Your Puppyhood…

You were the most loving puppy and so easy to house train. When you were 9 months old, you were diagnosed with hip dysplasia. You were so brave during your surgeries. You were in a confined area so you would not hurt yourself at home during your recovery and you needed help with a sling under your tummy to go out to do your business. This lasted for 3 months. Each day you gained strength and finally you could walk on your own.

Before that time for some reason you loved to blow
bubbles in the commode and even in the bathtub. I remember trying to keep all of the lids down, but you managed to still find water even in your water bowl; you loved to just blow your bubbles.

You enjoyed playing outside with your sister Brooke and cuddling with her inside. You loved to play your “hunt game” outside and check out every tree and bush. You never caught anything, but you tried. Your eyes reminded me of “angel eyes” because they had a natural eye liner at the bottom. I loved your eyes. It was like looking into the “tunnels of love” and I could see forever your love.

When you blew a ligament, you had to have another surgery. Again, you were a trooper. You handled things and life with strength and you were so laid back. You took everything in stride. I remember taking you on car rides and I would have to take paper towels because you got car sick, but you finally outgrow this.

Your Adulthood…

Over the next nine years that you were with us, you taught us how to deal with life and with strength as you endured so much with
your “disability” with your hips.
We could have given you back to the breeder, but we just could never do that. You were our baby and we wanted the best care for you.

In November 2006 you developed Cushings Disease. We almost lost you due to your reaction to the medication. Each day for 24/7
you were hand fed and cared for. You improved each day and finally could walk on your own. I was so happy to see you finally feeling better. With your PRA, you did have problems with depth preception so you did need help with coming down stairs. We always were
beside you to help you.

When we got your sistermate Breeze in May of 2005, you took over motherhood. You would lick Breeze and cuddle Breeze like she were your own puppy and Breeze gave that love back to you. Breeze always loved to “gum” your ears and you always had “wet ears”, but you loved this and it relaxed you. Breeze would lay on her
back and just gum away. The Three “B’s”..Brooke, Bridge and Breeze and what a loving threesome you were and to each other.

In January, we had x-rays done for you during your checkup and they discovered something was going on. They put you on special medication due to your liver function levels were elevated. You were tested every several weeks. You seem to be doing much better and you did rally during our Christmas holiday. You gave mommy a very special
Christmas Gift knowing that you were feeling better. That was the greatest gift of all.

This past weekend, you started to show signs of Yellow Jaundice and we rushed you to the vets emergency. They put you on IV and they were going to do a biopsy of your liver. On Monday you took a turn for the worse and Dr. C did exploratory surgery on you only to discover that you were filled with cancer inside. I cried and cried and cried. I wanted to be with you to say “I Love You”. You were still droggy from the surgery, but I know with your last beat of your heart, you knew that I was with you. Judy even sang “Over the Rainbow” for you. You went so peacefully. I take comfort in knowing that you are now healthy and running like a puppy again.

Before I went in to say goodbye and was crying, there was a very large golden retriever that came into the waiting room and he “stood up” right beside me and started licking my face and cuddling with me and I hugged him back. I know that you were communicating with this dear one because you could not lick my face so you were using him to do this for you.

Thank you, my honey Bridge, for all your love, strength and giving that you have given to all of us. You are truly an angel with those special eyes now shining brightly. I will look to the sky at night and see a special star. This star is “Bridge”, the connection between heaven and earth…and I will be with you someday.

In the spring, I will scatter some of your cremains in our memorial rose garden. I have a lock of your hair from your ears and have a special keepsake box that this has been placed along with your beautiful pictures that surround the house. No matter where I go,
you follow me….

Wait for me, my honey Bridge….
My “Bridge” called Love…

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Your Sistermate “Brooke” has now joined you on your birthday, dear ones on November 7, 2007. May you both find your ever living bond and run free and “walk the line” as you both always did..
We will follow in our hearts.

 

Our Heavenly prayers are blessings of fond remembrances,
Of all our beloved pets from our caring and loving hearts.

