Year 2010 Tributes

For pet names beginning with "R".

My dearest sweetest Ra kitty...Oh, how I miss you...The tears haven't stopped...I'm lost without you...my heart is broken. The little quilt you slept on, now lies on my pillow and I sleep clutching your favorite toy.
I LOVE you so much, you were my little buddy, my everything...who gave me nose kisses and hugs. You were smart, handsome, gentle and so loving...my protector from spiders and leggers.
You left me with wonderful memories, but I can't touch your soft gray fur or hear your furby like meows or feel your body purring.
I didn't lose you...we lost each other.
If I adopt another kitty, it's not because I stopped loving you, I will ALWAYS LOVE and MISS YOU. It's because I did love you and without you I'm terribly lonely...you will always be my little "Sir".
Wait for me with BadBoy kitty and Tuffy by the bridge...I won't be long.
                                                                 LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER,
                                                                                      Cooky
Your sister Isis misses you too.

Rachel was more than a beloved pet. She was our "3rd" child. Never moody, always in the mood for a romp. She loved each member of our family including all of the cats that she has outlived and continue to live. She had the best kissing spot on the top of her head. There was nothing better than having that cold nose wake you up in the morning. She smiled with her eyes. We will never have another dog as there is no dog on earth that could ever live up to her. It wouldn't be fair to even try. Whoever dumped that precious puppy didn't realize what a joy she was to our family. From the day she walked into our lives with that big fluffy tail and the one ear up and one ear down, we knew she had our hearts. We love you baby girl!

RAIDER WE LOVE AND MISS YOU SO MUCH, HOPE TO SEE YOU AND BE ABLE TO PET YOU AND GET KISSES TO.

You had a hard life from the very beginning. You had many shots to counter the 24 allergies and the eye drops to help prevent the cataracts. Your life was dependent on help and help is what you got until the end. You had four beautiful years with us and we loved you with all our hearts. You fought to the end but hurt and pain were too much and a final sleep was what you needed. You will be remembered forever as our big boy. Your free now.

rascal you were my actual dream come true. A month after losing Penny, my mixed breed, I had a very vivid dream of being in a shelter and seeing a little white dog. I, in the dream, actually rescued him and brought you home. I knew you were mine from the moment I laid eyes on you in the cage. you repaid me with love sincere and were always there in my good times and especially my bad times. you understood me. you were the constant companion to my mom who you knew as grandma. now you are with her I know as you loved her so. cubby your little buddy misses you tremendously, but rascal he remembers everything you taught him. he is now head dog and showing the ropes to his new buddy. I know you are looking down and are proud of him as I am. thank you for bringing me the joy and comfort while you were here, I miss you too, but I know you are with penny and bosco and patches and grandma, watching over her as you always did. until we meet again, and we will, I love you. love always your mom Dorothea

Sir Raven Delight was his actual given full name - named of course so aptly as he was jet, jet black. So absolutely adorable and so sweet - he was full of energy and could run like the wind as he had these beautiful long legs, even for his small 8 1/2 lb frame. He was our '3rd child' and 'the baby' of the family without a doubt - we loved him with all of our hearts. We have so many cherished memories with him, never to be forgotten. I truly have lost a 'piece of my heart' which hopefully one day may heal.
We loved you dearly, little Raven. Rest in peace my little friend and one day I will walk with you again.

Lesley, Diana, Harry & Taylor

Sitting By The Door

I wait…
Wondering where you are

How many times
Have I come home
To see your tiny, sweet face
Shining up at me

Little paws scratching my legs
In a panic of 'hello'
You're home at last!

