This is in memorial for our white pet bunny Haegar. In Erinnerung an unser weisses Kaninchen, dem das Schicksal so grausam mitgespielt hat. Ich suche allerlanden eine Stadt, Die einen Engel vor der Pforte hat. Ich trage seinen großen Fluegel Gebrochen schwer am Schulterblatt Und in der Stirne seinen Stern als Siegel. (Else Lasker-Schueler) Ruhe in Frieden

you are dead 3 years now. but we never fourget you
my loving bird.
in love
OR

Born in September, 1978, Halitosis "Hal" Siamese Blair, one of 8 kits of a gentle mother, left us on April 16, 1998. He is survived by his close friend, Kinky. Hal joined our family at 8 weeks of age and was a joy to us his entire life. As a kitten he learned to not bully anyone, yet not back down when faced with adversity. Many times other cats and dogs would try to take him on, only to find that he would not back down, usually to their dismay. Yet Hal never picked a fight. When he was about 2 years old he ran away from home. Hal was gone for about 2 weeks. His curiosity probably got him locked in some place from which he couldn't escape. When he found his way home, he had lost so much weight that he barely could walk. As he ate his way to health, he ballooned to over 13 pounds. Seeing him waddle through the woods generated many laughs. Over the next 6 months he worked the weight off, back to his normal trim of about 9 pounds. But he was left with a large flap of fur that swung under his belly flapping from side to side when he ran. Again, more laughs. Hal never got used to riding in cars or trucks. When the family moved to New Jersey, he complained the entire trip. He was so hoarse upon arrival that his voice was completely gone for about 2 weeks. This was the only time he was without a voice. Hal always wanted to talk about life. Talking was one of Hal's favorite activities. He was never shy about letting those around him know what he was thinking. Joy, anger, fear, hunger, friendship, travel, bad food, cold, lack of attention, all were occasions for Hal to let his feelings be known. Many a night's sleep was interrupted or cut short when Hal decided he wanted attention. Yet he was loved every day. Hal never met a person he didn't like. Without exception he would jump into any stranger's lap and expect to be loved. When neighbors left their house doors open, he would visit. When maintenance workers would visit and leave their vans open, they would find Hal wandering through their tool boxes. Many times he almost took an unplanned trip. In his last year, Hal had many problems with his kidneys. Several trips to the doctor kept his health acceptable, fighting infections and kidney failure. He was a trooper, although he became proficient at not taking his pills. Hal never liked the diet prescribed by his doctor, and vocally complained constantly. After a long battle, his kidneys stopped working. Hal will be missed by all those who knew him. He brought joy to our lives for so many years. The memories will last a long time. Now, the tears have been shed. All that's left is to say ... Goodbye.

Haley (the bug)pig-

Haley you will be truly missed. You were the best little guinea pig an owner could ever want. We know you are in a better place eating all the watermelon you could ever want.

Jasper misses you too. You will always hold a special place in our hearts and not a day will go by that we won't think of you and all your funny quirks.
We love you,

Mommy Jo and Daddy Todd

Haley,

Baby Girl, I can't believe you have been gone for over a year now. We buried you in our back yard and your "brother" (our 18 month old son) says hi to you all the time...I know you can hear him. You were the best boxer girl ever and you helped me fall in love with your "mommy"...she likes to think you picked me out for her. Your boxer sister, Scout, misses you tremendously and now she has cancer...please take care of her. Until we meet again at the bridge... you will never be forgotten and loved...always.

You never saw Daylight. Bless your cotton oink!

my friend Lynne had 4 girl ratties and they all were sick a lot and they all died one by one. We were very sad especially when the last one (Lenny) died, and Lynne did not have any more rats. There is a big silence where they were.

Rest in Peace, Hami the Hamster.

Life got too much for you in your cage with the cat staring at you.

Goodbye tiger;
Your memory lingers
Large, as ever.
But the birds go unbeaten,
The squirrels unchased,
And we miss you - forever.

A cat of enormous character (and we mean LARGE) with a huge zest for life. He lived more in his short time than most cats ever do. He ran the household with an iron paw in a velvet pad. Hey, Hamish, we just have more food around here than we ever used to! With much love from Maggie, Colin, Susie, and especially Richard.

He was the best hamster i have ever had. He was so friendly. I loved him a lot. I will never have another like him!

