 Maximum Jazz
(Glenshar's Maximum Jazz) - September 2003, 13 years, 7 months old
There are no words for the sadness we feel in losing
you, Maxi, but we know with your private suffering it was unfair for
such a proud little guy. You were the best friend ever - there was
so many wonderful joys with you. We will cherish all the memories.
Until we meet again.
All our love
Mom & Dad, Lori Travis and Ethan, Jacqueline, Aunt Carole and Uncle
Mike and Adam, Quincy, Jagger, Duke, Arnie
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Brandy a.k.a.'Gladiator Baby' - September 2003, 13 years old
Brandy, Mom just called and told me she had to have you put to
sleep today. It has left such an empty hole in my heart. We have had eight
wonderful years with you. I can't tell you how much light you brought to my
life. You came to us because someone had to give you away. At the time, we
thought you were about five years old. We grew closer and closer and were
always the best of friends. Although I moved away, I still saw you several
times a year. Everytime we saw each other, you knew you were my 'little
gladiator'. When I would walk in the door, you always beat everyone and
reached me first. You always did like to sleep in my bed the best, and I could
always see the excitement on your face. You taught all of the other babies to
nudge us for attention, and to sit on their hind legs.
I last saw you in July, and just knew you would get better when Mom called and
said you were sick. She took you to the vet and three days later, the
medication had affected you neurologically and caused your back legs to stop
working. I worried Mom to death calling to check on you. The vet was sure you
would regain the use of those stocky little legs. But you didn't get better.
You stopped eating and you developed pneumonia. The vet said you had given up,
which confirmed what Mom thought. Mom said you nudged her on the way to the
vet's office and looked up at her with the saddest eyes. I guess that was your
way of saying, 'Mama, please let me go. I'll be waiting for you.'
Brandy, although I can't imagine what it will be like when I go home for the
holidays without you there, I know when I walk in that house, I will still
look for you. You will always be in my heart and I will love you forever. You
will always be my 'gladiator baby'. Tell Chita hello for me, and the two of
you run until those little legs can't carry you anymore. I love you, red
dog!
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Spike Scholz -
September 2003, 11 years, 1 months old
In memory of my beloved Spike - I miss you
terribly!
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Greta - September 2003, 2 years, 4 months old
My beautiful little doxie girl - two years was not enough to
have you by Mommy's side. You followed me wherever I went. Daddy took you away
that
morning. Greta's life changed when she and I were outside picking tomatoes and
she saw a squirrel. She ran after it and her disc ruptured, her back legs went
limp, and she struggled to the very end. I will miss you, Girlfriend, but
you're in a better place and you can be Greta the way you used to be - running
and jumping at the Rainbow Bridge. We love you and miss you.
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Jackie Peters - September 2003, 15 years, 6 months old
Jackie was my baby until I had a child,
and then she accepted my daughter lovingly. She was always there to protect
and love us unconditionally. Their will never be another
dog that will take her place.
In loving memory.
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Annie Girl Dog - September 2003, 8 years, 6 months old
Little Annie Girl Dog, beloved pet and 'baby girl' of Peggy
Woods, returned home to her Heavenly Father prematurely on Sunday, 7 September
2003. Annie was born on 5 March 1995, in Smithfield, Utah. Since Heavenly
Father wanted to be sure that her pet mother received the right little puppy,
he only sent one little girl dog spirit down to be in her particular litter.
She was a beautiful little girl dog. She had a beautiful, silky coat, extra
long ears, and gorgeous markings. Wherever she went, people commented on how
beautiful and cute she was. Annie was a very special and intelligent little
dog. She was very loving and friendly to everyone. She especially loved
children. When she came to live with her pet parents, Mr Parrish, Peggy's
principal at Lomond View Elementary, allowed her come to school with Peggy.