During this time of sharing in unison of friendship and love,
We gather together amongst the luminous pathway with the

Beauty of the everbearing roses that adorn our Heavenly journey
In our hearts and souls.

Symbolic Colors of all the love we have shared reflects
And shines through our loving hearts for our beloved ones.
Our hearts are entwined as we walk in togetherness.

A single candle in the distance
is slowly lit by His Heavenly Grace.

A flickering light that surrounds us with tranquility.

Ever so slowly, as this mystical and spiritual blessing begins with the magic touch of a single flame,
all of our Candles are carefully lit.

Our hearts are filled with endless remembrances and loving memories

Through the light of the eternal flame of love.

The gate of the pathway slowly opens as His Holy Hands release
the key to open up our hearts
as we are joined as one. Through the pathway all of our candles light to shine and to feel the love forever that will

Bring us peace and love inside.

All our Beloved Ones of creatures great and small are surrounding this
Heavenly scene of His Tender Love and Care.
Our Hearts yearn for their touches.
For in Heaven there is no beginning or end.
Our beloved ones’ spirits fill
our hearts with glowing memories.

The lighting of the eternal flame embeds
our hearts and our earthly souls.

Heaven’s blessings open up the night to halo the
skies to shine stars to encircle throughout all the lands.

We feel our beloved ones’ happiness and their forever
youthful bliss and tenderness.

There is no pain or suffering.
There is only youth, beauty
And the freedom of peace and comfort.

We feel His Holy Hands touch our hearts and our souls

With inner blessings of hope and love.
Our beloved ones are waiting patiently
at the Gateway to the Heavens,

With the blessings of an angel that spiritually presents its wings
To embrace in this love forever across
the world to feel and to see.

As We Pray in Togetherness:

O, Blessed thee that we feel this tenderness and love.
O, Blessed thee that our beloved ones are forever now free above.
O, Blessed thee our hearts are joined as one from above.
O, Blessed thee, we give thanks for all the loving memories

Through the everlasting gift of love.
Forever in our hearts as the heavens shine above.
Through all the days and nights throughout all the seasons,
The Heavens now have our beloved ones resting beside thee for all the heavenly reasons.

See our flickering candles high above in the sky
Feel our hearts glow through endless memories and unity. See our candles that now are lit forever in our hearts

Along the Pathway of Roses and
Beyond Life’s Gateway Forevermore.

Bringing us peace and bringing us hope,
In His Holy Tenderness and Care.
From our hearts with blessings always,

Amen

 

Ashley & Autumn were the most beautiful German Shepherds ever.
Ashley was Autumns mom.
Ashley was 4 years old when she had 5 puppies.
She had 4 males and one female.
We kept the little girl and named her Autumn.
Ashley loved her babies so much.
She was so happy we kept one of her puppies.
She missed the little boys when they went to new homes.
Ashley loved Autumn so much they were the best of friends.
Ashley took care of Autumn and cleaned her just like a puppy
until Ashley had to go to Heaven.
Ashley you were the best mom any puppy could ever want.

Autumn was 8 and a half when her mom had to go to Heaven.
Ashley was 12 and a half when she had to be put to sleep
on June 10 1998.
Now 4 years later on June 2 2002 Autumn had to go to Heaven.
Autumn was also 12 and a half when she had to be put to sleep.
They both had arthritis in their back legs.
I am so sorry Ashley & Autumn that mommy had to let you go.
I always wanted just one more day to kiss and hug you.

Mommy Daddy Jamie and Jeffrey love you and
miss you both so very much.
It is not the same here with out the both of you.
Sleep tight until Mommy can be with you.
I talk to you every day and tell you how much I miss
and love you. I hope you can hear me.
The only comfort I have right now is knowing you are
together once again.
You are still alive in my heart and always will be
my girl Ashley & my sweet Autumn.
You’ll be with me forever and ever.
I can’t wait to be with you again.

I love you my sweet girls.
Love ,

Mommy Daddy Jamie & Jeffrey.