I love my hamster, he was a special hamster and I will miss him. I named him Hamtaro after the Hamtaro TV show on cartoon network. I remember the day Hamtaro got lose but I found him. He was underneith my bed. I remember the way he used to make the cute little squeek noises and how I would make them with him. I will miss Hamtaro. I hope he rests in peace and has fun in Hamster Heaven. I love my hamster and I will never forget him.

Cortell age 12

You almost made it to 18 buddy. You lived a long and happy 17 years with me, Han. When I got you, you were a tiny four week old orange kitten and no one expected you to live. They were all wrong, weren't they. You lived a good life, with cat friends you loved and a human mom who loved you and took care of you until your last moments. Rest easy little man, send my love to those who've gone before you and I'll see you later. (I'll bring kitty litter!) Love, Mom

Hank, It has been over a year of your death but you are still loved and missed just as much as the day you left. You were a strong brave horse and I could always count on you. At shows you always tried your hardest even if we did not place. Your death came only after I had owned you for two years but I felt as though I owned you for a life time.

A domestic longhaired cat, of unknown parentage: a good companion.

Hannah was a beautiful gray and white long haired kitty with a black nose and beautiful eyes. She was my first pet in my first apartment, and she shared many special memories with me -- including getting married last year. Hannah wasn't too impressed when I brought Haleigh (a black kitten) home to keep her company, but the two soon became friends and were inseparable. We were devastated to suddenly learn that Hannah had developed an inoperable tumor -- she was only five years old, and we were totally unprepared to let her go. Now Haleigh and I both mourn the loss of our beloved Hannah, and will keep her in our memories and hearts for the rest of our lives.

We love and miss you, Hannah!

Hannah, you were strong, tough and long lived. And what a personality! I'll always love and miss my big, old girl.

To The Bairn Hannah lived with us for seventeen years. She died peacefully 1996 after a long and happy life - twenty years. She was such a little thing and she's left such a big gap in our lives. Loved so much by Sue, Dave and Lily.

To my darling boy Chico, who was so affectionate and who always loved to be cuddled. Chico was born in Glasgow, Scotland where he died of Leukaemia 10 years later. I'm sure Grannie and Grandpay are taking good care of you. Don't let your brother Ginger beat you up! You are always in my thoughts. I love you baby, your mum Janet, now living in Cape Town South Africa.

To my Ginger - a little boy in a fur coat. Born in Glasgow, Scotland where he died 13 years later. Always so handsome and so proud, whose favourite position was lying in front of a nice warm fire. I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you in the end, but your Grannie & Grandpa took such good care of you - which I'm sure they are still doing. Hope you are looking after your brother Chico. You are always in my thoughts. I love you sweetheart, your mum Janet, now living in Cape Town, South Africa.

Bye old Hap. Keep on truckin and barkin

Oh my dear Happ. You were such a happy kitten and cat, and now you're gone. I dreamed of you the other night, a kitten. You ran. You played. I chased you around a corner, and you were gone. Are you out there somewhere, waiting for me in perpetual kittenhood? I hope so ... you died too soon.

You gave me 18 years of happiness and friendship. You were the best dog a girl could have. I miss you very much and hope you are at peace and with mommy.

Much adored and always missed little chihuahua/toy fox terrier cross who I would not leave behind in the States, and brought to Scotland.

Buried in a field in the West Coast of Scotland.

Will always miss her..

Love Heather

My Dearest Happy

I will miss you . Your protective and yet comical ways . You seem to act more human than some of us. We will miss you expressions and your tender heart that knew when we needed you the most. As soon as my father passed you missed him so much that you went with him. I will miss you my bestfriend and my love will be with you always.

God Bless You Happy
Fred

He is a syrian or a teddy bear hamster I think. He lived for about 1 year and 3 months. I don't know what his sickness is. The reason of his death. He urinate blood twice. And something like a wet tail or diarrhea. We loved and treated him good. We haven't bring him to a vet (We don't know any vet or near clinic for pets) we know one but it seems like she doesn't know how to take care of hamsters. Just dogs. Rest in peace my dear happy, i'm glad to be your master. Thanks for being my pet.

My friends laughed at me when I cried for you. "It's just a stupid rat!" they said. They never could realize how special you were to me. You rode around on my shoulder, played with my hair, gave me little ratty kisses, listened to me cry when things got rough, and trusted me to do anything to you! There will never be another rat like you. Truelly one in a million!!! I miss you Harley!!