"Where have you been?"
Your little face says to me…
"I've been so lonely without you"

How ironic…
Now I sit alone by the door
Waiting for you to come home

But, you do not come
Now…I can only wait
And hope…
That someday I will see you again


In memory of our Dear Little Raven
July 8, 2004- July 16, 2010
Lesley Broadhurst

Exactly one week ago today, at this time, I made the difficult decision to end the suffering of my sweet and beloved German Shepherd Puppy, Raya. I only had her for 3 weeks, and in that time I grew to love her more than I thought I was capable of. She was sweet, playful, curious & loving. She went everywhere with me. Small for her age, she became listless & uninterested in food. I took her to my vet & was referred to a neurologist, who found that she had severe congenital kidney disease. Little Raya did not get enough nutrients and didn't grow like her littermates, so her body was unable to filter out toxins. She began having terrible seizures. After a night receiving IV fluids, she seemed better, but was very unhappy when I had to give her sub-cutaneous fluids, which was painful & uncomfortable for her. I suppose I wasn't strong enough to keep her alive using those means, for seeing her in pain was too difficult for me. I would rather remember her playing, exploring outside, chasing my cat, licking my face or just lying comfortably in my lap, her tail wagging as I talked to her. I will miss her forever and she will always be in my heart. Dear sweet Raya, say hello to Morrison, Roxanne and Kodi and please, please when you think I am ready, send me a gift of another dog with your spirit. I love you sweet girl.

My Handsome Boy....words cannot explain the heartache, the sense of loss I experienced on Christmas Eve. Although I know you are no longer suffering, and I did what you asked me, with those pleading eyes to do, I miss you. I miss you so so so much. You were my best friend, with me almost everywhere I went. We fought and thought we won the battle of cancer. And honestly i think we did for so long. I hope you had fun camping, and swimming, and spending time with mommy. I hope you are happy you got to meet and play with Shelby. Razor, I hope you are always watching over me, protecting me from harm just as you did in life. Everyday you made me smile, and I hope I was a good mommy.

I could go on and on, honestly. I let you go, to the Rainbow Bridge, because you were ready, you fought a long battle, and gave me 9 extra months. Thank you handsome, I will forever remember you, love you, and you will forever own my heart.

She was a great dog a bit naughty but great....god how I miss her. Putting her down was the worse thing I have ever done. I feel so empty inside. I love you Raz

Dog spelled backwards is God~and both are the epitome of unconditional love!

We had to give you up this morning, I am glad that in your last hours you decided to spend your remaining time with me. Truce and Oscar both knew you were very ill and they will miss you as much as Mom and I do.
Signing the form to say goodbye was just as hard as it was when I signed Mr. Black’s form, and Mr. Black sure has been coming to mind the past two weeks.  
We will greatly miss your greetings when arriving home. Sometimes you would greet us at the door but more often it would be call out to us from a chair, cat tree, tower or wherever you might be. I will have to remember to give late night snacks since you won’t be here to remind me. You brought great joy and love into our lives for thirteen years and that space in our hearts that you hold will never be filled except with the great memories we have of you.  
We thank Dr. Grant for all her help and for coming into our lives just when we have needed her most.  
Love you always boy,  
Mom and Dad  
May Red and Mr. Black romp and play at the Rainbow Bridge.

Our dear sweet Reeser Marie....you will be missed so very much..we are going through such a terrible heartbreaking feeling but know that you are on God's lap now.  
Your little teddy bear is with you... We know God will have room for both of you.....  
Have a good rest little Reeser. We will remember you forever....

Your mommy and daddy...

Have You a Pet in Heaven?
Have You a dog in Heaven, Lord?
And do You pat his head?
Does he sit up and beg each night
Before he goes to bed?
Does he look up with shining eyes
When he sees Your smiling face?
Does he wag his stubby little tail
When he wants to run a race?

Have You a dog in Heaven, Lord?
Is there room for just one more?
Cause my little dog died today;
He'll be waiting at Your door.
Please take him into Heaven, Lord.
And keep him there for me.
Just feed him, pet him, love him, Lord,
That's all he'll ask of Thee.

