Max Carstens-Graeff - October 2003, 14 years old


It was only five months ago that we happened to be going to PetSmart to pick up some supplies for our two dogs, three cats, and two parrots, when we came upon a local rescue group set up just outside the store.

We walked past the rows of cages, each with a furry little 'please take me home' face with smiling eyes looking at us and wagging their tails in an effort to be sure to be seen by everyone. The very last cage in the row had our little Maxie in it! Lying on his blanket, ever so slightly wagging his little crooked tail, yet looking so sad, because everyone would go right by him and head toward the puppies. Max was definitely the senior guy in the row of cages, (believed to be about 14 years old). He was black and tan, and gray! His eyes were cloudy from the start of cataracts, his fur was thinning and he had the white flakes of dandruff, his ears were more like leather than soft skin. But to us, he was handsome.

We were delighted to take him home. He was so happy to be in a 'forever' home again! he followed me everywhere, and when we would come home he would wag his crooked little tail and run to great us. He wanted to always be held or rubbed or just touched.

We lost him in a horrible pool accident this month.

We only had him in our lives five short months, but it feels like we were never without him. He touched us in a way that only the love of a lonely senior dog can. We were able to give him all the love and care possible, and we made his last months on this earth happy, content, comfortable, and yes - he was spoiled.

We miss him terribly in our daily lives, but he will live forever in our hearts.



A special poem for special people like Max's wonderful family. The author is not known.

One by One

One by one they pass by my cage
Too old, too worn, too broken, no way.
Way past his prime, he can't run and play.
Then they shake their heads slowly
And go on their way.
A little old man, arthritic and sore,
It seems I'm not wanted at all anymore.
I once had a home, I once had a bed,
A place that was warm, and where I was fed.
Now my muzzle is gray, and my eyes slowly fail.
Who wants a dog who's so old and so frail?
My family decided I didn't belong,
I got in their way, my manner was wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their heads,
Can't justify how they left me for dead.
Now I sit in this cage, where day after day,
The much younger dogs get adopted away.
When I'd almost come to the end of my rope,
You saw my face, and I finally had hope.
You saw through the gray,
And the legs bent with age,
You knew I had life outside of this cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a bed,
And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.
We snuggled and played, and you talked to me low,
You loved me so dearly, you wanted me to know.
I may have lived most of my life with another,
But you outshone them with a love so much stronger.
And I returned all the love I could give,
To you, my dear people, as long as I lived.
I knew I'd be with you for a week, or for years,
We'd share many smiles,
You no doubt now shed tears.
And when the time came
That God deemed I must leave,
I know you are crying and that you all grieve.
And when I arrived at the Bridge, all brand new,
My thoughts and my heart and all still with you.
And now I can brag to all who will hear,
Of the people who made my last days so dear.




Mindy Schattilly - October 2003, 14 years, 4 days old


Only a few times in our lifetimes are we lucky enough to have a special connection with a gift from God, and I feel that I have had that with Mindy. She was one of my two Special Dog-Children. I have had many dogs since childhood, but never, until Tami and Mindy, have I been able to just look them in the face and know what they wanted without words spoken. They both have had the way of knowing when I need their help and given it freely without question. Always there with a kiss to take away a tear, or just be there to talk to, in only a way, we know with each other.

Mindy my Beloved, you have been there for me in hard times and good. Last week, 2 October 2003, you finally said you were too tired to go on and wanted to join your sister, Kibby. I am glad you made it to your 14th birthday - that cake was good wasn't it!? Run free and chase those squirrels my love, give Kibby kisses for me too. Just remember how much we love you!!

Your Daddy and I will miss you always.



