Dagny, We all miss you. New Moon has taken over the training of humans and seems to have Misty well in hand. I sent you some tummy skritchies through New Moon. There is still a Dagny-shaped hole in this house. Thank you so much for giving me those last two months. I hope you have a wonderful new home. Love always, DJ

Hi Daisey where ever you are I am guessing you are in rainbow bridge you were the one who made my life so happy you were a speacial hamster and I love you and miss you I have a new hamster her name is panda and soon you two can run in the grass at rainbow bridge soon i will pick you up iat rainbow bridge scoop you up in my arms and love you forever

goodbye my sweet daiseypie

It was hard to let you go, but you gave it your all, all the way to the end. No matter how bad your days were, you were always happy and enthusiastic when I got home. I miss you.

I still remember the day Mom and Dad brought you home to me......a little ball of white fur! You were like my baby! Then, when I went to college, you had to stay with Mom and Dad, and I missed you so much! I hope you are happy in Doggie Heaven! Dani

Dearest Daisy,We miss you more than words can say. You were such a sweet and innocent girl. It isn't fair that you were taken away from us. You will always be daddy's little girl and mommy's Miss America. We will love you always and forever. Scott, Cassandra, and Cosmo

Daisy, I miss you so much! The day that I brought you and Roscoe home from the pet store was the best day! Roscoe misses you too and so do your little babies! You were always such a good little Mother...none of the little pups lived after you died. They were just too tiny and Roscoe tried his best to be a good Daddy to them; they needed you! You were the best Gerbil and you were the first one I had ever had. I miss you sweet Daisy! Please rest in peace. I know that you are in Pet Heaven watching over us!

Daisy my beautiful Champagne Hooded doe taken from me too soon, you were only 10 months old. Why did you die? I found you in your tube where Tobi groomed you contently at least Tobi got to say goodbye, I never did...but we will meet again don't worry, just wait for me and visit me with your spirit. Tobi looks for you, she is missing you now...Alaska is too young to understand she didn't know you like Tobi did. You were a "one-in-a-million" rat, anyone would of thought you were a buck the way you licked...and licked...and licked... My sweet baby goodnight gone but NEVER forgotton love your mummy, Selena Danson x x x x x x x

Daisy was a great pet. She was so loving and caring!! It seems like only yesturday i held her in my arms with her licking my fingers!! Even when we accidently let her loose under the shed once we got her out she forgave us and was the good old loving daisy we all knew and loved!!! she was also beatiful with her brown and white blotches!!!! you will still be with us Daisy in our hearts!!!!

Daisy was born on our sofa in May 1991 and looked just like a golden labrador puppy despite the fact that her mum was a black collie cross!

She was a nervous puppy and we decided to keep her as all of the potential owners that took her six brothers and sisters didn't meet up to our expectations of what her new owner should be like.

She died of cancer today, but throughout her illness she never seemed to be in any pain although she lost so much weight and we couldn't stand watching her waste away any more. The vet said she was amazing, and couldn't believe she had lasted over 2 years since the illness was first diagnosed but we all agreed that this was the best thing.

Daisy was best friends with Ben our Jack Russell, and always allowed every cat we owned to climb all over her, play with her tail and bite her nose - even this week she was patiently letting our 5 week old kittens run right up to her and give her a good sniff. She never retaliated when the cats batted her or chewed her ears and just let them play.

More recently she has been great with our children Elinor and George, who are very sad today, and they both hope that Daisy has gone to heaven to run around with Ben and eat bones.

It is strange writing this message and the house seems so very quiet without her. We all loved you Daisy.

