Faithfull family dog

rabbit, my little goa, I shall miss you much.

Raby, you came into my life 12 years ago, and found a home in my heart. I know we'll be together again because the bond we shared was too strong for the few short years given us. The void you leave in this life is a mixture of unbearable pain and tears of joy as I remember your antics, your beauty, your intelligence, and your unconditional love.

Radar's name came from her huge ears, as her mum, Rabbit, was siamese. When she was a kitten, she got Cat Flu, and grew up with no meow. She was affectionate, funny (especially when our pet rabbit chased her, and she fell in the pond!) and because she couldn't "speak", she communicated through body language and her eyes. She will be missed terribly, but we were very ,lucky to have her for the time we did.

Radar was a black lab. He was my best friend and guardian angel. My dad picked him up from the nearest SPCA when he was two months old. I was born four months later. Radar and I grew up together. My dad told me that radar never left my crib side and when someone want to pick me up radar had to be right there keeping an eye on me, otherwise he would freak out.Thats how he got the name "RADAR". I remember one day i woke up freezing with no blakents on and radar layed right on top of me to keep me warm. He protected me from anything or anyone that tried to put me in harm. When he hit the age of 13 he had sevre artharitis but that didn't stop him from getting up and taking walks with me. When radar just turned 15 his artharitis was so bad he could hardly get upbut i didn't want to let go yet. On March the 11 of 2004 Radar was rushed to the nearest animal hospital. He was having a hard time breathing. They discussed the options with me and my dad. They gave radar a shot and i took him home. The next morning i woke up cuddling him. He still was having problems. It killed my insides to see him suffer like that. I went down stairs and told my dad that i think it was time to let radar go. We made a comfy bed for him in the back seat and i held him close for the whole ride to the animal hospital. I helped him out of the truck and took hinm into the office. They let us into a room and left me and radar alone. I told radar to save me a spot up in heaven and to meet up with his old pal eddie(my dads puppie).20 minutes had pasted by and it was time to take away his pain. I held him close and watched him fall into a deep sleep. Past memorise slipped through my mind within those two seconds and then he was gone. I love radar with all my heart and i always will. He will always be my best friend!

Dear Radar, You are now with your Momcat and in pain no more. Our bed is so empty without you. You were such a loving cat and I miss you so. I'll meet you at the Rainbow Bridge with hugs and kisses.I love you RadieBaby!

Rafferty was one of the original "wave-hoppers." One couldn't have asked for a better friend and companion. He was smart, fast, and stubborn as could be. I'll miss him dearly.

Ragamuffin was a good cat, and they say only the good die young. She was definitely taken before her time. I like to think that she was such a good cat that God wanted to have her back. She was a beautiful, vivacious kitty who loved beef jerky and ice cream. She used to run up to me when I got home and greet me with a "meow" and stand on her hind legs when I bent down to pet her so that she could get closer to my hand. There will never be another kitty like her. I got Raga when she was only six weeks old from a woman I was working with. I spent the first four hours I was with her picking ticks off of her that she got from being abondoned in a barn. She cried the whole time, but afterwards we were inseperable. I loved her like she was my own child. For the first few months of her life I took her everywhere with me. To work, to friends' houses, she would just cower in my lap or hide under a sofa. She was a very skittish kitty, and even though I wanted and tried my best to get her fat, she maintained her svelt, kitten-like appearance. She had lived in three houses before we moved into our new apartment. We were here only two days when she managed to push open the screen from a window she was sleeping in and get out. I noticed at four-thirty in the morning that she was out and spent the next three hours looking for her. She was an indoor/outdoor cat, so I figured she would go exploring a little and come back. When she didn't return all day I started getting worried. I put up lost cat signs today, and almost immediately received two phone calls from people who had seen her body in the middle of the road. The tears began instantaneously and still haven't stopped.

To my sweet little dog Rags, I never thought you would be taken from me so soon. I miss you so much. You were my only light when it seemed I was surrounded by darkness. I know that you still shine as brightly, but now you are so far away. I love you, please wait for me at the bridge. Sonia

This to you Rags the best buddie and dog that anyone could have wanted in their life. You and I were truly meant for each other as each of us had distinct personalitys and although we can be stubborn when we want something we are also very loving and caring.I miss you so much as part of me has died along with you.Please know Mommy loves you and wishes you well in the doggy-heaven you are in now. I hope one day to see you again and you will be the kisser of all my tears once more..I love you sweetheart. Love, Mommy

Rags was a wonderful dog. My mom got him for me when I was 2 years old. I miss him so much now. He went everywhere and did everything with me. He got kind of grumpy in his old age but he would still climb up in my lap and want to be petted and lick me. I just hope I get to see him again someday.