My sweet baby girl. I miss having my little shadow around. Now when I am grieving the most, and I need to be comforted, my comforter is gone. You always took care of your mama when she was sad, now all I feel is emptiness without you. Thank you for your love and constant loyalty to me, I have the best memories ever of you. I long for the day we can see each other again. I will always love you, your mama

My big beautiful Great Dane. You were so special, truly one of a kind with your giant soul and your eyes that looked deep into my soul. I miss you terribly but understand that your grief over Brandy's death was too much for you to bear. You were such a sensitive sweet dog and I'll always mourn you and miss you. I love you Harley, Til I see you again. Mommy

Here lies Harry the Hamster
Always a cheeky chap and a brilliant escape artist.
We all miss you and will see you again some day.
Love Kat, Les and mum.

He was my first dog. He grew from a cute pup into a huge gentle dog weighing at nearly 11 stone but he wouldn't harm a fly. We had such fun together and I wish that virus hadn't have invaded him and killed him so quickly - I never had a chance to say goodbye.

I miss you Harry, sorry we couldn't help you. Look after Delilah.

Harry was our world and will be deeply missed.

To my gentle Harry, the best labrador ever

A magnificent cat. We were lucky to have nine years with you. You were a special presence in our family. We will miss you. I hope we will see you again some day.

Harvey was the best WARTHOG that I ever had. He will be missed immensely. "Keep rooting hog!"

The most wonderful kitty ever to be
My little monkey
The magical Mr. Havocleus!
Now, another angel in heaven.

A strong, sturdy cat, full of faithfulness and nobility, and much missed by his family. There will never be another like him.

Well, Hopie baby, I have been asked over and over not to place a memorial here for you... but you're second owner hasn't, and when she wants to, you will just be loved twice as much... and everyone will know it. We still miss you. I still remember so clearly the day I sold you. We bathed you and Noodle under the hose. And I knew you were bred, but not SO bred... and you had Elmo 10 days later, and he was beautiful. You went on to have two more litters... a red and white sow, a red boar, and a red and white boar, all together. Megan claims she is selling your last son. I hope not, but maybe she really is. You were my very first kept baby. I hid you for so long, just with the other piggies in the garage, till one day I was talking to Daddy at the Supermall and I mentioned your name... and he said "Who's Hope?" and I said "Don't you know Hope? I've had her." Of course he didn't know you, babe-- I wasn't supposed to keep you, after all. But I tried so hard, and I kept you, and loved you for so very long. This is getting kinda long, and I still want to write your song, but I have to end with this. I said I remember the day you were sold, and then when Elmo was born. I remember the day you were born, when I walked in and saw you and your brother (who, I might add, looked exactly like you) sopping wet on the floor, mama about to deliver two more. Well, baby I also remember the day you died. I was on my way from Home Ec, and Meg stopped and said a few things to me, and then all of a sudden she said, "Oh-- Hope had a baby. My mom called the school. Just one. " She got a wistful look and then said, "But Hopie's bleeding all over... mom thinks she's dying." And I didn't really believe her, but then just as I walked into the gym for PE, Lindsey Mansell ran up to me and said, "Megan, Megan Dimond wants you." So I freaked out, ran out of the gym without even talking to my teacher, and found them. As I walked toward Megan Dooley, she looked at me and said, "Megan... Hopie's dead." And her voice broke, and I gasped, and burst into tears. And Megan Dimond ran out of the office and we all sought comfort in each other, in hug, but that wasn't helping... we each wanted you, baby girl... not each other. You were my girl, my favorite after Glory died, until you died. Even though you lived there, you were my girl. Well, Hopie, I'll say the same thing to you as I did Glory... As the daughter of my heart, you'll always be my baby girl... but you aren't mine... not anymore. You're God's, whoever that may be. So fly with the angels, Hopie, and remember US. Your owners together, loving you together... as one. You were loved enough for an entire country. "A baby always in our eyes..." Love, Meggy July 9, 1997 I wasn't there that morning, when my Hopie passed away... I didn't get to tell her all the things I had to say. I think I caught her spirit later that same year... I swore I heard her echo in her niece's newborn tears, I just wish I could've told her in the living years.

A fine, sleek and noble rodent. Sadly missed by Richard and Lizzy.