of dirt onto my friend I pause and tell her how much she will be missed, how sorry I am not have been there when she passed and needed me most. How my life was touched by her and how it will forever be changed. I finish the job and decide to plant one of my future bonsai trees on her grave so that it might grow strong and tall and not be dwarfed as I had indented. Gizmo was an old dog with many miles on her. An old dog that was my friend, my buddy, my 16 year pal. She will be sadly missed, often thought of, but never never forgotten.
Wendel
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