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Rudy was and still is everything to me! This is coming from the heart and personally I’m sitting here crying thinking about my dog Rudy.

Rudy was neat……NO He was better then neat. He was great and terrific! He was everything I needed. He was always there for me. When I didn’t eat my mom’s food he was always there to eat it. When I needed a shoulder to cry on he was there. When I was sick and feeling icky he was there laying with me. When I was cold in the winter he was there to keep me warm.
When I came home from school he was there for me. And since Rudy has passed away I’m nothing without him. He was always helped me through everything. When I was younger he wouldn’t let anyone hurt me.

To me that’s a true dog and
loyal friend!
To me Rudy was
more then true!!!!!

I love you Rudy!
I miss you with all my heart!!
Love always and forever!!!!!

Heather

Misi was a orange/white striped cat with white paws and under belly. She was very spirited and would only do what she wanted unless you made her. She was not cuddly but had very soft thick long fur. We were together just 3 years but I loved her so. We were coming back from my brother’s baseball game (they lost) and were driving up our driveway when we saw her just lying there in the grass. I thought she was just playing an old game where she would lay down and wait for me to get three inches from her and then jump up and run!

Well my mom wouldn’t let me go near her so my step-father did. He got near to her but she did not move. He touched her and she was cold. At that point I broke down crying and ran to my room. She was the only pet that was only mine I finally owned my own animal. About 2 months before this we lost our 12 year old cat Mickey who had to be euthanized by our vet for an ear tumor. We had had him since he was a kitten.

Brittany

My Dear Cali

I remember how you adopted our Family rather than we adopted you and taking you in was a gift from God. You brought so much joy love comfort and laughter into our lives. You always knew when I was sad. You would come and comfort me. When you became ill we tried so hard to save you but It was beyond our control. Just know as the song says
“We will always Love you”
and that is forever!!!

But I know you have sprouted wings and are flying all over the places you loved so much. I wonder if you can see the tears that are falling as I write this. It is because
I miss you so much.

I love you Cali.

Alice

Just want to say that I miss her so much feel very empty without her. God be with you. We will meet again in Gods land. I wish I could type a poem but words cannot describe how I feel.

Laura

I first saw him in the big run with his mother and littermates in the spring of 1990. My companion who had once been active in showing dogs wanted to get a new puppy. He found a small breeder who had a litter for sale and we went to see the pups. We got there just as a thunderstorm was ending and there was this big blocky pup and his brother sitting outside the doghouse soaking wet. He was reserved and dignified already in his manner and instantly won our hearts. Buddy was his call name short for “Baude Siah az Kuh” which is Persian for
“Dark Wind of the Mountain”.

When he came home we found that he was intelligent as well. He was housebroken in a day and learned his commands (in English and German) in a couple weeks. When he was old enough he began his show career. In addition to AKC Conformation Buddy was a photographer’s and runway model (for fashion shows my companion was a tailor). Buddy went to the shop with him every day and made a great number of friends among the customers. Buddy loved the attention especially in the show ring. His favorite show was one that used to be held in January in the mountains. Usually the temperature was cold enough to burn your skin unless you were wearing gloves but Buddy wanted to walk around the whole show grounds for as long as we could stand being outside.

My comapnion Adolpheus owed his life to Buddy. Adolpheus’ shop was on old two story building in an “artsy” part of town. Buddy liked to nap at the top of the stairs where he could watch the customers come and go but where he was not easily seen.

Late one afternoon two young men entered the shop and one started asking about buying some trousers. When Adolpheus took him to the back of the shop to show him what was available the second man pulled a gun in a robbery attempt. Uttering one powerful bark Buddy sprang from the stairs aimed at the man’s throat. The man dropped his gun in attempting to defend himself and was fortunate to escape with only a severely injured wrist. The second man tried to flee out of what he thought was a back door but was only a reflection of the front door in a mirror.

When he realized escape was impossible he fell to his knees and begged for mercy. Buddy sat down in front of the terrified man until the police arrived. The second man was arrested a few days later in another robbery attempt. His wrist was still bandaged.

Even though he was a big (80 lb.)dog Buddy loved to cuddle and many times at night he would lay on one of our laps as we watched TV. In his mature years Buddy and Adolpheus were well known at dog shows. Buddy’s manner of approaching the ring was often called “Moses parting the Red Sea” for the way his mere presence caused people to move
without any prompting.