The best dog in the world, my precious boy reunited with Daddy loved always until we meet again

Rikusha, you are our best friend, a pure, gentle, beautiful soul. Although we can no longer feel the softness of your curls and the warmth of your gaze, you are here in our hearts now and forever :) In the meantime, until we meet again, come visit us lovely in our dreams, cause you know we get pretty lonely here without you...

Cutest little face ever! Sweet and loving. Gives little licks like kisses. Stealing all kinds of stuff, I had to steal stuff back then she'd take it again! Licking water around the tub after a shower.
Mcdonalds french fries! Chocolate, especially Godiva dark with raspberry filling, she stole a few of those. Riding in the car! YAY!
Greeting friends and family. Snuggling with the cats (whether they wanted her to or not). Jumping around like crazy and spinning for fun then tumbling off the bed or down the stairs. Splashing water from the bowl onto the cats. Climbing up the screen to let us know you want to go out. Crinkly toys. Playing in the mailbox. Following me around the house when she missed me all day. Biting and hanging on to the end of the mop while I mopped.

So many memories.

I never knew I could love a ferret so much. I thought I loved cats more than anything, well, now, they're my second favorite animal.

I rarely ever caged her. I just couldn't think of keeping her locked up for her life and so she freely roamed the house. And even though that involved quite the cleanup everyday, I wouldn't have had it any other way. She was free and happy!

I miss her and keep thinking she's sleeping in my couch or in my bed and will at any moment come down the stairs to see what I'm up to.
I keep looking in piles of clothes or blankets on the floor to see in she's curled up in them.

I still have her squeeky toy. The one that no matter how soundly she was asleep or playing outside (yes I'd on occasion let her run around my yard) she would always come to the sound of it. So I never worried if I couldn't find her.

I want to call her with it now.:(

I hope I get to see her again one day.
My favorite, my baby, my sweet little entertainer.
I hope you're running free somewhere in the grass and have lots of cozy blankets to sleep in and lots of toys and raisins and chocolate and french fries!

Miss you Rikki, Love you forever.

I adopted Riley from the Knox County Animal Shelter on Dec. 4, 2003. His previous living conditions were appalling, but that didn't break his spirit. When I first brought him home, Max - a very energetic Miniature Schnauzer - wanted to run and play with him, but Muldoon - a large Airedale - stood by Riley, who was still a bit tipsy from the drugs wearing off (he'd just been neutered). She made sure Riley was OK before she let Max start playing with him. And play they did, pulling on opposite ends of rope toys, "dancing" together in the back yard, or just chasing each other at top speeds, from one side of the yard to the other, and around again.

Although he was a Shih-tsu, I promised him I'd never make him look silly, pulling up his head fur in a bow. I called him my "Laughing Boy", because he always had a wagging tail. Even if he just caught me looking at him, he'd give it a wag; a smile, for nothing at all, except love, and that made me smile. I thought of him as a gift from Toody, who had passed over the Rainbow Bridge years before, because Riley would stick to me like glue. He was never a big licker, but I saw the love and devotion in his eyes, and I hope he saw it in mine, too. When he got tired at night, he'd start walking down the hall, stop, and look back at me: "Well? Are you coming, too?" Riley preferred carrots, vegies, and unsalted rice crackers over any dog food, biscuits or even ground beef! He was known to pull radishes out of the garden and eat them.

When he was diagnosed with congestive heart failure early in 2010, we thought that maybe he was older than we had originally estimated. I had lost my job, but there was nothing we wouldn't do to keep him as healthy and happy as possible. (Charge cards can be a blessing, sometimes). He had to take a handful of pills every day; some mornings I needed to wake up at 3AM to give him one, but I didn't mind; he was sleeping right next to me.

