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



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!



Spike Scholz - September 2003, 11 years, 1 months old

In memory of my beloved Spike - I miss you terribly!



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.



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.



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.



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...



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.



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!



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.



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.



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!!!!!



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



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.



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.



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



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



Pattie - September 2003, 4 years old

Taken from us too soon. Pattie, you are missed very much.



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.



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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