In the fall of 2000 Buddy developed a stiffness in his right foreleg. When the condition did not improve we took him to the vet where the doctor found bone cancer. There was nothing we could do except to keep him comfortable. Even amputating the leg would not guarantee that the cancer would be removed. Two days after Christmas we spent a sleepless night watching over Buddy as he whimpered in his sleep (he would never admit to pain while awake). In the morning we took him back to the vet.

After examining Buddy the doctor said “The tumor has doubled in size in what…two weeks?” We knew Buddy was suffering and that it was time for him to go home. After all God won’t let you keep such magnificence on earth for long. We bade him goodbye that day the “great big Afghan” the loving and gentle Afghan the “Dark Wind of the Mountain” Buddy.

P.S. My companion
Adolpheus died in
November of 2001.
They are together again.

Michael

In loving memory of my dog Lulu who we lost to cancer on May 31 2002. You are no longer in pain. I know you’re in a much better place.

You will be greatly missed.

Love

Your Family

Goldie Bear was with me only one year. I adopted him from a shelter because no one else wanted him. He was already about 12 years old. He was a most wonderful and loving buddy and companion. I thought I would never love another dog as much as my previous dog Sheba but Goldie Bear broke my heart once again with his passing just two days short of having given me much joy for a whole year.

Rest in peace
my wonderful little friend.

Dietrich

You were our very special baby boy. From the day you came home from the hospital we knew you were unique. You filled our lives with joy amusement and unconditional love. We miss you very much and you will remain in our hearts forever. We will see you and your sister Hobbitt
again in Heaven.

Love

Mommy & Daddy

Herbie

You were a constant companion to all of us. Your unconditional love will always be with us. It was so hard for all of us to let you go. But we know you are in a much better place. We will never forget you. And we know you will be waiting for us on the other side.

Love

Mom Dad Dennis
and your best buddy Chris

Punkin Kitty we will miss You dearly. You were taken away from us way too soon. we will miss all the presents you have brought us and the “get the buggy” game you’d play with us. Your love and devotion we will allways remember. You brought only joy to us.

We will miss you “Ozzball”.
May you rest in peace my friend
Love

Marty Judy Joey and Nicole.:(

My Dearest Baby

Words can’t even express the heartache I’ve felt since you passed away. The memory of the first time I held you in my arms will be buried inside me forever. You were the love of my life and forever will be. You’ve brought so much joy to my life no one will ever know. I would give anything to hold you look into your big round eyes and kiss you on the nose one last time. You will be missed and you’ll never be forgotten. Rest in peace my little nugget. Be a good girl. Mommy loves you.

Love

Mommy

26 May 2002 6.40pm the day and time Lady gained her freedom from the twice daily dosage of insulin. Lady a black Dachshund she was about 13 years old when she left us. We do not know the exact date of birth as she was dragged from underneath a pickup truck near my parentÆs home. Someone who responded to our lost pet notice had informed us that a black dog was seen hiding under a trunk. She was covered in engine oil when I pulled her trembling body out from darkness.

Though we didnÆt intentionally want to keep her she naturally became a part of our family very soon as she got to adjust to our lifestyle and we came to accept her in the family. I did not pay much attention to her in the first couple of years and often take her for granted. About 8 years back she had a really nasty cut under her right eye and both my sister and me had to diligently clean up her wound daily for 6 months.

It was during this period that we developed stronger relationship and bonding with her as we witnessed how strong and sensible she was as she quietly let us cleaned up her open wound (a painful process) and fed her with her medication. In the following years she was warded in the animal hospital multiple times for tooth extraction and cyst removals. Never has she once rejected her medication and expressed her suffering and pain.

At 2001 year end she was unfortunately diagnosed with Diabetics. We took extra care in watching her diet and in giving her 2 dosages of insulin a day. Until today I still cannot bring myself to give her the injection and it is all thanks to my Maid Tini and my sister for helping me out.

As we shuttled her to and fro the Animal Hospital beginning of this year to work out the balance level of the insulin quantity to her diet she was responding well when we finally worked out the combination around early March. Since then she no longer had to be caged up in the hospital due to monitoring and was able to live her usual routine life at home. I often made it a point to be home just to see her and to make sure she is fine doing the typical things she does like waging her strong little tail anxiously waiting for her dinner to be prepared tailing me whenever she wants a little pat and hug.