Sincerely Chuck Patti Jamie & Jeffrey Turner

 

As I sit here writing this Moggs I can see your grave
from the window. I feel like my heart is breaking –
I miss you so much.
The house and my life is so empty since you’ve gone.
I can’t stop crying and I don’t know if I’ll ever be happy again.
 
I found you at the side of the road on Wednesday 11th June –
you had been hit by a car and your beautiful face had
taken the worst of the blow.
Even though I’m tortured by that image I will never forget the
way you looked when I left in that morning.
You were sitting on the patio in the sunshine looking forward to
a day of finding mice and moles to bring back to me as presents.
 
Since we buried you though it hasn’t stopped raining and
I know how much you hated being out in the rain.
I hope it’s warm and sunny where you are my darling.
I had you for 14 wonderful years since I found you in a coal shed
cold and hungry.
Since then you’ve rarely left my side.
You knew when I was upset about something and would nudge
my hand to say “it’s ok I’m here”.
I miss our ‘quiet’ time together when you would lay with me
on the bed and snuggle against my body and purr softly.
You were my beautiful little boy the child I never had.
 
Oh Moggs I would give anything to turn back the clock –
if only I had come home earlier that day if only I had kept you in
if only we hadn’t moved to this house where you had access
to the main road.
If only….
 
I cannot believe you have gone –
I keep expecting you to trot up behind me or see you sitting
on the kitchen window waiting to be let in.
 
Good-bye my sweetheart –
I will think about you every day and never
ever forget you.
 
I love you
 
Caza
XXXXX

 

Six years ago on August 11 I lost my best friend Pirate.
She was a wonderful cat a stray that wandered into my life
and I loved her so much.
If it wasn’t for her love and understanding I would have been lost
through my parents divorce. She was there for me when I
needed someone there the most.
When she passed it was a Sunday and my sister had taken her to
the emergency clinic to see what the best thing was to do for her.
I had gotten up and she was downstairs with my mom and she
couldn’t hold her head up on her own.
I held her for three hours crying,knowing what we were going to
do was what her eyes were telling me before she went with my sister.

I had my dog with me her sister and I told the dog to kiss her
sister good-bye and she did and went into the other room.
After the deed was done the song,”against all odds”
by Phil Collins came on the radio.
I connect that song with her because the words fit the situation
perfectly dealing with someone leaving and the other
person wanting them back and they can’t come back.
I have gotten through this but I have pictures of Pirate all
over the place. I even have one of her on the visor of my car.
I have a dilemma my stepfather and mother are moving and
Pirate is buried in the yard.
For the first time in almost twenty years I have to physically
leave her behind. My step dad offered to dig her up and put her
in my backyard but my mind is telling me it is not right and my heart
is telling me to go ahead with it.

I have had two dreams relating to her the first was my parents
were making the final move and my step dad was insistent on
digging her up then I woke up.
Then last nite I dreamt I had a psychic reading and she was
contacting me but I heard no sounds I could feel myself
helplessly crying.
I just want to know if she sees me when I cry thinking of her,
and if she hears me when I talk to her.
Even though I have other cats I still miss her alot
and have my moments.
After all this time she still has a huge part in
my heart and mind.

Gabrielle

 

Stanley’s life began when my husband moved to a rent house
in 1997 that was occupied previously by his cousin
who abandoned him.
My husband had to redo some things in the house before moving in
and he would feed Stanley every evening when he went to
the house after work.
He has been in our family ever since.
He was such a loving animal. When he laid next to you he held
his head high and crossed his paws he looked so regal.

Two years ago we brought home a 4 yr. old Rottweiler named Ben,
he loved Stanley and Stanley loved him.
Stanley passed on the evening of July 18th 2002.
He was old and we miss him terribly.
We buried him in the back yard and Ben lies
next to his grave looking so sad and alone.
We play with him so that he’s not so lonely but he knows that
his buddy is no longer around.

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to have Stanley live on
forever in our hearts and memories.

Monica Groce & Family

 

Well it begins when I was at school and my
sister was at home and when my mum went out side to
look for my dads cat.
She found her passed away in the old Christmas tree
and it was Christmas the next day.
But I did not know in till after school so when they
told me I wanted to go right home.
My mum did not want to bury her so we had to ring
my dad up to come home .
So to this day on she is in our back yard.