He had good days, when I'd take him for walks down the street, or in the car with me; he even got to sit in on a couple of radio shows I did in his last month. He just wanted to be with his people. When he was really excited, he tried to do his little "bouncy dog" routine, although only managing to get his two front paws a few inches off the ground, but he knew it made me laugh. But even when he wasn't feeling so good, he still had that wag - that smile - for me, that was so special, and so unique to him. Neither Max nor Daisy do anything like that unless there's something in it for them. No one will ever smile at me like that again.

I'd been praying that the end would be natural, that I wouldn't have to bring him to the vet, and that it would be soft and easy, that he'd go to the Bridge in the middle of a wonderful doggy dream. Part of my prayer was answered. It was Thanksgiving night, and he started to get dizzy, and couldn't stand up. I picked him up and held him in my lap as my husband called the vet. But there was nothing to be done. The end did seem to come fast; was it painless? Only Riley knows. But I was holding him to the end.

Riley, my Laughing Boy, you're now romping with Muldoon, who left us in 2006, and Toody, your benefactor, who went to the Bridge exactly 8 years before you. On our Dog's Day celebration Dec. 4, Barry and I, along with Max & Daisy, shall shed a lot of tears as we remember you and the rest of the "kids" who have been part of our pack. In the words of Francis Cabrel "Je t'aimais, je t'aime, je t'aimerais".

My beautiful little Riley. You changed my life with your love and courage and mischief and taught me how to truly love. I know we will be together forever but I miss your physical presence here so much. I want to pet you one more time and look in your eyes and tell you how much I love you. My heart will hold you in it forever; we will be together soon and forever. Thank you for loving me and being the best friend anyone could ever have. See you soon. I love you.

I will miss the best rooster that ever lived, Robin Hood. He always took care of his hens and let them eat first. He let me know he wanted to eat and came right up to me asking for food. He was cute, a batam and Silkie mix with black and gold feathers. He was samll but had a big heart and survived the rigors of growing up in the wild. He came with us from our old home in the country on the North Shore of Oahu and lived peacefully for eight more years at our new home where he clucked, crowed and enjoyed his freedom in the yard. When my young german shepherd killed him last week he was doing what was bred into him, now we will have to work ever harder to supress what for him is programmed in by nature and breeding. I will have another silkie someday when this dog matures and I want another big bird like Robin. Rest in peace Robin.

Mix of Chow and Shepard. Rocky or Roc'nrollatola was a loving well-behaved dog. A true and faithful companion to his Mom, Myleen and doggy sister, Addie.  
I've had the pleasure of knowing Rocky from a pup and his Mom a few years longer. He will be missed by all!  
We love you, Rocky!

Rocky was a miniature schnauzer that I rescued in April of 2001. He was about to be rescued for the 3rd time. I recall seeing him and wondering why this beautiful dog had not adjusted to many homes. He was placed with me after I signed the rescue papers. He was allegedly neutered. No one knew the little guy wasn't because his testicles never dropped. I am sure this was a problem for him as he always loved our female dogs more then one would expect.  
He became my best friend and therapist. My husband and I lost a daughter and I was about to lose my mother. He stood by us and even when we argued he jumped between us as if to act as a mediator. He would spend many years loving his family and friends. I always kept him healthy but despite this he went blind and I had to act as his eyes. I never complained and neither did he. He always wanted to be close and touch me. In February, the vet thought she found a kidney stone and since he appeared healthy and strong, we proceeded with the surgery, thinking it would be minor. While in the operating room we received a call telling us that he had no stone but had deformed testicles and a suspicious looking spleen. He survived this extensive surgical procedure and although a bit frail, he seemed to be coming along nicely. My husband and I did all we could for him. He loved his rides in the car and wore sweaters to keep warm while we ran errands. He was my side kick and lifelong pal. He was as excited to go on rides and walks until the end. The day before he passed away, we had a wonderful time. He travelled along and held his head out the window on all the country roads. We even stopped at the vets for food and they remarked how cute he looked awaiting my return to the car. I never suspected this would be our last day together.  
That evening he went for his walk and ate his dinner and did the same the following morning. Suddenly he began to act very strange and appeared to have a seizure. He kept having more and more trouble as we tried to comfort him. I knew this was the end. He lapsed into a coma and I stayed with him until the end as did his best friend, Max, a cat who took care of him every day. I miss this little guy very much and am so glad that I found him and he got a forever home. He will remain in my heart with the many other animals we have rescued. This little man was so dear and so special that I know he was meant to find us and our wonderful farm to live out the rest of his days. I miss him terribly as does Max and the other dogs. I am disabled and have a service dog and she tries to stay close but she also knew how important Rocky was to me and how he stayed by my side all the time. She is trying now to comfort me and sits near me where Rocky did. There is a hole in my heart that I am sure will eventually heal but I also know that one day I will be be him in heaven. I lost my best friend last week. I love you Rocky and thank you for your love and affection in return.

