You were such a huge part of our everyday lives. We miss how you would make sure that you were always in the same room in order to be close by. When you were young, you would run and jump through the tall grasses and the deepest snow never running out of energy. As you …
Many of us have had to ask ourselves what to do when the best of the best, angelic like friend, who has loved you for so long unconditionally, for so many years, is old, ill and fading fast. I just had to make that decision 5 months ago and today. My beloved Bella Duvet and …
Iggy, you brought so much happiness to our family. We miss you so much. The house is much too quiet with out you. I miss hearing you walking around at night, checking on each of us as we slept, you always made sure we were safe. I miss you barking at every person, car, and …
Oh..dawg-friends, my person and friends lit a candle last night for one of my furry Dawg-friends back in the Midwest.. Dawg-friend slowed down and passed to the open land with no fences where Dawg -friend can chase Frisbees without stopping, grab chocolates and pure butter off the counter when the master cook in the kitchen …
Our Sweet Tasha, We miss you every day, your little kisses you would give us every day, And how sweet you were to everyone unless they came up behind us on a dark night, then we felt how protective you were to your family. We cannot ever replace you, and we will always miss you …
My Big beautiful Fritz, I miss you everyday. That huge head and muzzle of yours – how it used to seem you knew exactly what I was saying to you. How you used to come into the living room and lay beside my chair, and follow me around like the best friend you were to …
I miss you every time I am sitting at my desk studying. I’d have my late-night second dinner, and you’d sit, sometimes for hours, staring at me and hoping for a little morsel. I always acquiesced. You’ve been gone for more than a month now, and I still expect to see you whenever I take …
Ranger came into our lives as a warm, furry cuddly puppy in May of 2003. My son, James picked him out of the litter, and after a quick health check up by Mom, he was taken home. He had a happy life, running in the yard, playing with kids, occasionally chasing a chicken. He was …