Gus Tate - October 2003, 15 years, 6 months old

Gus was a standard black and tan. We picked him up from an abusive eight-year-old when he was a year old. He was the happiest little guy when we brought him home, and he gave us 14-and-a-half years of joy and love. We miss him so much, and the hardest part is coming home to an empty house after having a pet around for 14 years. We miss him and we know that he is happy now, playing at the Rainbow Bridge and seeing his friend Bernie, and waiting for us to get there. Goodbye Gus



Tigger - October 2003, 15 years, 8 months old

We lost our Tigger just this week. He was a loving and faithful dog up until the last days. He always waited for Mama to return home and greeted me with jumps and a wagging tail. When I would leave the house, he would howl for the first few minutes and then would quietly wait for my return. He was completely deaf and sometimes he would lose me in the house. He would search from room to room until he found me. He would then wag his tail and do a little dance. I miss him terribly each and every day and expect to see him walk into the room at any time. He lived a good long life with a family who gave him nothing but love and attention. His passing has left a big hole in my heart that nothing seems to fill. Until I see you again, Tigger, rest well and know that you were loved greatly and will be missed every day.



Maggie (Miss Mags) Timm - October 2003, 10 to 11 years old


Maggie, we had you for such a short time - seven months to be exact. But in those few months you became a beloved member of our family. You were 'daddy's girl' the moment we picked you up from your foster parents. However, our 24/7 relationship over the summer bonded you and me together like glue (which was quite amazing since you had been abused by your prior female human). Your dachsie step-brother and sister, Willie and Katie, welcomed you with open paws! The three of you enjoyed romping through the yard and the woods chasing squirrels and chipmunks.

Maggie, we will sorely miss the way you enjoyed pouncing on us in bed, then snuggling up close to give wet kissies in that 'in your face' way. When you played with your toys, no one would ever have guessed you were an 'old lady'. You yelped, barked, and raced around the house hiding your toys, teasing us with your playfulness just like a puppy.Your toys lie idle now Maggs, a silent memorial to the short, but unbelievably happy time you shared with us.

Unfortunately, the years of abuse had already taken their toll on your little body. You suffered a fatal seizure, and left us in the middle of the night on 4 October 2003. Your human daddy and the nice vet were there holding and stroking you as you took your last breath. Maggie, I am heartbroken that I was out of town and not there with you to say goodbye. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine you would leave us so suddenly. You were so full of life!

We provided you with as much love and affection humanly possible during your short stay with us. In return, you provided us with unconditional love and binding trust. For that we are so grateful. We will never forget you Maggie!



Windchester VonWeiner - October 2003, 13 years old

We love you Chester!! We can't believe you are gone! We will never be the same without you. You are a part of our family and we don't know how we are going to do without you. You have touched a lot of lives...even those who aren't dog lovers felt a closeness to you. You are a great friend!! Please watch over us all and help us understand that you aren't really gone and that you are always here! WE LOVE YOU!!!!!
Cori



Sparky Blanco - October 2003, 7 years, 10 months old

Sparky, we will remember you forever.
love, Allen and Marlene



Tiny - October 2003, 14 years old


My husband and I had to put TinyTot to sleep today. Tiny died of kidney failure due to old age. My husband and I cried so hard. It hurt to let him go, but we did not want him to suffer.

Tiny and his brother, Whopper, have always been together, and have never been apart. Whopper is hurting too...he misses his brother.

Tiny, you are such a special little dog, and WE have been blessed to have had you for 14 years. WE love you and miss you so much. We will take care of Whopper, and one day he will be with you again in heaven...

Love, Lisa and Gregg
Tiny Nov.15,1989-Oct.18,2003 Rest in Peace,Tiny..



Mansfield - October 2003, 15 years old


This memorial is out of love and affection to Mansfield, our good friend Chris's beloved pup. Our heart goes out to Chris and we know the pain and grief he is experiencing having two of our own lovable dachsie angels. Rest in peace, dear Mansfield, and run and rejoice at the Rainbow Bridge. We love you, DeEtte, Rich, LT and Gigi.



Abigail 'Abby' Sharp - October 2003, 16 years old to the day

Little Abby...
10/20/1987-10/20/2003
16 years to the day! Your celebration of life will never be forgotten. You have made such an impact on ALL of us! We know that you are in a better place now with your wits back. I'm so thankful that you came into my life, I couldn't have asked for a better Christmas gift. Pooh, we grew up together. Thanks for being there! I love you SO much!
Josie



Snuggles - October 2003, 5 years, 7 months old


Snuggles will always be that special 'one'. I was told only once in a lifetime is there a pet that is remembered above all the rest. Snuggles I believe is that special one. Her loss will take a long time to recover from. The past week of her life was spent trying to slow down the effects a slipped disk. She was a real trooper. All the way to the end. She no longer will suffer. We will always love you Snuggles.