Luke

 

Duke was a Lab/Great Dane mix who I bought after my boyfriend
purchased his brother Windsor.
I had Duke for 12 years and had to put him
to sleep last June.
This is the first time I’ve written about him since his death.

He was the best dog ever.
I’ve never seen a dog who was born trained the way Duke was.
Never did he leave my side when we took walks along the river
in my hometown. He was also by my side through many of the
heartbreaks I suffered in my life including the death of my mother.
All he ever did was show me complete unconditional love.

Two years ago I noticed a golf ball sized lump on his throat.
After a series of tests the lump did not show as cancer
but it continued to grow. Finally one day Duke could not walk,
and I knew it was time to take him for the last time to the vet.

It was the hardest day of my life.
That morning my vet’s wife talked to me for an hour on the
phone reassuring me I was doing the right thing —
that he was only suffering now.
I laid on the floor with him that afternoon softly stroking him
for the last time. We went to the vet and I again laid on the
ground with him. He was very miserable but still looked at me with
that complete and unconditional love he always showed me
and that is how he was looking at me as he died.
I laid on the floor for a very long time and cried my eyes out.
Everyone left the room including my father
(who was crying and he’s a football coach!) so I could be alone
with my boy for the last time.

Some people never get a dog again.
I cried and grieved so hard over him.
Finally a week later I could not take it any more and
I went to the pound vowing to get another type of dog.
However as I walked along the rows a dog who resembled Duke
very much sat looking at me sadly in his cage.
Without meeting him I adopted him.

It is almost a year since Duke died but not a day goes by
that I don’t think of him. It has been particularly bad recently
and I can only attribute that to the fact that his death
anniversary is drawing near.
No dog will ever live up to what Duke was to me.
He will live in my heart always.
His ashes sit in a small leather trunk with an
engraved plate that says
“A friend may well be the masterpiece of creation.”
— by Ralph Waldo Emerson Now
he will always be with me and I will wait until the day
I will see him again.

Cathy

 

I found you by pure chance that cold crisp morning on
10th of January 2001.
Standing regal and proud tethered in a pen at the horse sale.
You stood out from all the other horses with you refined looks and air
of fine breeding 16.3 hands of equine power in a
liver chestnut coat.

Although not looking for a horse at the time I hadn’t had a horse of
my own for 20 years my mind started to explore the possibilities
and the seed was sown.
I sat expectantly and on edge when you proudly walked into the sale ring.
Looking every inch the aristocrat I`m not going to afford this one,
I thought perhaps just as well.
The bidding started it happened there were just two of us in the running,
myself and the local horse slaughterers.
I couldn’t believe it when the hammer fell and you were mine.
I thought what have I done but the excitement soon pushed that
thought aside and I went about the business of paying for you
buying tack and organizing transport.

I soon found you were not always the gentle giant you first appeared
to be and your size and strength were sometimes a bit too exiting when
you decided to play up.
But I lived with your little quirks and fears and felt like I had come
home at last as I rode through the country lanes on
those frosty mornings.

Your appointment with the farrier did not go smoothly
he noticed you didn’t like your off hind foot shod he said you may
have an old injury looking back that was the first sign of what
was to come but at the time it seemed nothing
to worry about.

The foot and mouth epidemic then struck in February and the
countryside became under siege you had to stay in a muddy field
for months before the situation eased much time we could have
enjoyed was lost the world stood still and the rain fell.

When late summer finally came life for us both improved a little and
riding resumed your summer coat came and you looked magnificent
you were admired by many.
The warm sun on your back eased any aches and you got the
chance to gallop freely and jump fences again.

The short summer passed and grey winter crept closer then one
day when the farrier came he could not shoe your hind hooves
you were in pain and that off hind which had always worn its iron
shoe to paper thin would not leave the ground at all.