Rocky..my rock-a-doodle. We love and miss you so much. Your sickness was so sudden. We were not ready to let you go. I am so sorry that there was nothing else that mommy could do to make you better. I want you to know how much you are loved. You were always such a good boy. You never went potty outside the litter box. You never bit anyone. You were funny and fun to be around. There will always be a special place in our hearts for you. I am thankful that you are healthy and happy and can see Mr. Herms again and you two can play together forever. I can not wait to see you both again because it would not be heaven without you. We love you so much Rocky!!! Our beautiful angel ferret ferret :,-(
xoxo

We recently lost our beloved 13 yr old black Lhasa named Rocky to illness on 6/10/10. Tomorrow, I will gather his ashes at the Vet and bring Rocky home. He was a great dog, with the temperament of one of God's Most Loving Angel's. As I write this and think of him, tears begin to fill my eyes and stream down my cheeks. I retired from Suffolk County NY Police Department in February of 1998. I purchased Rocky for my wife from a breeder in Long Island whom I can no longer locate. Rocky took the place of our very first Lhasa a 13 yr old blonde male named Stashu Dumbrowski who was given to me as a pup by a friend.. We have owned these two dogs over the last 26 years and are sold on their love, loyalty, temperament, and companionship. Over the last 13 years Rocky was my very shadow. We were inseparable, he and my wife and I. We took him everywhere possible, and folks everywhere, always admired his handsome looks and gentle demeanor. He never bit, nor chewed nor ever did a single drop in the house (that may be hard to believe but so help me God it is true). He was a perfect being. He loved to operate and remove squeakers from stuffed toys and once he completed the task he would move on to another. We live on an acre of land in Maryland and so Rocky knew deer, geese, turtles, rabbits, squirrels, snakes and other dogs and cats and was always friendly to all. Squirrels he would chase to the nearest tree and he would look up at them as they climbed and wonder almost aloud........"How did you do that ?"...He loved other animals and got along perfectly well with all. Children when they came to visit were always treated to kisses on demand and the timeless fun throwing his toys which he would proudly fetch and return....to me!! Rocky was bred as a crated pup and as such never found the crate to be a problem if we were traveling. He was trained by his breeder to lap his water from a hanging tube and bottle just like a gerbil or rabbit and therefore his crate was never soiled by a knocked over water bowl.As he got older we never used the crate except when visiting other households where pets were not allowed to roam. He was raised as puppyhood on dry food only and was up until March the picture perfect 12 yr old active dog. He slipped and fell down a 14 step flight of stairs in late March and was put on a anti-inflammatory ( I can't recall the drug) by the and after three days he had a severe reaction. I returned him to the Vet who then after another exam found a bad tooth in the back of his jaw and placed him on an antibiotic prior to removal. The tooth was removed 5 days later, his blood work returned normal, but the Vet ordered him to remain on the antibiotic for 10 days.......Rocky again had an adverse reaction and became listless.
We took him off the drug and slowly very slowly he began to regain composure and strength. His appetite was poor and his normal eating habits suddenly changed. He would eat one day and not another and he would drink large amounts of water..... He never lost his heart to continue nor the love he expressed at every waking moment...but his strength again left him and he began to get lost and confused in his own environment. Sadly on Wednesday June 9th he ate his last, and we realized that his quality of life would not return. On Thursday June 10 my wife, Maria and I took him to a GREAT VET in Annapolis and Rocky, in the arms of his dear Maria, went back to his Creator. I share this story with you so that you will know and understand just how special these little creatures are to us, and just how well he was cared for and cared also for us. Rocky had the same groomer for his entire life and after his passing I sadly informed her that he was gone. She attempted to help me feel better by informing me that Rocky was a very lucky dog, who had a very great and loving owner. She has been grooming for 26 yrs and told me honestly that he had never seen a dog given such great and loving care. She said his temperament proved it, and the joy that he displayed upon my arrival to pick him up from his every third week adventure at "the cleaners" as I called it proved he was a very happy and lucky dog.