The Woodruffs...Jenny, Jason, Elinor and George

The pup was in the bottom of an old cardboard box covered with a old dry washcloth a pathetic bundle of fur shivering with fear, we were out looking around garage sales for a bookcase for my son's partner Heidi, we asked the kids who were holding the sale about the puppy, they were most indifferent saying that the pup was an unwanted gift, I ask what what breed and was told it was a "pom x", after a conference with my wife and Heidi I asked the price, You can take it for $20. I thought there has got to be something wrong, then I saw the looks on my wife and Heidis faces so I took the pup, in my life I have made many mistakes but this was not one, I am now nearly 70 and that little one gave me ,my family and friends so much pleasure over the years she was joined by Wally another drop-out when she was four, she did not like him at all for for the first four days then something clicked and they were off on a race around the house something they continued to do until the day she passed away. She is sadly missed by us all, Wally has changed he has got more quieter and is no long the villian as we called him he still goes looking for her. Daisy brought so much pleasure and love into all our lives it is very hard without her. The Gullivers

Daisy was the most loving and gentle cocker spaniel I knew. And although I wasn't always nice to her, I did care for her deeply. I got her at the very beginning of first grade and I just graduated high school. So she has been a constant for a great deal of my life.

Daisy, I love you. I've always loved you. And I will never forget the love and companionship you provided for twelve wonderful years. You will be in our hearts forever.
R.I.P.

Daisy was truly my angel. I knew that even while she was still with me on earth. We talked to each other all the time- through our gestures and eyes. We were best friends for 14 years! I remember when we got her, a wiggly little puppy, when I was only 6 years old. Together we grew up, and played, and when I hit my rough teenage years she was always there to cuddle. I was so proud that she was still with me when I got married last year. I was wearing my wedding dress and she had a new collar with little silk flowers glued to it. Our little "flower girl." She came with me and my husband to our new home in Virginia and she loved it there.. it was so much warmer than Michigan where we used to live. Daisy loved the sun! She would spend hours and hours lying in its warmth. That is how I picture her in heaven, lying patiently in a patch of sun, waiting for her Molly to come and join her.

A true companion, you kept us warm on cold nights; you kept us safe in unsafe times; you made us laugh, when we were sad; you broke our hearts, when you went away; you are forever in our hearts, and our dreams. Love, Bob, Faye, Carol Moon, Michelle Star.

Dear Dakota we miss you so. You always were a good dog. Even Ramses misses you. Life is never the same without you. I hope you are happy in the grat beyond.

A pet is someone whom you can trust
A pet is someone who is always there for you
A pet is a friend

I MISS YOU OL' BUDDY!

"My Mr Beautiful" Dakota. We miss you and love you!! We will miss you talking to us and all the love you gave us.Good night and sweet dreams.Till we meet again,we love you!! Our Love Forever
Mommy and Daddy

"My Mr Beautiful" Dakota. We miss you and love you!! We will miss you talking to us and all the love you gave us.Good night and sweet dreams.Till we meet again,we love you!! Our Love Forever
Mommy and Daddy

In Loving Memory of Dakota...a faithful, loving and cuddly companion. He was small in stature, but stood fiercly against any threat to any member of the family. The runt of the little, he proved himself to be a fiesty one! He will be missed just as much as he was loved. Rest in peace, puppy.

Dallas, we miss you so much that we can hardly bear it. You were the smartest dog we have ever known. We don't know why you were taken so soon, but it had to have been for a good reason. Maybe it's true that only the good die young; because you were the best.
We love and miss you more than words can express,
Mommy, Daddy, Blaik, and Cassie

Farewell our beautiful boy. Dalli we will never forget you. Rest In Peace

Dalton was our beloved pet of almost 7 years. He was our best friend and a wonderful companion our kids loved him so much. On december 26 thats when our world came crashing down around us. I found Dalton under my newborn son's crib vomiting blood, so i rushed him to the vet where they found that he had an ulcer that ruptured and there was nothing that we could do for him .Me being by myself had to make the most horrible choice I ever had to make, I could let me dog come home with me and watch him die or I can give him a peaceful sleep. I had choosen to put him to sleep forever! My heart is still trying to tell my head that I did the right thing. The house just seemed so still without him so about 3 weeks ago on june 6th we went and got ourselves another boxer puppy! His name is Hades. We know that we are never going to replace Dalton, looking at Hades makes us remember all the great and wonderful things that Dalton did! Thank you Dalton doggie for all the wonderful memories. You will never be for gotten and will always and forever remain in our hearts and dreams!