Hello! My dog Rahja died. She was 3 years old and we saved her from an abusive family that kept her in a pen with hound dogs. When we got her, she had scars, she was very skinny, and was scared of everything. Well, about a year after we saved her she was back to what a doberman was suppose to look like. Then two years later we had a very bad lightning storm. Me and my parents had gone out and when we got home there was a message on the answering machine. It said that she had gotten out and had been hit by a car on the corner of Old Corry Field Rd and Navy Blvd.
We took her to the vet and she died later on in the night. I'll miss her. She was a good dog.

Raider, my friend and companion. Where are you? I miss you so much! You were the best companion a person could have. You were a human trapped in a dog body. I didn't want to see you go, but you were so old and so sick. I struggled for months with the decision to send you to heaven. There are so many days when I wish you were here with me. I miss your smiling face. I miss your goofy grin. I miss hearing your bark. Most of all - I miss the unconditional love you gave me each and every day we were together. You were my #1 boy and I will love you forever.

In memory of Raincloud - Raincloud's nicknames are Ryan and Cloudie, we shall always remember the sweet faces he'd make, and how he'd always enjoy sitting on your lap as you sat at the computer, how much he loved his siblings Goldeyes and Glenstar, and his daughter Stormy, and how he would always chase the flashlight beam, and how he would hide under the flower bush when he went outside. When on December 9th, 2005, his Leukemia got the best of him, and he developed poor liver, and he had to be put to sleep, there was no hope for him. He will be deeply missed, but we know he has gone somewhere much better.

We miss our little dog very much, and only in dreams can we love and hold our sweet, furry friend.

Raisins, you were, and still are, the most lovable rabbit that ever lived. It was not in your nature to hurt or upset anyone, or anything. The only time you hurt anyone, was when you moved on to richer pastures. Even then though, you gave me the impression that you didn't want to go, or upset anyone. You were a friend not only to humans and rabbits, but also to many others, with fur, feather, or scales. It seemed to me that you lived to bring happiness, and in giving that found contentment. You've seen many animals come and go, but I draw comfort from the fact that you're now reunited with many of your friends. We too will be reunited some day.

Rajah, you were one cool dog. Whatever you did wrong, I forgave you for because you were my special dog. You came into my life on my 11th birthday. I forgive you for what you did to get put to sleep. I said I would never forgive you because you took the one special person out of my life, you! Now I forgive you.

Rajah was a beautiful, very large tabby cat. He was the first kitten in his litter and was a breach birth. His mother didn't know what was happening to her and tried to run away, bouncing poor little Rajah along the floor as she went! Although he was the largest he was also the weakest and the vet thought that his back legs would never support him and he should be put to sleep. No way! We fed him margarine from our finger tips - vitamin D was good for bones we were told. It worked and he grew up to be a big, strong boy - very regal, hence his name. He was the most vocal cat I've ever known, with a very wide range of sounds ranging from his "prp" thankyou to his very loud "yaaawl" where the hell have you been. His routine was unfailing. Wake up for breakfast from Dad at about 6.30 then up to wake Mum by grooming her hair. A second breakfast was followed by a dish of milk. Following a comfort break in next door's garden he would sleep on the bed for the rest of the day. At 4.30 it was time to take up position outside the garage to welcome home the returning family. The car door would open, Rajah would hop in, onto the back parcel shelf to be driven round the block in style. Tea was followed by helping with the crossword - he had unerring accuracy for sitting exactly on the clues. Then a stint of TV watching from his special stool - David Attenborough was his favourite, followed by a quick walk with the dog before bed. You have left an enormous hole - the house is VERY quiet without you, Rajah, but we still see you everywhere. Thankyou for all the wonderful memories.

Ralf was a common brown rat, but there was nothing common about her though. She never bit, or made noise. Even though nocturnal, she slept at night just for me. And was especially smart and cute.

