Pet Tales
Our pets feel like family members, and we grieve them the same way. Your pet’s obituary may never make it to the local newspaper, but it can still provide an enormous amount of solace for you and any other family members or friends.
Poochie
Poochie, our princess was a rescued dog from the bronx. She was so sweet, gentle and My baby. Loved getting dressed and loved to get tickled. She lived her life till she couldn’t no more. She will be missed 😢
Roxie
Roxie was my 11 year old Chihuahua. She loved like no other. She was there for all the good and bad times in my life. Her favorite thing to do was to snuggle. She loved Watermelon, her bacon treats and her little pink bed that she always laid in while Mommy was playing on the computer. She loved going on walks and she was always waiting for me by the front door when I came home. She always did this happy dance and followed me all around the house no matter where I went and no matter how many times I would get up and down she was right behind me . She was always right there waiting.
Roxie hadn’t been feeling well for a few days and when we took her to the vet a mass was found on her spleen. She died that night. Roxie’s death was so sudden. I couldn’t do anything to stop it. She was there one minute and gone the next. She died in my arms on April 12, 2023. I will never understand why you had to go, but I know I will see you again someday. Roxie was my soul mate, there will never be any dog that can replace her. I would move heaven and earth to save her if I could. I just hope she know that and is looking down on me from heaven filled with all the love that I could ever give her. I know when it’s my time to walk into heaven she will be waiting by the door for me….. I love you Roxie and I will never forget you……
Thank you David for taking such good care of my baby. You will comforting and full of grace when I came to bring her home, your kindness will never be forgotten.
Laila Ally Wood
She is the best girl that I have ever had the pleasure to be with. The love I have for her will never end. She was the best girl, she was so protective over her pack myself and my wife and Especially the grandchildren. Now Laila didn’t get along with everyone but if you were fortunate enough that she liked you then you have a great friendship. Laila was not a little girl even for a ENGLISH MASTIFF. It was the hardest thing I have ever been through when I lost the love of my life.
Baby Girl
Baby Girl was a very important part of our family. Fun, curious, and adventurous all rolled into one. She will be sorely missed. David was very helpful and great to work with. He helped us through the complete process and made this difficult process very smooth. Thank you for everything!!
Spunky
Spunky was our family cat for 10 years, from the day i bought him home and give him to my son for christmas we knew he was right for us. He was more like a dog then a cat, his favorite hobby was fetching hair tie’s and dont you worry if you couldnt throw them he did it his self. We are very saddened by him leaving us but so happy to have had him as part of our family. We will miss you monkey man but we know you and bane are keeping each other company!
Beamer
Beamer was a rescue puppy who joined our family and we fell in love with him in February 2008. He was by my side from the very first day. I would take him to my office where he would sleep in my lap while I worked. And at home he would lay right beside me on the couch, with his head nestled in the crook of my arm while I worked on my laptop.
Beamer actually watched TV and we loved our Monk Marathon Days! He would always bark at animals on the screen…and when he recognized certain sounds, like the jingle from a commercial, he would run into the room to watch the TV and bark at the animals.
He snored, a lot and loudly. He loved to snuggle. He followed us around the house to make sure we weren’t alone. He used to love walks, but didn’t like other dogs in his universe!
He liked to poop on the carpet while we were out to teach us a lesson. He loved to sun himself on our back deck.
As he got a little older and couldn’t jump on the couch himself, he would curl up in his little cream-puff donut and sleep the day away by my feet. He would always climb into bed with me in the early mornings and was my perfect alarm clock each day.
He loved FOOD! And was always ready for a treat—he would stand under the kitchen island just in case a little morsel hit the floor he could call his!
One of his favorite places was when we would sit on the front porch, and he would lay on the couch next to me and bark at the passers-by! He fell in love with a little grey Frenchie girl who would walk by the house every day.
He hated the mail man. He would rip the mail out of the mail slot and destroy it!
He would put his front paws in the mail slot and peek out the front door window at the world–
He would always be at the front door peeking out when we left and came home…he always greeted us with happy whines and snorts! Truly so happy to see us.
He was diagnosed with low mass cell tumor on his back left leg in the fall of 2022 and fought it valiantly, but in the end his heart and lungs gave out. He died in my arms, wrapped in his blanket, on our couch at 945am, April 1, 2023. He was fifteen years old.
He was my absolute best friend and my heart is shattered – the pain of losing him is unbearable. I miss him.
Dobbie
The little guy was a stray or abandoned 8-10 year old when he came to us, hiding in the carport. He wasn’t hunting, wasn’t grooming himself. Emaciated and timid, I thought at first he was feral. Just before he would surely have frozen, as the weather was turning in November, 2019, we took him to the vet for tests and vaccinations and then brought him inside. The transformation was amazing. He claimed my bed and my room, he claimed me, and was attached to me from that moment on. For 3½ years, Dobbie gave this grumpy old man his love and full devotion. He was so much a part of me, even after such a short time, that his passing has devastated me.
Dobbie, little guy, I have no idea what your life was like before you came to us – you had a home with humans who showed you love at some point in your life and lost it. You were devastated, but you took a chance on me and in doing so you brought this old man a great deal of love and companionship. I sincerely hope I gave you a few years of happiness. You are gone, little guy, but my love for you will live on asking as I do. I love you.
I will always hold Dobbie’s memory among those most precious to me. Such a short time he was with me, and yet such a profound effect his honest love has had on me. I can only hope I meant as much to him.
The bed is empty now, except for me. There is no one to call for me when I leave the room. Buddy wanders in, looking in vain for his friend, never to find him again. We will always miss little Dobbie.
Jake
Our friend Jake
Always he will be missed and loved.
Jack
No one wanted him. Jack was returned to RACC twice because he was “aloof”. Mr Aloof stuck his head in my armpit on the ride home and I am not sure he ever took it out. Every step I took he was right behind me for four years. I am grateful for every day I had with him, even if I didn’t get to see him grow up from a puppy. Getting to spend his Senior years with him was just fine. Love you Punkin Head.
Chipper & Frank
Two of the best guys that Caring Pet has taking care of for us.
Forever grateful!