To my dear baby boy Damien, I love you and miss you so much. Many times I would pet you and cry at the thought one day I would loose you. Now that day has come, and it's worse than I ever imagined. You were the kindest most beautiful dobie ever. Everyone that knew you loved you. You are so special, you even made people that did not like animals fall in love with you, you made it your mission to change their view. So many times I would watch you watch me with your kind eyes. You were always smiling and wagging your little tail, always so happy to see me, always eager to please. I miss all the times you would be outside and jump up on my bedroom window to see what I was doing. I think of the fun you had playing ball and I'm happy you had a great quality of life till the very end. We were doing what you liked best,playing ball, when you suddenly stopped and had a stroke. I am thankful I was there with you and you had a natural death, but I still am in a lot of pain knowing you are gone. I miss you and love you, and I'm honored you were in my life. I've been told you'll come back to me, and I will wait and look for you. Your daughter Atila, and your wife Sable miss you also. I think of you constantly and I hope you will be waiting for me when it's my time. We love you and miss you. Rest in peace my sweet little angel, mommy loves you.

She said, "We'll be alright, even Dan." I don't know what she meant, but... Dan, you personified UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. There is probably not a "best" Golden Retriever, but you were probably close. We'll always miss you. Here's a sock for your mouth.

You were nearly black with a white heart on your chest. You were the sweetest rat I owned. Your sisters loved you heaps. Sleep Peacefully, You are at rest now. Love Mum...

Dana, we miss you and think about you a lot, especially when we are at Catalina. Chase is trying her hardest to live up to your reputation. You will always be the best doggie in the world!

Missing you heaps

Missing you heaps

If wishes were horses, then I'd still have my beloved steed. Rest in peace wind racer.

Dandelion: You have been a faithful kitty to us all for 16 years. Thank you for all your love sweety. We miss you so very much and will meet with you again someday in heaven. Love: Mommy, Daddy, Jonathan & Donna

Dandelion Strawberry was a brown abyssinian guinea pig with beautiful swirls of color and very soft fur. We will always remember the way he idolized our dog, squeaked whenever someone walked in the room, cherished his special blanket and in general made us all laugh ... and cry. After four-and-a-half years of his companionship and love, the house will seem empty without him. We miss you and love you, Danny.

Ginge, you were k00l. Hope you're getting lots of pats up there 'cos I'd give anything to be able to runce your fur right now. There'll never be another puss like you Lotti xxxxx

Danielle-You did not stay with me for very long. But the time we had was the best time of my life. I will never forget you "Punky", and I will always love you. Please rest in peace my beautiful, blue-eyed Siberian lady.

Danny - a very handsome golden cocker spaniel. I think you died round about 1975, aged about 10. When I was a child, Dad brought you home as a little puppy late one night on his return from a business trip. Dad just saw you in a pet shop and couldn't resist you. I remember Mum & Dad waking me up and putting you on my bed - you were all little and wriggly & soft & puppy smelling - lovely. Danny was a wonderful childhood friend, and we were all devastated when you had to be put to sleep. I still miss you, beautiful golden dog.

Dearest Danny Tanner,
You weren't one of the greatest bar pressers, but you sure were the cleanest. You were a wonderful rat, even if you were easily distracted from the task at hand (I don't blame you). Tracy and I were lucky to have known you, and I will always think of you whenever I see a rat. There is an R14 v. 2.0 this year, but no one will ever compare to you.
Love always,
Jen

Dante, You are free to run with your buddies little guy... and everything in working order once again. Say hello to Alf, Riley, and Wishbone... We MISS you sooo much... Always in our hearts... Dad,Mom,Dennis,Amy,Marisa,& Meghan.