Caeser - October 2003, 2 years old

To our loving Caesar. We will see you in heaven. We pray that you are enjoying your freedom from pain now. We hope that you are having fun doing all things you love - chasing squirrels, birds and whatever else crosses your path. We hope you are basking in the sunshine somewhere. We will always love and remember you.



Tequilla Carlson - October 2003, 14 years old

On 27 October, we lost our little girl, Tequilla (Quilla for short). We had her 14 years, and wish it could have been longer. She touched our lives with her sweet personality, loving ways, and all her little quirks. Her biggest thing was begging and bones. She slept with us every night and kept us warm during the coldest nights. She is with her daughter, Brandy, now and we will miss them both till the day we die.
God Bless you both, Love Mommy and Daddy



Mox Rutherford - October 2003, 3 years, 3 months old


Mox. What can I say. He was awesome! He would greet us with a little growl, not really a growl but Mox talk. Sometimes he would be so excited to see us he would dribble just a little. But today when I came home there wasn't a growl or anything. We had to put Mox to sleep yesterday. Some awful person poured antifreeze in our dogrun and Mox and another of our dogs got in it. We did everything that we could for Mox but still he just couldn't pull through. He fought so hard but it was just to much for his little body. He was a tiny mini. Mox was born a premie, so we had to bottle-feed him. He brought so much joy to our lives and hopefully we did the same for him. Monday was one of the hardest days that I can remember for a long time. But we knew it was best. We couldn't see him suffer. Our other doxies, Zane and Mya, wonder where he is, I think. We brought him home and we laid him to rest in our yard next to our other dog we lost on Friday. We wrapped him in his favorite blanket and put his favourite toy, a snowman, with him. I plan to plant flowers there in the spring. He loved being outside running around with Zane and Mya. I miss him so very much that my heart aches. I think our hearts actually broke yesterday. We will never forget our special little man. Mox, I know you're in heaven with Jack, as you should be. We love you a lot and always will!
Love, Mommy, Daddy and Rebekah and McKenzie, Taz, Zane and Mya



Max Mathews - October 2003, 15+ years old


Max was the greatest thing that happened to us in the past 15 years. We are lucky to have known him and we love him and miss him.

The whole neighborhood loved him and misses him too.



Tiffany Ann Flavell - October 2003, 4 years old

My darling little Tiffy Ann was so cruelly taken from me by a careless vet age four years. Only God knows my loss and loneliness without you. In my life I have known so much pain and dark despair but you made life worth living. In my darkest hours you were my candle in the dark. You made me laugh, you licked away my tears and kept me going through all the heartache. We shared many long and good conversations, watched TV together and when I had nobody in this world you were there to comfort me - snuggling up close in my arms. Now you are gone and the pain and loneliness is almost too much to bear but worst of all is nobody understands what you meant to me. You were my child, my best friend and my reason for living. I know God has taken you to a place where we will one day be together forever. My heart is broken, my soul is shattered - this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. Rest well my little baby. I will never stop crying for you. From your 'mommy', Sandra Flavell.



Bully - october 2003, 8 months old

Baby Boy. God needed an angel so he took ours. We miss you.



Titch - October 2003, 14 years, 10 months old


Titch - 21 December 1988 to 18 October 2003.

Titch - our darling boy gone to rest - how we miss you. You gave us almost 15 years of love, fun, happy memories and loyalty. You were a very special gentleman and a precious companion. We shared life's trials and tribulations since 1988 when you arrived with your beautiful sister who passed away suddenly on 18 October 1999 and you on the same day just four years later. When I think of the day you arrived, I cannot believe that both you and your sister were unwanted pets. We were so lucky to have the honour of spending many years together. I have your ashes along side Penny's and your baby sister, Nina Simone, and I think of you every day.