She was very well behaved and the chidlren in Peggy's class grew to lover her,
and at the end of the school year, students from all over the school stood in
long lines to get Annie's autograph (paw print) in their year books. She
attended Puppy Kindergarten and besides learning the basic commands such as
sitting, coming, down, etc., she also learned how to do many tricks such as
rolling over, speaking, fetching, bringing her bowl to you when she wanted you
to give her something to eat, and shaking hands. She loved to give kisses and
was a real little 'cuddle bug'. The students who Peggy tutored also adored
Annie. Annie loved playing 'Chase'. She also loved going for walks, eating,
and going 'bye-bye' in the car. Annie's unconditional love, companionship,
and sweet little personality will be greatly missed by all who knew her. Her
passing has indeed left a huge void in our lives, but we know that she is
happy and safe in the loving arms of her Heavenly Father, grandparents, and
older sister, Abbey Dog. Because of our Saviour's atoning sacrifice, we know
that we will see her again along with our other loved ones and can be with
them forever. A graveside Memorial Service was held on 13 September
2003 at the Ogden, Utah Pet Cemetery at 11:00 A.M. Peggy wishes to thank all
who have extended their love and condolences to her during this very difficult
time.
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Saydie May Bryan - September 2003, 11 years, 7 months old
Saydie ... I miss you so much. Words can't describe how
much I loved you and still do. I am so sorry I couldn't be there when
they put you to sleep. I know mom did it to help you and so you wouldn't
be put through any pain or misery. It hurts me so bad to know that my
girl had brain damage, that I assume was from the seizures. I will always
love you, you meant the world to me...you were just like the sister I
never had. The hardest thing for me will be coming home from college and
not having you run up to me begging me to pick you up and hold you. Mom
described how peaceful you were when you passed away. I hope you found
Grandma Beck in heaven, though I don't remember her, Mom always tells me
how much of an animal lover she was. When it seemed no one else was there
for me, I knew I could always count on you. I miss you soo much Saydie!!
I have your picture up in my apartment just as a reminder what a wondeful
dog you were. I love you. I know you will always be there to look over us
because you were always such a protector. You loved all of us so much,
even though Reid did get on your nerves from time to time. Life just
won't be the same without you - it is going to be such a hard struggle.
Every time I came home from school, I was always more happy to see you
than anyone else. You are still my baby. I remember how much you loved
going to the beach and how much youth you seemed to posess. I also
remember how you would be under the table at dinner hoping someone would
drop some food, you know I always dropped some, not so much by accident,
for you. I loved it when Mom would let you sleep in my bed, you would
curl up under my covers down by my feet. You were always looking to give
me a kiss, especially in the face which was kind of gross at the time,
now I wish I had of let you lick me as much as you wanted. I miss you so
much. I can't hold back the tears no matter how hard I try... now it
seems like no one understands the pain im going through losing you,
although I know they care, they will never be able to understand the bond
that existed between us. This is all just so hard... I just know that you
are in heaven now with God, and you are at peace... I can't even bring
myself to finish this memorial, it is too much like saying goodbye, which
I regret not being able to do. I miss you and I will love you always,
you will always hold a place in my heart... goodbye my Saydie
May...
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Sir Francis (Frankie)
of Little Rock - September 2003, 7 years, 9 months old
We miss you Frankie. You were the best dog ever.
You will be alive forever in our hearts.
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Princess Cora Vette - September 2003, 4 years, 7 months old
Princess, you were a very special little girl. You touched all
of our lives in a very special way and we will never forget you for that. You
were my little girl and I loved you so very much. You were there with me
through some of the hardest times of my life and I just wish there could have
been something I could have done for you. I promised Ram I would bring you
back home to him but I couldn't and I feel so bad about that.
Your poppa loves and misses you very much baby!
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Christy Dian - September 2003, 15 years, 11 months old
My dear sweet Christy - I can't believe that this time last
week I only had but a few short hours left to spend with you. Oh my gosh,
you have been a part of my life for so many years now and are a big part of
me. I remember when I first saw you and I fell instantly in love. I keep
looking for you in places that you would lie and I miss you bugging me for
treats when the kids go to bed. You were such a wonderful companion and I
will never forget you. I still can't believe that you missed your 16th
birthday by only two days. Although it is very hard on me to have you gone
now I know that you had a great pampered life and you knew how much you
were loved as you will always be. Goodbye my sweetie pie. I miss you. Love
Mommy.