We will feel this lose forever........... June 27 1997 - June 10 2010 ( 4737 Days of Pure Love)

Rocky
Our Forever Pet

There's something missing from our home,
We feel it day and night,
We know it will take time and strength
Before things feel quite right
But just for now, we need to mourn,
Our hearts - need time to mend,
Though some may say it's "just a pet"
We know we've lost a friend.
You've brought such laughter to our home,
and richness to our days...
A constant friend through joy or loss,
With gentle, loving ways.
Companion, pal, and confidante,
A "Buddy" we can't forget,
You'll live for always in our hearts,
Our Sweet Forever Pet...

To my dear friend,
Thank you for the best 6years a man could ask for!!
You made me so proud to say ,he's mine!!!
The way you stood out above all the others.....
Strong,fine,handsome,Stracted,Full,Funny,Tuff,Hungry,agressive,lovable,and most of all,A true Birmingham.
Thank you for all smiles you brought to the plate,
You will always have a place in my heart and soul,
I will never forget you,
I'm crying again...
I can't help myself...
I know that when it's my time The big fella Upstairs will put us together,
And we will pick up where we left off...
Dave &Rocky!!!!!
Remember this poop Doop...
I will be with you again...
Rest my friend,
Always
Dave

I love you Roscoe, You will always live in my heart and be my best friend.

Rosie was the best Christmas present I ever had. I'd always wanted a cocker spaniel (like the one in The Lady and the Tramp) but there were no golden's at the breeders. They were all black - so how do we choose one? Well when Rosie came over and started licking my son Dean's toe, we knew she was the one. She was named Black Rose - Rosie for short. We had an older dog at home who was on her last legs - until Rosie came along. I think she lasted a couple of extra years just because she had cheeky Rosie geeing her up!!  
Rosie went to puppy school, and won "Best dog on the day" - I was so proud of her - I'd never won anything on my own but we did it together!!  
She was my constant friend through some very tough times and when my older dog died, we decided to get her a friend - Harry, a rescue dog of 2years old.  
They have played, fought, run and loved each other until a couple of days ago, when my girl was knocked over by a speeding hit and run. She was very badly hurt, and even though I would have loved to have brought her home, it would have been too cruel. So now she is waiting with Susie, Jock and Soxy the dogs - Monty and Ginge the cats, until it's our time to meet them on the Rainbow Bridge. I am so, so sad but know that she is not suffering as she would have done if she was still on this earth. Love and hugs from your mum Kay and dad Ian, "brothers" Dunc, Dean and Andy and your constant companions Harry and Fergus! xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxmum

Rosie (Rosie Day)

You brought us so much joy in your short 7 months! We did not expect that our final good-bye would be so soon. I dropped you off to get spay and that is the last that I would see of your bright eyes. You had a cardiac arrest near the end of the surgery. The vet was able to administer CPR and epinephrine only to bring you back in body but not mind. The kids were shocked to find out your state and we brought them to see you at the end of the day.