Daphne we both love you and miss you very much. We know you was hurting the last few days and that you are in a better place now waiting for me to meet you again. You were only im my life for a short 7 months and i wouldn't trade that for anything. Mommy loves you very much

DARBY OUR FIRST OLD ENGLISH Darby from 1990-1991 Darby was a sheepdog a sweet little boy The only thing he had to learn was I was not a toy He loved the long walks we'd take He frisked around while we'd rake On walks we were as safe as sheep He liked to ride in a little toy Jeep. He was such naughty pup, such a crazy scooter. My parents even said we ought to get him neutered! When he was given the anesthetic He suddenly went hyperetic He died right then and there on the spot. A brain tumour was the cause We never knew there was anything wrong, how much pain he felt all along. It's a wonder he didn't turn bad with all the horrible pain he had. The 6 months with us was short but it was worth all the sorrow, for I'd never give up those happy times even for a billion dimes! Live the rest of your life pain free Darby I'm hoping you'll remember me! Laura We had just had to put our beloved Tracy to sleep because of her over-protective aggression. We were very upset and we were considering getting an Old English sheepdog. We knew a breeder that had a good reputation and that my parents were friends with. Darby was sent to us on a plane ride. We rushed to the airport the greet the puppy. He was so cute and tiny. I was only 5 years old at the time so I don’t remember much. Darby did learn to play fetch and he enjoyed following us on walks. We have a few picture of him at Christmas but not very many. Darby often enjoyed rides in my brother’s toy car. Mom noticed Darby was playing a little bit too rough on our walks in the park. I also remember how he looked after his haircut! He would start to go wild but then make himself stop. The vet said it was because he needed to be neutered. There was no vet in the small town and it was a few hours away from where there was a vet. Since I was only little at the time they said Darby was going for his shots. The next day they came back with no dog. I asked where he was and they said he got very sick and died. A few years later when I was onder they explained that when he was given the anesthetic so they could neuter him he suddenly want wild and then died. My parents called the breeder and she said she wanted an autopsy done to see if it was a natural cause or something genetic. If it was something genetic she wouldn’t have breed the parents of Darby again. The autopsy confirmed that it was a brain tumer and that there was nothing the breeder or us could have done to cause it. The breeder even gave us Darby’s half brother, Dylan for free. Recently we aquired Ollie the German shepherd and two cats. Now 6 years later with Dylan, Ollie and the cats we have stopped thinking about his death but still take the time to remember his life. My mother already submitted a tribute for him here but I wanted to tell his life in more detail.

Darby was a beautiful old English Sheepdog.He only lived a short life but he will awlays be remembered.Despite a brain tumor he managed to keep his playful loving personality right up to the end.We never even knew he was sick untill the vet discovered the cause of his sudden death. We will never forget you Darby.We love and miss you.

I have given all my love to you. Je baasje Pier

Dashiell the Wonder Fish was a gift of love, and his long life a symbol of endurance. His irridescent scales and flowing fins in purple, violet and mauve lit up the room. He was a strong swimmer, fighting like a salmon against the tide when his water was changed. He enjoyed the quiet times, resting on the bottom of his fishbowl, as much as his rapid darts and feints. Dashiell the Wonder Fish survived the destruction of his world and the perils of the atmosphere when his bowl was smashed and he was not found for half an hour. He took it all in stride. Now he is one with the ages and the houseplants. Farewell, piscatorial pal.

"Only a rat", some of the more ignorant people said. But to us, you were a true friend and companion. Intelligent, gentle, alert, and with a genuine personality of your own. We will miss you forever, little guy.

David, my sweetheart, we will always love you.

Found wandering in the woods with your brother "Harley," you brought us much happiness. You were incredibly affectionate and inquisitive, and your "pinto" beauty and friendly ways moved even non-cat lovers to stroke your fur. We have a close friend that "over-nights" occasionally and he misses awakening and not hearing your purr as you wrapped yourself around his head. We just miss your gaze.

Memorials are often a form of catharsis. When you developed renal failure, as many male cats do, I tried everything I could do to keep you going-- daily painful fluid infusions, changes in diet, and stimulation. I am a physician-- dedicated to preserving life. When it became obvious that you had no "real" life left, in an act of cowardice, I asked the vet to give you that final injection. I held you in my arms but should have released you myself.

I am not religious. My best memory of you, Davidson, is when you sqeezed through a barely cracked-open window and set out to explore. We panicked, but I finally found you in dense foliage. I fell to my knees and you actually jumped into my arms, something a dog would do but not a cat.

Despite what I have said previously, we will see one and another again-- this time, for good.