"Live fast, die young."
Rocket Ralph
Rest in peace

Ralph, a name that mean's "wolf": It was an odd name for a very large cat. But Ralph fit him so very well. He was the head of a pack of four chihuahuas. Although they may have thought otherwise, he was truly their Alpha male. A fine hunter, a great purrer, a gentle giant who never swatted his annoying little doggie friends, he dearly loved his Mama, my Mother, Dorothy, and she him. Of course he didn't mind having the occasional liver treat too! But he often repaid the favor by bringing in a bird or mouse to share with his mistress.
Rest well old buddy. We'll all miss you!

The Best Rat ever, every time I eat an apple I think of you Ralph. I hope there are apple cores in heaven.

You were a "good little dog" and we miss you.......your friends

Ralphie was a really cool pet and I'm sorry he had to die so soon. At least he had a good life. It was fun having him as a pet. He always ran around near my computer and played and stuff. His tail wuz really cute!!! It was like crooked or something. Ralphie always had nice fur. It was always soft, fluffy and white. I dunno how he kept it so clean. I guess its time to say "bye" now so bye Ralphie and maybe I'll see ya soon!!!

Dear, sweet, Ralphie--You were my very first and favorite rat. You were so small and lonely when you came to live with us. I remember all the times we spent playing together, and how you always wanted to be with me. Although your small grave is 1000 miles away, your spirit is here with me--sitting on my shoulder. --Love Kirsten, Jayson, Tinsel, and Bethie.

He was a good dog and loved everyone!!!! When he barked he let the whole neighborhood know something was wrong!!! We were decorating for Christmas and we left the gate open..we had never had him fixed so everynow and then he got out to find a female he always returned..but this time he didn't! We miss him dearly nd we have a new dog now that has his old tricks!! We miss you "Buddy" and hope to see you again one day!! We know you're watching us!! Keep up the good work...We love love you!!!!!!!!

Dear Rambo...you were the best dog we ever had. Brother Dennis is missing massaging your back. Life just isn't the same not picking up your 'doggie toys' all over the house. No one squeezing thro' our fence, no one scaring our bunnies to death. We miss you Rambo, sleep peacefully

To my beloved pal. Your loss has saddened those who got to know your unique personality and the love and companionship that you gave is greatly missed. It is still difficult to imagine you not being around and I miss the greeting that was always there when I got home. It has been said that all dogs go to heaven and if one surely deserves to go it is you. I hope you have all the room to run as free as your spirit was. We miss you and will always love you! Vic & Deb

Randydog I love you and miss you. I hope I did the right thing. Hope Grandma is with you.

Love, Me

Randy was my Green Cheek Conyer. I got him when he was 6 weeks old. I never thought I would get so attached to a bird but I did. He was more than just a bird. He was my companion and I took him places with me. He loved to ride in a car and look at other birds and cars. He died this morning after a freak accident 2 days ago that left him partailly paralized. He was like a best friend to me. I'll never forget my Randy

Randy,
You were the best dog anyone could ever have. The day you died, I begged God to take me too. As much as I grieve for you every day, I know you are in a better place. I hope to join you at the Rainbow Bridge when my time comes. I have not and will never forget you. You live on in my heart and every other dog that comes to me. I miss you so.

A good little fellow, who is sadly missed by his family and friends.

Raoul, my best boy, most wonderful of terrier mixes, my companion through the worst of everything. I still miss you, snooty boy. You were the finest wiry little guy ever to come from the Animal Shelter and the darling of everyone you met. You were unconditional love embodied and you could jump like Nureyev (he's gone now too.) Thanks for all the fine memories, old guy, and I know you're lying in the shade of a big bushy tomato plant somewhere munching on a ripe one!

Rascal- Wherever you are I would like you to know while you were here you were one of my best friends.You were the only person who would listen to me.I think about you all the time and miss you more and more each day-Kara

Rest in piece my little ferret. You were a good companion when I was sad and lonely. You greeted me at the door every day I came home from work and snuggled with me on those cold winter nights. I miss you, my little friend. Love always your friend, Lucia.