Every day without fail she would make it a point to welcome you at the doorway (unless it is dinner time she will be in the kitchen mostly) and could give her little acknowledgement by touching her cold little nose on your ankle. When I was down she would come to me and just lied around my feet to tell me I have got her. She had taught me how important it is to treasure and appreciate all my loved ones when they are still around me and how to live
my life without regrets.

In the wee-hour of 26 May morning my sister called and informed me that Lady is suffering from continuous seizure. I rushed over and saw that she was lying on her favourite towel as she let out soft moan. As I squatted next to her she wagged her tail a little and I sensed she knew I was near her. We quickly brought her to the animal hospital thinking that this was just another usual fit due to low glucose level.

After the initial diagnosis the news was not good and we were told that her brain could be affected due to the continuous fit that may have deprived her brain from oxygen. We could only hope the seizure was reversible. At 2.15pm the hospital called and informed that she was sound asleep. When we next received a call from them at 2.45pm we were told her condition is not stable and we should pay her a visit soon.

My sister and I rushed down to see that she was wrapped up in many layers of clothes as her temperature has gone down. She was awake but not responding to us. We were told these were signs that her brain could be affected and she could be in a coma state. At 4.30pm the nurse removed the clothes and checked her body temperature she was having a fever. The vet told us that the body was unable to adjust itself to the right temperature and she may not made it through the night.

Both our hearts collapsed. Eventually my sister seeked my opinion to give her euthanasia to free her from the suffering and possible pain. The initial thought was unbearable and was simply unacceptable. As I cried and looked at her weak body attempting to catch each of her breath I gave my consensus and informed my other sister to quickly come over.

While awaiting at around 6.30pm with myself and my sister by her side she stopped breathing. I cried hysterically and the vet rushed over the revived her her heart was still beating weakly though her breathing has stopped. My sister told them not to attempt to revive her and to give her the injection to free her from the suffering. I requested to carry her in my arms one last time before the procedure begun. She seemed to choke a little when I lifted up her head to tell her how much I will miss her and how much I love her. Thereafter the injection was given to her and she left us after 1 min at 6.40pm.

The pain is tremendous as I feel a strong sense of guilt not knowing if I have done the right thing. Was the decision really to end her suffering or was it to end my own selfish suffering? I will not know the answer only God knows and I hope he will give me the answer soon. We miss you Lady and you will always have a very special place in our hearts and we thank you for being such a great companion
for the past 12 years.
Forever miss by all
who loves you.

She will be cremated at
3pm on 29 May 2002.

Lin Sian Lin Yi
Lin Fen Daniel and
the See Family

A tribute to Cera:

Cera was named after a charcter from the movie “The Land Before Time” She was a beautiful calico with long hair. She looked like her momma. I miss her so very much. I knew she going to die when the Vet told me she was fighting liver-cancer. I knew Cera wasn’t going to make it. The time came when I knew I had to put her down. I wouldn’t watch so my son walked in with her. He kept holding her little paw and talked to her but she seem to be looking for me. So I did come in the room after my son called me. After I did She seem to be more relax and so after that she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

I have placed flowers for her in a special place. I miss her so very much. I love you Cera. I can still Feel Your Love Tonight and
every night.

xoxo

Rosemary

Miss you.

Laura

Buffy

You will be missed by Brandy Tim & Alex. You were a very special part of our lives and we will never forget you. We hope we will be able to hold you again one day and hear your beautiful purr once more.

We love you Buff!

To Felix (our wee man). You came into our lives as a little stray kitten. You were so loving never cross so funny and so playful. You enjoyed life so much and were friendly with everyone even Bonnie our dog and Smudgie our other cat. We all just loved you so very much. Just before your accident you had been so ill we thought we would loss you many times but you pulled through and we all had been overjoyed. Little did we know that you would be knocked down a few weeks later.

It broke our hearts to loss you just 6 months after you came into our lives. We couldn’t believe it when we found you lying in the road just beside our home. You were barely alive and we thought you would pull through. We were all so heartbroken when the vet said there was nothing he could do. You had suffered terrible head and spinal injuries.