Several attempts were made on repeat visits but it was no use.
You started to limp and the pain was getting worse;
our days of long carefree rides were over all to soon.
I knew the only option was to end your pain and in this realization
my pain began intense and strong as an iron spike in my heart.

There was nothing I could do but I searched in vain for an alternative.
I booked you in at the slaughterhouse It was an admission of defeat
the death warrant of my closest friend.
In my mind I walked with you every hour to that place
seeing every step of the way there and every step of the way
back with your redundant head collar.
I did that journey by day and I did it by night.
When the 2nd of November came I did it for real and
the pain was no easier for my previous imaginings.

I have never known such pain and loneliness and feeling of guilt
I had murdered my friend.

Nigel

 

One day I was out side playing when I through I wander
where’s Tinkerbell.
So I looked and I looked but I couldn’t find her.
But then I saw her walking in the grass I said ” come here Tinka “,
but instead she walked to the next door neighbors house
and I through to my self will she ever come back.
She didn’t then a few months later she sill didn’t came back.
Now we have moved and I will never see her again.
But to this day on I will always remember her.

That is my story how my cat was taken from me.

Love Ashleigh,

Bye Tinkabell.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

 

Hey Chewie….

We spent 15 amazing years together.
You we’re more then My puppy…
you were my best friend and companion..
I know that you were hurting
I know that the decision I made was the humanitarian one..
But why does it hurt so much.
I carry your picture with me pup..
I’ve got your ID tag on my key chain.
I’ve got a picture of you in my tool box at work
and you will always be with me in my heart..
The pain in my heart hurt so much right now.
I know your looking down on me right as I type this.
I just ask Chewie that you’ll be at the gates of heaven
when I come to be with you again….

Love always

Your brother
Ryan

 

Bugzie was my best friend
I did not know it til the the weekend he had a stroke and
I had to put my best friend to sleep.
It was sudden and happened too fast.
He was in great pain and I did what
I had to early Sunday morning May 26 2002.
It was the most painful thing I ever had to do
and I had just recovered from cancer.

I had 8 months of treatment that was
nothing compared to losing Bugszie .
We got him as a puppy 1988 – 1989.
He crIed; shed hair all over and sold him to a women.
Two days later he was back tied to the front porch
with a note he was miserable unhappy and needed a home like ours .
He was back and stayed with us for a long time
but not long enough.

I thought he’d be with me till we were both old and gray.
I forgot or just did want to think about it.
You never miss some or someone til they’re gone.
Bugzie was a white and a little tan pek
not a show dog just a loyal sweet dog
who never hurt any on even in his last hours and his pain.

He loved to sit under a tree and wait for me to return from work;
in his last days he could not climb that hill
now when I come home he is not sitting on his hill
but he is buried beneath
and I can still picture him there waiting for me to return.
We got him for my daughter in third grade.
She is a student 5th year college.

We all miss and they say that dogs don’t go to heaven.
I say they do and we’ll all be together again someday.

Tom Davies

 

If I only knew it would of been your last camping trip
I would of stayed home and got the best day with you.
I miss you so much.
I miss you when it’s nap time I miss you
when I come in the house and you’re not there
with your toy in your mouth for your favorite bone.
I miss you more then I thought would be possible.
I miss that funny smile you had
when you were so happy all the time.
I did all I could do for you and feel so bad it was not enough.
I know you’re in a safer place with your mom and dad hunting and
running in fields open wide and
looking down on me with that same sweet smile.
You’re always with me and
I do miss you my baby puppy Rocky.

With all my Love,

Marilyn

 

Poloman

I was not looking for a dog as I had 12 cats.
Who needs that again I thought to clean up and let out,and feed.
Cats by nature are more independent.
Well the day came my son was going to be 10 years old.
Mom I want a dog oh my!
I said what put that in your head I asked?
Well my friend Scott has one.
We agreed and set out to find a small dog.
I could not find any that night
so the next day my friend told me that
she was getting another Gordon Setter
and that the man had another male.
Well I gave her the money and she brought 2 home.
One was nicer marked which she took
and the other she said was mine.