Dr. C.

Found wandering in the woods with your brother "Harley," you brought us much happiness. You were incredibly affectionate and inquisitive, and your "pinto" beauty and friendly ways moved even non-cat lovers to stroke your fur. We have a close friend that "over-nights" occasionally and he misses awakening and not hearing your purr as you wrapped yourself around his head. We just miss your gaze.

Memorials are often a form of catharsis. When you developed renal failure, as many male cats do, I tried everything I could do to keep you going-- daily painful fluid infusions, changes in diet, and stimulation. I am a physician-- dedicated to preserving life. When it became obvious that you had no "real" life left, in an act of cowardice, I asked the vet to give you that final injection. I held you in my arms but should have released you myself.

I am not religious. My best memory of you, Davidson, is when you sqeezed through a barely cracked-open window and set out to explore. We panicked, but I finally found you in dense foliage. I fell to my knees and you actually jumped into my arms, something a dog would do but not a cat.

Despite what I have said previously, we will see one and another again-- this time, for good.

Dr. C.

Found wandering in the woods with your brother "Harley," you brought us much happiness. You were incredibly affectionate and inquisitive, and your "pinto" beauty and friendly ways moved even non-cat lovers to stroke your fur. We have a close friend that "over-nights" occasionally and he misses awakening and not hearing your purr as you wrapped yourself around his head. We just miss your gaze.

Memorials are often a form of catharsis. When you developed renal failure, as many male cats do, I tried everything I could do to keep you going-- daily painful fluid infusions, changes in diet, and stimulation. I am a physician-- dedicated to preserving life. When it became obvious that you had no "real" life left, in an act of cowardice, I asked the vet to give you that final injection. I held you in my arms but should have released you myself.

I am not religious. My best memory of you, Davidson, is when you sqeezed through a barely cracked-open window and set out to explore. We panicked, but I finally found you in dense foliage. I fell to my knees and you actually jumped into my arms, something a dog would do but not a cat.

Despite what I have said previously, we will see one and another again-- this time, for good.

Dr. C.

Sweet, sweet Davidson...

Davidson, a magnificent stray we picked up in 1992, brought us great pleasure by showering us with affection and willingness to hold our gaze with his eyes for minutes. An extraordinarily beautiful cat with semi-long hair and white and orange markings, he developed, as do many neutered male cats, end-stage renal disease and was shown a merciful death. He is sorely missed not only by us, but also by his brother Harley, but I doubt they ever motorcycled together.

He was a stray but a true Southern gentleman and was found along with his brother, Harley, a feline that could hardly be called a gentleman. Davidson was a handsome pie-bald with a white base and affectionate. Had he been human, he would have favored caviar, fine wines and cognacs, classic Ferraris and thoroughbred horseback racing. Like most cats, he communicated with varying types of unintelligible meows but was unique in that if he really wanted something he would lock his gaze on your face and move his head in a rotary motion. He died of chronic renal failure. His brother, that is still alive at the time of this memorial, is his polar opposite but no less wonderful. But Harley is nearly 20 years-old and ill and will be joining his beloved brother soon.

We adopted two strays, brothers, some 11 years ago and they have brought extra pleasure into our lives. Although they were from the same litter, they proved remarkably different in attitude. While the late Davidson would have been more at ease drinking flutes of champagne aboard a yacht, his surviving brother-- Harley-- is a hell-raising, beer-guzzling redneck. They engaged in fisticuffs as cats will, but since Davidson's death by euthanasia, Harley continues to wander through the house searching for his dead brother, caterwauling, and jumping onto the bed to awaken us from a sound sleep.

Like many male cats, Davidson developed renal failure-- his kidneys shut down. I infused him for several weeks to no avail: even the best physician loses his patient now and then. Humans often refer to "the quality of life," but animals are entitled to it too. So a quiok trip to the veterinarian ended his life.

Wait a minute. Is that the sound of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle revving up outside our home? Yes, it is. Davidson has decided to pay us a visit...

Daxx was half german shepherd and half wolf. He was black and white and very cuddly and lovable. He will be sorely missed. We loved him very much.