We had no choice but to put you to sleep your ‘Daddy’ Joe stayed with you. We would have done anything wee man for you to have lived but it was not to be. We buried you in the garden. We all miss you so much and have cried so much. We will always miss you so much little Felix. You were only here a short time but gave us so much love —

we will never forget you.
XXXX

Jayne

This tribute is for the 43 American Pit Bull Terriers that were first victimized by Human Greed and Lust for Violence then subsequently victimized and executed by the agencies that were supposed to protect them. This was the 3rd largest seizure in the USA of pit bulls suspected of being used in fighting. These 43 American Pit Bull Terriers one of which was a nursing mother with three-week-old puppies were seized in Newton NH one cold January day in 2002. They were seized in an alleged dog-fighting ring. They were yanked from the only home many of them knew and then brought to the Cruelty Prevention agency in NH.

During the raid and subsequent captivity these dogs never showed any aggressiveness towards the people involved. In fact many of them licked the faces of the officers as they seized them. These dogs were hungry not for blood but for love and kind attention from any human willing to give it.

At the so called “safety” of the shelter they were isolated never allowed out doors or out of their prison cells for play time. They received only minimal care and were seen as liabilities not as living creatures with emotional needs as well as physical needs. Fortunately two of the dogs were transfered to a local caretaker that did bring them outdoors to feel the grass on their feet and the sunshine on their backs.

These two dogs were treated as any other companion would be with love and understanding. Those two dogs were known by their caretaker as Angel and Sarah. They knew love and what the “good life” felt like until they two were taken back by the agency to be executed a very long ten days later. It is inhumane that these two dogs finally realized at least for a few months that life could be good only to face that cold reality that it was never meant to be good for THEM.

Angel and Sarah were forced to spend the last days of their lives away from the only person that ever showed them pure love and kindness. Angel and Sarah or D3 and D4 (the “agency’s” name for these 2 beautiful dogs) were forced to live in isolation and fear under the care of people that would later be taking their last breath away. Because they were UNFAIRLY and INSUFFICIENTLY evaluated their “saviors” having been sworn to protect them deemed it “humane” to execute them all even the youngest of puppies! Angel and Sarah’s caretaker knowing full well that there was a possibility of them being taken from her and executed agreed to open her home and heart to them.

She cared enough about them as individuals to give them the dignity of a name and not just a case number. The remainder of the dogs were known by their evidence numbers as D1-D43. Two dogs were “euthanized” for health reasons as reported by the agency. The remaining 41 were executed because they were deemed “unsafe”. This was an injustice for at least six of the dogs which were never evaluated. The agency reported that they were ALL individually evaluated. Please remember all of these dogs. They were not the first to die because of dog fighting abuse and won’t be the last. Please remember that we as society cannot solve the problems of animal abuse by killing the victims. Please don’t let these dogs’ deaths be in vain. For their accused abuser he gets a fair jury trial. He gets outside time visitation rights and is not isolated from other humans. These dogs weren’t afforded the luxury of a trial or visits from those of us that cared about them.

ALL 43 of these victims were deemed guilty and sentenced to death even though they did nothing wrong but be born. Chances are if the 43 were any other breed of dog besides the American Pit Bull Terrier their captors would not have so readily sought execution as the only viable solution. It is a shame that this can happen in a HUMANE SOCIETY. Dog fighting in all its cruelty is running rampant today. We must all do our part to see that it is not allowed to become “an acceptable” form of entertainment for our generations to come.

Get involved.

Please do not blame the American Pit Bull Terriers they did not choose their captors. The American Pit Bull Terrier has been living until recently for hundreds of years without incident in our society. American Pit Bull Terriers in the thousands live daily lives showering their families with love and devotion. Thousands of these dogs live peacefully and safely with other animals and children. Our first war dog hero was an American Pit Bull Terrier.

Many agencies employ American Pit Bull Terriers for drug sniffing rescue work border control therapy dogs police work and even as assistance dogs. Petey from Little Rascals fame was a PIT BULL. We must remember…dogs involved in the very cruel “sport” of dog fighting are forced to fight. Those dogs that do not fight or surrender in the ring are beaten and killed by their owners for “shaming” them and to avoid rumors that they breed and sell inferior dogs.