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Hamilton -
September 2003, 18 years, 11 months, 1 week old
Hamilton, my first dachshund ... what a sweet,
funny little guy. We all miss you so much.
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Cleopatra Sue - September 2003, 13 years, 10 months, 312 days old
I love you, Cleo. You were my pretty girl. I got you when
you were only two-and-a-half months old and we were together nearly 14
years. You got me through the toughest times in my life. I don't know
what I would have done without you. I will always remember the happy
times - traveling, playing, all your amazing tricks (roll over, play
dead, sit up, park, shake). You were so smart and such a pretty girl
dachshund. Thank you for loving me and caring about me. I will never
forget you. I hope God will see fit for me to see you again in heaven.
There will never be another one like you. I'm sorry for any of the times
I was mean to you. - it was just my own life problems. You were
troublesome dachshund, sassafrasse dachshund. Alpha. Blackie. I hope I
put you out of your misery. I was there until the end with you because I
love you. Take care and I hope to see you again. God bless my
girl!!!!!
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Delilah Bouchillon - September 2003, approximately 10 years old
Our sweet Delilah was only with us for one month. She was a
owner-surrender (cannot care for her any longer) at the local kill shelter,
and a call from a friend told us about this very over-weight older girl. We
rushed down to bail her out. She developed a bad cough with difficulty
breathing two weeks after we brought her home. A trip to the vet revealed a
herniated diaphragm. Surgery wasn't a good option as in addition she also
suffered from a heart murmur and periodontal disease. Although we were
only able to have her with us a short time, she touched the hearts of all
who met her. Delilah was such a gentle soul and loved her belly rubs and
sleeping in the 'big bed'. Delilah was able to go camping with us two weeks
prior to her condition worsening. She was so excited to go, and LOVED her
walk at the 'doggy beach'. I know she is no longer suffering but miss her
terribly. Rest in peace, big girl. XXXOOO Your Family
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Cinnamon Leininger - September 2003, about 5
years old
My beautiful dachsie Cinnamon didn't die but was
given away by our famliy to a differnet home because of his
biting/temper problems. He was supposed to be put to sleep but
out vet, Dr Albert found a nice home for him. But we miss him
really really badly, with all the good times we had with him. We
nicknamed him Cinner, we took him everywhere. He truthy was a
good dog but my parents could not put up with his temper. Cinner
you are in my heart everyday I think about you day and night.
Cheers and Hersh say hello and miss you too. Love you Cinner
a.k.a. Tart.
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Sam
Haviland - September 2003, 17 years, 4 months old
Sam, you gave us so many wonderful and fun
memories during the many years you lived with us. We hope you
know how much we loved you and how much joy you brought into
our lives. You will always have a place in our hearts and
your memory will live forever.
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Hans a.k.a. Boo -
September 2003, 8 years, 3 months old
I lost my best pal, my little black and tan son, on 25
September 2003. Hans was a standard smooth black and tan. We were
blessed to have him in our home and hearts for just over eight years.
He was a taskmaster, keeping the girls of his pack in line. He also was
a lover. His girlfriend, Scarlett wasn't into 'dog' things, being a bit
of a high-strung southern lady. Hans won her over with his ways.
Watching them spoon and play around was wonderful. I sure wish now that
I had not had Hans neutered and Scarlett fixed. Having some of his
puppies would be a help in these sad times.
Hans developed a cough when he drank water, so we took him to the vet
for a check and found out he had a very enlarged heart. We had an EKG
done and put him on the recommended meds. He began to lose weight, and
then despite repeated visits to the vet and lots of prayers, he began
to have difficulty breathing. Finally his breathing became laboured and
he couldn't sleep. We knew it was time then. I took him out on his
leash into the front yard and let him pee on the neighborhood mail
boxes he so liked to mark. The three girls seemed to know something was
up. The howling was quite eerie. Then we made the long trip to the vet.
Hans went to sleep with me holding his head, looking into his eyes
while my wife held his rear.