We said our tearful good byes, sang to you and kissed you so much. We asked the vet to let you go peacefully and he respected our wishes. We love you and miss you so much! You are our sweet Rosie Day and our house just isn't the same. We know that God holds you in his arms and for that we are grateful.

We miss everything about you and love you so much! We know that you are playing with Suzie, Sophie and Lucy. We shall see you one day again dear friend. Hugs and kisses to you.

Love,  
Mommy, Daddy, Alexander, Kyle and Elizabeth

Our Baby Girl: Roxanne will be greatly missed by so many. Having my business in my home made her a real celebrity. She was the first thing you saw when you entered the door. And she always greeted you with a bark and a kiss. And boy did she love those treats from everyone. We will miss her very much, but we also know she was growing old fast.. She will remain in our hearts forever. Roxy was a very Special Girl!

Roxy Boxy Beakida Boo, Roxy Boxy I Love You.... My sweet beautiful baby girl. You own my heart and I am going to miss you everyday for the rest of my life. You gave love and smiles to everyone who knew you. You were my best friend, so loyal and loving. My little babygirl. I am soooo sorry we couldn't fight your cancer anymore but you were soooo strong and I know you fought as hard as you did, for me. I love you soooo much, my heart is broken. I will never ever stop loving and missing you. All you ever wanted was a gentle headbutt and a bellyrub.. I hope I was a good Mommy to you and I hope you aren't as sad as I am. I cant imagine how I will go on without you, my shadow, my love, my heart. I wish I could bring you back home with me, where you belong, but I know you were starting to not be so happy, so please forgive Mommy and I hope you know how much i adore you and i will always ache for you. Im gonna miss the nose prints on my doors and the wet jowls on my lap. Until we meet again, Mommy will sing our song that I sang to you every morning...  
"Good Morning, Good Morning"  
"Good Morning, Good Morning to youuuu"  
We all love and miss you Roxy, my perfect sweet baby girl xoxox  
love Mommy

Rubia was a tri-colored female cat that moved in with me when she was two years old. I kept her and moved her from Hialeah, FL to Baton Rouge, LA. Unfortunately, her illness began in Hialeah. She peacefully passed away, in Louisiana. Her colony and myself will miss her.

Rudy loved what all dogs’ love and that is to be close to us. In heart and spirit he is still very close to us. His mature years showed dignity and a sense of wisdom beyond our wildest dreams. He was truly special.

To my best friend and the love of my "doggie" life, thank you for your comfort when I needed it and thank you so much for being my Baby Ru! You are and always will be such a huge part of me! Behave yourself Demon Dog!!

You were my best friend my source of joy and comfort and I will miss you for the rest of my life. A piece of my heart heart passed with you and it will be empty until I see you again. I loved you so much.

My Ryder has left a large hole in my heart. I am so sad he is gone. He was a Bhodisatva kitty for sure. An orange tabby, short haired with the cutest little munchkin face. He would put his paw on my arm or my head or my back, where ever he could touch, to get my attention and then give me a very soulful look in the eyes. He did this to all company as well. He greated me with a yawn. I think he would see me say "Hi Ryder" and mimic that but with a large open mouth with no sound. He had lost his voice when he was young, screaming at a neighbor cat, ever since then he had a hoarse voice. He ended up with throat cancer, such a shock to me, I never would have thought a cat could get throat cancer. But maybe his throat was damaged by that loud scream when he was young. He loved to run down the yard with me in tow...go to his favorite patch of dirt, roll in it and then have me pat him clean of the dirt....then repeat. Dirt bath... I believe he was the reincarnation of my previous cat, Jasper. Long story, but I am very sure it is true. I love you Ryder. Will always love you forever. We will meet again at the rainbow bridge, but I will be looking for you in the meantime to return to me somehow. You know I will need help with that though, so send me messages, please. I miss you so much.