These dogs are pumped full of steroids dehydrated before a fight to minimize blood loss beaten and relentlessly conditioned. Yes dog fighting does exist today behind closed doors. It is not limited to inner cities. No one can escape the fall out of dog fighting rings in their communities. Domestic violence killing of bait animals guns drugs and organized crime go hand in hand with dog fighting.

You may think that your community is immune from dog fighting crimes but no community no citizen is. Dog fighting can be found in high class neighborhoods as well in its’ inner city form..”street fighting”. Street fighting is where two people usually young men pit their leashed dogs against each other for money but more frequently and importantly for status. In addition street fighters may also encourage their dogs to be aggressive towards people. This is against the nature of the breed for they have been bred to love people.

To induce aggressiveness dogs are often beaten and physically tortured. Yet when you see these dogs behind the shelters’ doors they show only love towards people. They have done what many of us in similiar circumstances would never be able to do…they have “forgiven” the human race for the torture they have endured. The body count from both types of fighting is high: both losers and winners of the fights dying from infected wounds dehydration broken bones missing teeth etc.

Those dogs and cats that are listed in local newspapers as “free to a good home” or allowed to stray unsupervised end up as bait animals. Bait animals are rendered completely defenseless (so as to not injure the prized fighting dog) and torn apart by the fighter while the spectators watch with glee. The American Pit Bull Terrier in the hands of loving responsible people who are willing to train socialize and restrain them properly are the most wonderful companions one can ever imagine. Their desire to please people their loyalty to their owners their strength (physically and psychologically) their intelligence and their trainability are sadly the exact reasons that “bad people”
have chosen to exploit this breed.

Our rights to choose canine companions of this breed will be taken away by evil people whose only reason for choosing an American Pit Bull Terrier is greed and need to intimidate others. We must stop this exploitation of the APBT because if we don’t any other breed may be chosen to be the next victim of dog fighting cruelty and pursuant breed prejudice. Dog fighting isn’t just violence against animals it involves violence against people. Dog fighting raids have uncovered illegal weapons drugs and even children participants. The American Pit Bull Terrier is NOT the enemy. The enemy is the criminals that get
away with these crimes.

We must push for stronger laws and stronger sentencing for people found guilty of dog/animal fighting activity. In some states dog fighting and attending a dog fight are only misdemeanors. We must work as a unified society to make dog fighting and dog fighting related offenses felonies in the entire United States and U.S. owned territories. We must push our legislators to mandate proper evaluation and fair evaluation of dogs seized in dog fighting raids for these dogs are the true VICTIMS and not the criminals in these scenarios.

Please remember Angel Sarah and D1-D43. Please send them love at the Rainbow Bridge….for now at last they have truly been saved from the “bad men” and the “good” people that took their lives. These dogs are now free to play with each other (there is no one forcing them to fight at the Bridge) bask in the sun and feel the grass on their paws. Let’s put an end to such horror by actively joining hands to find alternate solutions to executing the victims and ending animal fighting
across the world!

From All Friends

In memory of my horse Sabre.

Sabre we had a short 13 years together. You were my best friend and I will never forget you. I think of you often. I miss you and I am comforted that you are resting in a better place. I loved you when you were alive and now you are gone I will continue
to love your memory.

Good Bye old friend.

Chris

Noah

It’s been a short time since you left me but I wanted you to know how much I loved you. You brought so much love to me that I cannot put them into words. You gave me 16 years of love friendship and companionship and I wanted you to know how much my heart still aches for you.

I miss you not being there to greet me when I come home or to snuggle next to me when I lay my head down for the night. Your sister Keyna also misses you alot but I’m sure she knows you’re in a better place. I hope you are no longer in pain and hope you know that I did what I did to bring you peace. Although it was one of the hardest things I ever did I know you are in heaven running and playing like you always did.

Please know that mommy
loved you with all her heart
and I will never forget you.
I love you my boopy boy and
I miss you so.

Mommy Denise

Kali was only with me for a short time. She was a stray that I adopted 4 months before a car hit her. She was about a week away from bringing life into this world when hers was suddenly taken. Her kittens didn’t even have a chance to experience life but abruptly experienced death.

Kali you were an energetic loving caring and nurturing friend. You were so beautiful. You will be in my heart along with all my other lost friends. I don’t even have a picture of you to remember you by but your beauty could never be forgotten.

Rest In Peace baby girl
and your babies too.

Sonja