I fell in love at first sight.
This dog was not going to be small but I knew it would be loved.
My son lost interest the first time the puppy messed.
That was a blessing for me as we bonded.
Later that year he became ill for 3 months he was sick.
He was losing his battle with a virus.
Then came thyroid,breast cancer
pneumonia diabetes blindness cataract surgery that failed
cancer of the toe,and then cancer through his whole body.

Some people would have given up on him but he was a fighter
and fought to the end to please me.
He lost his will to eat and I tried everything I could think of.
I told him do you know that I am with you and trying to help you?
He looked at me blank.
I told him Polo please if you love me eat this.
It was a red pepper that was always our special treat.
He did and even though he did not hold it down
he showed me that he remembered.
He refuse chicken steak turkey but not that red pepper.

I do feel he was telling that he knew
everything I was saying to him.
In the end at the vets office
I asked him do you know I am with you,
his stretched his paw out and laid it on my arm.
How could I have ever thought that I did not want a puppy.

Lois

 

I had Candy
since she was a puppy 2.5 pounds cockerpoo.
Black little fur ball filled with love.
I taught her all sort of tricks. She was smart as any dog I every knew.
I had her for 12 years. She passed on 6/20/2002.
I never felt so lost in my life.
She was my baby girl as sweet as they come.
Everyone loved her when ever they would met.

The dog next door bitten it’s owner to come outside
that when she opened the gate the dog came
over to my Candy kissed her good-bye
Jasper knew Candy wasn’t going to make it.
Animal are smarter then people give them the correct.
I know my little Candy girl is up in heaven.
One day we will met again
she will be in my heart forever.

Love your Mom,

Debbie

 

Two years ago June 18
God came and seen your pain and saved you.
I know it isn’t for me to question God’s actions
or for me to ask you to have stayed here with me and
suffer with your pain.

But On that day your pain went away
it was the first day of my Pain.
“It will be O K and It will get easier”
is what everyone says to me .
But I’m still waiting and in Pain
and it isn’t O.K. and it isn’t any easier without you.
It isn’t for me to question God but without you
I am suffering and in pain
I am hoping God sees my pain and takes me away……….
on that day it will be O.K. and easier with you by my side again.
Wait for me my Loyal Friend someday
we will be together again.

I love you and suffer everyday without you,

Tammy MacDonald

 

YOU WERE A GREAT CAT.
YOU STOOD BY US IN SADNESS.
YOU PLAYED WITH US WHEN WE WERE HAPPY.
AND YOU WERE ALWAYS THEIR WHENEVER WE
NEEDED YOU.
YOU WERE A SWEET-LOVING CAT.
YOU WILL ALWAYS BE IN OUR HEARTS AND REMAIN IN
OUR MEMORIES FOREVER.

WE LOVE YOU PEPPER AND YOU WILL ALWAYS BE THE
WIND BENEATH OUR WINGS.

WE LOVE YOU LOTS!!!!!

YOUR MOMMY MISSES YOU DEARLY.

ALISA

 

Having no children Tarbaby was my baby & there are
many things I miss about him……..

I miss the way he always looked out the window
when I was leaving……

I miss the way he greeted me when I got home…….

I miss the way he would bark at his food before he would eat……..

I miss the way he would carry his grunchy nuggets of food
to the living room drop 5 or 6 pieces out of his mouth
and eat them one by one…..

I miss the way he would carry on after eating,,,,,on his side
scooting around on the carpet & growling…….

I miss how excited he got when I would said “you want to go outside?”
He would try to scratch the door down……

I miss the gleam in his eyes when I would pick him up to
go bye-bye in the car…….

I miss having him in the car with me when I go for an errand
or to see a friend. He loved to stand up by the window and look
out or sit in my lap and help me drive.

I miss taking him to the vets and seeing him perk up when he
realized where he was……..

I miss walking him people we would pass always stopped to
pet him and say how cute he is…..

I miss dancing with him,,,,,,he would put his paw on my shoulder……..

I miss taking him to the groomers.
When I picked him up he was so proud so pretty……

I miss sleeping on the floor with him when my back was
bad or he wasn’t feeling too good………

I miss going down the pet isle at the grocery store to pick
out something special for him to eat….