Your Dad misses his chair buddy in front of the television and I miss all your cuddles in the mornings. Your unconditional love will always be appreciated. Your sudden illness was a shock and I am sorry you suffered those last few days. You lived your life and did your best but in the end you had to say good-bye as you were very tired and needed to find a place to rest. Go well, my boy, and I hope wherever you are that you are happy and get lots of biscuits. Please give Nina Simone and Penny our love. Goodbye my boy - thanks for the wonderful memories you left behind. Your love is still my guide. And although I know I cannot see you I know you are always at my side. Until we meet again.

Love Mommy and Daddy



Libby Marie - October 2003, 7 years old

Our dearest Libby was taken from us without any warning. She was so loved by all our family and friends and all of our other animals. She had unconditional love, was the smartest dog we have ever had and had a little heart of gold. She was truly our little angel and I'm sure she's up in heaven as a little angel too looking down at her Mommy and Daddy!! We love her and wish that we still had her in our lifes!! Love and miss you Libb!! Mommy and Daddy



Missy-Belle-Stubs Malone - October 2003, 14 years old

Missy-Belle, the only thing you did bad was break our hearts and leave us. My little kissy-kissy Missy, please be happy with our Lord and St. Francis, and keep chasing those chipmunks. I will never forget the love you gave to me, my heart is broken but will be mended till we meet again. Love Sandra.



Harry Hill - October 2003, 10 years old

It has taken me a long time to get over the sudden death of Harry, as it has only been since 26 February 2003 that I lost Harry's brother, Elliot, to cancer! You were a very much loved dog by Mummy, Elliot, Gran and Grandad! Not a day goes by that I don't miss seeing your handsome face. Everyone told me and you that you were a very handsome dachsie with a beautiful nature. You were a very loving dog, very clever and obedient. When Elliot had back problems you helped mummy and Elliot and when he got better the two of played all the time together and ate out the same dish. When Elliot died you were a good dog for Mummy and went everywhere with me as you missed your brother. Then Mummy took you to meet Jack, a little mini smooth dachsie fom the dachsie rescue. We took him home with us as his owners were going back to work full time and couldn't keep him. We thought that taking Jack would be a good way to remember Elliot!!!!!!

How were we to know that we would only have six months left together, as you went in to the vet's so suddenly and died in surgery as your poor heart and lungs gave out! Jack and I miss you so much more than you will ever know, but we know that you are with Elliot at the Rainbow Bridge, waiting for the day when we can all be together again. 'Till then be a good boy and look after Elliot till Jack and I meet up with you! I love you lots and miss you loads especially your little hugs and kisses!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jack and I think about you all the time, especially on your favourite walks to the beach and park and when I close my eyes I still see you walking beside me, never far away from my side protecting me. Be good and wait for us at Rainbow Bridge!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mummy and Jack XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX



Abigail Sunshine (Abby - our precious 'puppygail) - October 2003, 4 years, 6 months old


These are pictures of our precious Abby in life... and also of a special flower God gave us the day after she went home on 13 October - a lone iris (spring flower) that bloomed in the center of our fall garden.

We miss you and can't wait to snuggle with you again, sweet Puppy Gail!

All our love, Mama, Daddy, Ashleigh, Spencer, and Jordan



Dakota (a.k.a. Dr D. Dacoods) Werner - October 2003, 12 years old

My heart still hurts so much, little man. I love and miss you. You will always be with us, always.

Mom and Dad
take care of buddy for us.



Jordan Snuffleupagus - October 2003, about 14 years old


Baby Jordan,
We never knew much about your background. You came to us for Christmas in 1994. What a wonderful gift. You were the different one of the family. Perfectly content to be left alone. But how you loved to travel. You were such a good boy. I probably kept you on this earth a little too long. I know now that you were ready to join Jake and Mary. You said so in your eyes. Rest in the peace you finally have now. Wait for us at the Bridge with the others. We love you, Jordan, and always will.
'When their pain ends, ours begins'


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