We wrapped him in two of his favourite binkies and took him home. I
laid him to rest in his yard where he so liked to roam.
Hans, Boo my best pal, my little son, I'll always love and miss you.
Love you always, Dad
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Von Wiederhold's Asta Narya ~ Asta (Astababy) - September 2003, 18
years, 1 month, 7 days old
Asta was the runt of the litter but born first - she
was always in a rush! She came into my home and my heart and was
always the 'princess' there. My only request was that she never leave
me, but that was not to be.
She loved to sleep on a large silver tray, quite fitting for a
princess, and snuggle among the pillows on my bed. Asta was beautiful
with lovely long red, glossy hair, set off by black tipping. She never
failed to draw the attention of all who met or saw her and she was
always charming.
Asta passed over the Rainbow Bridge in my arms as a result of seizures
that could not be controlled though she had a neurologist and a heart
specialist in addition to her regular veterinarian. I always knew I
could not see her suffer but seeing her go, kissing her good-bye was
so very, very hard.
Time has not made Asta's departure any easier and I look forward
eagerly to the time when we will be able to meet again - when I will
see her lovely face, hold her sweet little body and once again have my
Astababy. You are irreplaceable, Asta!
Mary
Mills
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Pattie - September 2003, 4 years old
Taken from us too soon. Pattie, you are missed very
much.
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Scooter Irwin - September 2003, 16
years old
I got Scooter when he was six months old. He
didn't want anything to do with me at first, but on the way
home, he curled up inside my jacket, and from then on, he
never left my side.
He was the only dog in the family for a long time, but when
we got Herman and Rambo, he accepted them, but made sure
they knew he was 'top dog'.
Scooter had a funny way of welcoming me home from work in
the afternoons. He had to lick me up one side and down the
other, from head to toe each time, I guess to make sure his
smell was on me, and no one else's. I will miss that so
much.
When I held him up to me, we would exchange kisses. I would
kiss him, them he would kiss me. This could go on
forever.
It broke my heart when I saw him starting to slow down and
old age start catching up with him, but he was never in pain
and kept right on going. He played with the other dogs when
he could, and was always right there for me, right by my
side, no matter where I was at home.
Scooter, you were such a part of this family for so many
years that it will be hard not to look for you coming to
meet me each day when I get home.
You died in your sleep, and for that I am thankful. You
didn't suffer, and there again I am thankful. I just wish
that I had been there to say good-bye, and to tell you that
I love you.
You will always be the love of my life, and in my heart and
memories forever. No other dog will ever mean the same as
you do, but I know that you would want me to love all the
other babies just like I love you.
You are happy now, and in no pain. You can run and play with
all of the other furbabies that have gone to the Rainbow
Bridge.
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Chappa (Chapparelle) - September 2003, 17 years, 3 months old
Chappa, my pretty girl. 30 May 1985 to 10
September 2003
The world's a darker place today
I lost my special friend.
Seventeen years she's been with me,
But I knew it was the end.
No longer happy, playful dog,
A black and tan delight,
But old and tired and full of pain,
Bereft of sound and sight.
Your back was crook, your fur was grey,
Your teeth were non-existant.
We had to feed you with a spoon.
It broke our hearts to see it.
I didn't want to take you there.
I hoped you'd die in bed,
But a whispered word reminded me
Of the duty that I had.
Two thousand dollar dog you're called.
Wasn't the price paid for you,
But on the way from the breeder's house
I hit a kangaroo (bummer!).
Companion for a housebound Dad
His company you'd keep.
Watchdog for a baby boy,
You'd sit and guard his sleep. (and pinch his cheese, given
the opportunity!)
The injured man has passed now too, though
You did your 'duty' well.
The baby boy is six foot tall
And misses you like hell.
But I miss my little dog so much.
No claw sounds on the floor.
Your bed empty and put away.
No welcome at the door.
The world's a darker place today...
In memory of my sweetheart princess Chappa, who graced our
lives for over 17 years. I miss you, and think of you every
day. Wait for me.
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