To my baby boy, (Rascal) You were my baby and I loved you so,I hated to let you go but there was nothing I could do, the vet made the decision of what was wrong with you and I excepted that, thinking he knew and I didnt, but how wrong I was to have believed him and not taken you to someone one else, now I have to live with that and do without your loving little ways, I will always love you and miss you my little curly headed friend. You had the sweetest personality and I know you loved me, I can still see you now dragging your babies around, when I told you it was time for night night, you would go and get them and take them to your bed, you protected me , my little buddy why couldn't I have done the same? You will always be (Jeans Little Rascal)as you were named, you rest my little friend in Gods Heaven for Pets, Your Mommy Loves you & will never forget you.(My Rascal lived only one day after seeing the vet)Oh! how wrong he was. But I have your picture and beautiful memories, but I wish I had you!

My curly head,little friend,i miss you as much today, as the day i lost you, you were such a faithful friend always there when i needed you,and i would have had you even longer if i had not listened to that vet, I should have gotten a second opinion and just maybe you would have been with me longer, he was so wrong,oh so wrong!!! You were so cute with your bunny , when you would drag it to bed with you every night, it was almost as big as you were,you were so smart. I remember you going on vacation with us and how you really got special treatment, your daddy treated you like a king. My little buddy you take care of all the pets up in pet Heaven, the way you would take care of me if you were here,i will always remember you and my love for you will forever be, your mommy who loves you!!!!!!!

Rascal, you were such a great hamster and I miss you very much. You are not forgotten, and I'll always love you.
~Emily~

Two little ferrets two big hearts we love you

A strange, blind, black kitty-the Little Stevie Wonder of the cat world. He loved everybody--especially my children. He was sick for a long time. I hope he's happy. He deserves it for all the love he gave us.

Although the time our little Ratdog spent with us was too short for anyone who knew him, he brought much joy to all our lives. He was a pound puppy when we got him and we aren't sure of the breed, but even the vet couldn't figure it out. He was a very independant dog and lead a full and happy life. He always ran with the big dogs. It was a tragic and sudden death that seems very unfair. At only 9 months old, he was so young. We will always remember him as our little Barker. The little guy sure knew how to make an entrance though. His striped fur and spotted toungue were only too cute. Let us not forget the first day we brought him home from the pound and his adorable duck walk out of the pound. Not the most graceful of canines, but very loving in the same. He filled our hearts with love and happiness and we filled his dish with lamb shank bones. He had two favorite toys-a stuffed chicken and a frog and he took them everywhere. We tried to get him a job catching flies but his true talent was crickets. We hope that the rainbow poem is true. It would make us very happy to be able to be with him again and pet his little fuzzy ears. We miss you Barker and love you very much!

To my darling A, Your memory is cherished, may you rest in peace in the big cage in the sky.

Rat Rat I miss you and I think about you every day. I wish you could still be with me. I wont ever replace you. Nothing could do that.

My second little rattie, Ratbert, was put to sleep due to many ailments, but mostly loneliness from missing his buddy, Nicodemus. They've finally been reunited.

This is for my loving Roza. She was a loving horse. She was a white on brown paint. I received her as a present. I got to half lease her. She felt like she was mine. I took care of her most of the time. She didn't realy die but she was sold, by her other owner unbenonticed to me. I went their one day after school, I got my big box of brushes out of my locker. Then I went into the tack room and lugged my adult western saddle, then i went back in and got her bridle and saddle pads. I then went to her stall to get her. She wasn't there but i didn't think anything of, so i went out side to her padock to get her and she wasn't there either. Then i got worried and i looked on a little white bored to see if their was a note for me saying someone had taken her for a ride. There wasn't a note. It would have surprised me if she had been taken out for a trail ride since skippy was still their, and you couldn't take her out with out him. Then i talked to the ladie who owned the barn and she told me that they had just taken my beloved roza away. She had been sold!!! The ladie asked me if I had known about her being sold and i said "NO." She was surprised the pther owner hadn't told me she was sold. I have never seen or heard about her since. I loved and still love her. This isn't a memorial about a death, But this took place two years ago and then she was sixteen. Now she would be eighteen years old and that's kind of old for a horse. When we got her she had frost bite in her ears and she had already had six babies, three colts and three fillys. During the time i owned her she had five more babies. I miss her greatly and if any one ownes knows or has seen her pplease e-mail me. This is very important to me. Her name is "Ratchett's Moon Roz." She also has one blue eye aand one brown eye. My e-mail address is Princess54h@yahoo.com.

My beautiful Ratine passed on today at the age of 19 - she has been with my husband and I since the beginning of our relationship. This home will never be the same without her ..... I miss you Ratine .. please stay close by. Love you.