I miss the time I couldn’t find him in the backyard after I planted
sago pups in black pots and there he sat amongst them.
He blended right in with the black pots.
Luckily I do have a picture of that on my fridge*****

He was always there for me through good times and not
so good times,,,,,I could always count on him……..

I miss the way my friends would carry on with him
when they came to visit,,,,,,,he loved all of them so much………

But most of all I miss the UNCONDITIONAL Love he gave
me 24/7 for over 14 years of my life…….

Thank you Tarbaby for the most wonderful moments of my life.

I love you miss you terribly and will be with you again one day.
Be happy my little buddy boy*****

Love & in my heart forever******

Mom

 

Earlier this year I lost my beloved B.J. my faithful
companion for 12 years.
Not having been sick he collapsed suddenly and when rushed
to the specialist was diagnosed with a bad heart but did not make
it through the night.
I was absolutely devastated he was such a great dog
one in a million.
I still had Misty at home his mate but she was suffering with cancer
and having constant chemo therapy she was nearly 10 years old
and unfortunately passed away just over a week ago.
It took me all this time to get over B.J.’s death and now have
this to face.

In Memory of Pets has been a great help to me
I feel through this site I still have my dogs nearby and other
peoples stories help a lot so I am not alone in my grief.

Misty and B.J. I love you both and
will always remember you.

From your very loving Mum

Sally

 

I GOT TIFFANY IN THE FALL OF 1991 SHE WAS MY FIRST
DOBERMAN I HAD. SHE WOULD HELP ME WHEN I WAS SAD,
SHE WAS WITH ME FOR 10 YEAR’S AND I MISS HER WITH
ALL OF MY HEART.
I GOT TO TELL YOU SHE WAS A BIG BABY WHEN I CAME HOME
FROM SCHOOL. SHE WAS THERE TO EAT MY HOME WORK WHEN I
WAS DONE WITH IT SHE WOULD DO ANYTHING.
SHE WOULD BIT MY MOM & DAD & MY BROTHER’S IF SHE NEW
THEY WOULD HURT ME..
SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND I COULD EVER ASK FOR..
WHEN GOD CALLED HER HOME I LOST IT.
I STILL CAN’T GET OVER HER SHE WAS A TRUE FRIEND TO ME..

I WILL MISS HER SO MUCH..
TIFFANY WAS A GOOD DOG SHE LOVED TO GO FISHING,
SHE LOVE TO WATCH TV AND SHE LOVED ME SO MUCH..
AND I WILL NOT FOR GET HER AS LONG AS I LIVE..
IT IS SO HARD TO COME HOME AND YOU ARE NOT THERE FOR ME.
I WILL NEVER FORGET THE DAY MY BOYFRIEND WALK IN THE
DOOR TIFFANY WAS THERE TO MAKE HIM GO BACK OUT THE DOOR .
THAN THEY BECOME BEST FRIEND’S AND WHEN SHE
DIED IT WAS HARD ON HIM.
WE LOVED HER SO MUCH.. AND HER LOVE IS HERE TO STAY.

I LOST TIFFANY ON MY BIRTHDAY IN SEPTEMBER-15-2002 AND
THAT WAS HARD BECAUSE MY WHOLE FAMILY WAS THERE
AND THEY NEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG WHEN THEY
SEEN ME CRYING.
I TURN 20 YEARS OLD THAT DAY I WILL NEVER FORGET HER ,
THE SAD THING OF THIS ALL IS I GET TIFFANY ON MY BIRTHDAY
IN 1991 SHE WILL BE WITH ME SOMEDAY WHEN WE MEET..

WE ALL MISS YOU TIFFANY SO GO PLAY NOW WE WILL SEE YOU SOON…
MY MEMORIES ARE WITH YOU ALL THE TIME.
GO NOW DON’T BE SAD I WILL SEE YOU SOON…

LOVE ALWAYS,

MOMMY & DADDY

PS. HERE IS A LOT OF KISSES TO YOU
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