This page is to honor our beloved friends after they've passed on and to pay lasting tribute for making our lives better just for having been in it.
This is our sweet Izzy. The sweetest soul ever. Her favorite things were a warm blanket from the dryer, making you chase her to put her on the sofa (where she wanted to be), cleaning her sister's face, and a treat of any sort ️ She loved to go to bed more than any dog on the planet. We loved her so and miss her sweet presence more than we probably should. Rest easy sweet iboo, we pray your bed in heaven has a warm and fuzzy blankie just the way you like it.
Our beloved Rusty left us suddenly, although he lived a full life for 14 years. A gift as a puppy to our teenage son, he became a loved family member very quickly. He was the sweetest dog you could imagine. He loved children and would always allow them to pet him, going down to their level. We walked for miles every weekend, and in his later years, spent many hours just sitting on the love seat, which he had taken over as “his chair”. He was definitely a couch potato.
Always willing to meet strangers, he visited all, providing a friendly head which he loved to be rubbed for hours. He is missed, but will never be forgotten.
Here is a photo of our beloved Blue Patch Tabby Julia. In her younger days, when she could still jump, she was quite the performance artist, getting on the counters and artistically shredding the paper towels. She lost her jumping ability when she damaged her tail falling off the deck. As she got older, she preferred finding a closet or cubby hole to nap in. But like clockwork, she’d appear at 5:00 and demand lap time. She wouldn’t let me do anything else, grabbing my hand if I moved it away or picked up my book. We’d get into debates at 3:00 am over who was going to get my pillow. Eventually, she’d let me win. She was the Blue Diva. We lost her too soon, tragically, and miss her.
This is our sweet boy Hunter. We rescued him at the age of 1 from Pauling County Animal Shelter where he was named Hunter because they found him on Hunter Street. I remember them telling me they kept him longer than other pups because he was such a sweet loving dog. We instantly fell in love with him and all his crazy habits. He loved chasing squirrels up and down the fence and did catch at least 2 in his lifetime. He was very OCD, walking the same path in the yard so much so that he wore the grass down! He hated water and car rides but loved his neck and belly rubs. We miss him dearly but know he is no longer in pain. We’ll always love you boo!
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the rainbow bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the rainbow bridge there is a land of meadows, hills, and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. They frolic and romp all day with one another.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing. They each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They run and play together until the day comes when one of them suddenly stops playing and looks off into the distance. The nose twitches. The ears are up. The bright eyes are intent. The eager body quivers. Suddenly this one runs from the group, faster and faster, leaping and flying over the tall green grass.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you take him or her in your arms and embrace, clinging together in joyous reunion. Happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your cherished pet, so long gone from your life, but never absent from your heart.
And with your pet beside you once again, you cross the rainbow bridge together.