Ratsey (dog) was like my little sister. She was with my mom, dad and myself for over 11 years of her life. She started having congential heart failure and had to be put to sleep. She was 13 when she died. She was the most loveable dog. We all think about her daily and miss her so much. Your sister loves you very much!!!

Ratticus was my best friend, and nothing will the same without her. It's weird how such a small little critter can make me so sad. I'll miss her so much.

I'm so glad to see how others have loved their rats, I thought I was wierd, becoming so attachted to a silly rodent. Not just one, but several since we started having them as pets:
Mommy & Lucy- Got into some poison
Jimmy Rat- The dog next door was a little faster
Pewter- smashed him in the door, oops!
I never thought a rat would be so much fun. They're playfull, intelligent, curious, loyal, they stay in the yard and they love thier people!! I never kept mine in cages, which made thier lives happy, but short. They never bit, no matter what you did to them. They were fearless, and they absolutely delighted in bothering anyone asleep.
I'm keeping the next ones caged, but I have to have more!!

Dear Ratty,
We wish you were here with us today. We have bought a new rat called Missy because you made us love rats sooo much. We Love You!

Andrew, Geoffrey, Mum and Dad!

Dearest Ratty It broke my heart when you left me, my life will never be the same without you. I didn't realise how much you meant to me until it was too late. I hope wherever you are, you are happy and I'll never forget you. Your Dearest friend R

Ratty is the fattest blackest cutest cat in the world. He is so nice and purred so loud. I love you Ratty!

Ratty was no ordinary rat. me, my mother, and my sister all went camping in caloma. at the petting zoo located on the camp gound, i found a little rat that was dying. the keepers obviously did not know how to take care of him, and he was in the sun with no food or water. i asked the manager about him and she said he was homeless and dying. i asked my mother if i could take him home.Despite her fear of gerbils, she coiuld not stand to see him suffer, and she said yes! A new life began for me and my mother, ratty, and everyone we knew. it took a good month to get him heathy and pretty, and it also took tender loving care. for the next four years little Ratty became my best friend and companion. believe it or no, the first year, my mother would not even touch him. after that year, her fear was all history. she and my dad and everyone else was almost as gaga over him as i was. i remember every wednesday and sunday we would go into town and buy him 39 cent hamburgers and cheeseburgers. then i would let him out in our big living room and he would go play behind the tv. when it was time for him to chow, all i had to say was rattatata! and he would come running. all i would have to do was call his name and he would come and curl in my lap and go to sleep. my cat and six dogs also thought ratty was a friend.

On august 17, 1999, ratty had to be rushed to the hospital for the 7th time that week.this time, the vet was gonna take ex rays and while i was holding him, his little black eyes closed for ever. it was a devistation to me and everyone who knew him.we even recieved cypathy cards in the mail. we found later on that ratty died of pnemonia which old rats can develope very easily. i ordered him a special headstone that says ratty i love you on it. he is buried in my back yard. it has now been a year since my devistation and i still cry all the time. then i realize, that ratty, my little boy is now peaceful, out of pain, and most impotantly, in gods hands. clearly, some people may think, how stupid, hes not a dog hes a rat, well he was more than a rat, he was my best friend.

Ratty, we love you very much. Wherever you are, may you be in peace and comfort. We will see you when we get to heaven and what a joyous reunion that will be!! Love, Kissa and Greg P.S- Greg says he loves you and hi!!

Raz was my first Siberian Husky.I miss him very much and the reason I add this today is that his canine partner has gone to join him today, 19 April 2001. Cal was born in 1986 and they had one litter together, which turned out to be the real start of our kennel, Wolchir Siberians. We still have other sibes, but these two were special. Love you both for what you gave us.

Brett and Robert
Wolchir Siberians

Razir was the most magnificent Rottweiler I have had the pleasure of knowing. He loved children and was very protective of his family. One of his favorite things was to make a "fake" pounce at you when you walked up to the house. Of course, this was only if he knew you, and he could be quite imposing if that was his wish. He did frighten some children that didn't know him, because he would come bounding up, grinning, wanting to play. He was a loyal companion and family member. His "parents" are Kathy and John Killen, and his "little sister" is Jolie, a tiny toy poodle. We will miss you, Razir. Happy pouncing.