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C.J., 10-07-1996 - 11-06-2013 Small Cam

C.J. - We miss and love you so very much.  You were my heart and soul!  You were such a loving and tender-hearted companion and so very smart!!  Our hearts will remain broken until we meet again beloved Princess baby!  You are and will always be my very best friend!  We love you little pumpkin butt! 


Camilla, 3/8/00 - 12/26/13 Small Cam

Camilla, you were the light of my life for 14 years. You will always be my special baby, my "angel face." I hope you know how much I love you. I would have done anything to have kept you here. Losing you is unbearable. I pray that you are safe, no longer in pain, and purring sweetly. I hope to meet you, again. Please wait for me!

Candy, April 12, 2001 - February 27, 2013 Small Cam

We love you so much, Candy.

Candy Girl

There is a place you needed to go to
Where the grass is green and luscious
The bold rays of a golden sun shine down
And warms the air around us

There is no pain or suffering
No aging bones that ache
You are so full of adventure now
Any journey, you can take

Our hearts are heavy and throb with pain
And in our heads, thoughts of you swirl
Even though it was your time to leave us
You’re with us forever, Candy girl.


Capone, 12/01/1999 - 12/31/2012 Small Cam

Wow, where have the last 13 years gone!   Unfortunately on 12/31/2012 Capone passed on to the rainbow bridge.   He meant a lot to me and will be missed.   He was the type of dog that once you met him you were instantly attached. 
Over the past year he was gradually getting worse; his nervous system gave out and was in too much pain to continue.   Mentally he was there, but his body had given out.
Thirteen years is a long life for a bigger dog, so I am grateful he lasted as long as he did.   I knew this day would come when I got him 13 years ago but that does not make it any easier to deal with. 
End the end I am celebrating his life on earth.  I met a bunch of wonder people along the way and I wanted to mention a few stories.  Along with this I have posted pictures and some additional comments.
The Office:
When Capone was 3 months old I took him to my friend John’s office.  The was an office condo building that had 2 stories with a long hallway on each floor with a stair case on each side.   Small businesses would rent each office so there were a wide variety of occupants.   John’s office was on the second floor so I walked up the stairs to the second floor with Capone.  Way down on the other end of the hallway there was some man with a brief case just staring at me and smiling.   I asked him if he wanted to see my puppy.   Well the guy was smiling and shaking his head so I let Capone go.   Keep in mind Capone was 3 months old, very small and had that non-threatening puppy look.   Well Capone started running and the man at the other end of the hallway started to scream.  He ran down the stairs and then I heard the thump of his brief case being thrown up the stairs back into the hallway! 
Wow this is not the response I expected.  I did not know what to do except laugh.  I told John about it and we just went to lunch.  After we got back he received a call from the landlord explaining that the person at the other end of the hallway was a Psychiatrist and had a phobia of dogs.   I guess this puppy put him back a few years in therapy.  Needless to say I didn’t bring back Capone to John’s office.

The Peeing Incident:
When Capone was around 6 months or so I took him up to Piedmont park.  At that time they didn’t have the official dog park.  So what everyone did is let their dogs roam in the big area where they have concerts in front of park tavern.   I would say there were at least 100 dogs off leash and having a good time.   So when I got there I let Capone off the leash and he started to run downhill where there where two oversized ladies sitting facing away looking down the hill.  I thought that was strange since there were all kinds of dogs running around.  I then realized Capone went up to them from behind and was sniffing.  I knew what was about to happen but he was too far away for me to stop it…  Well he did what you are thinking.  He decided to mark the ladies by peeing on both of their backs!  
Well, I am not sure what you would have done.  For me it was get the dog and since they didn’t notice leave!   I was in this process when some guy who also saw the incident came up running and yelling “Did your dog just pee on them?” and I mean yelling.    I was thinking STFU!  Anyway the ladies then turned around and said “That’s alright, dogs have been peeing on us all day and we don’t understand why?”  Wow… ok maybe it’s because you are sitting among a hundred dogs and once they smell pee on you they will try to mark you like a fire hydrant.   In any case I left the area 
Frisbee:
Around nine months old I took Capone to Boulder, Colorado where we stayed for three months over a winter.   He loved it up there as I did also.  I met some wonderful people and liked the relaxed laws relating to dogs.  I was not the dog’s owner, I was his Guardian.  Also there was generally off leash everywhere.  Technically it was supposed to be in the parks and the dog had to come on command, but the reality was it didn’t matter if he was on leash.  Whereas in Atlanta I took Capone to a unofficial dog park in Brookhaven where we had to have someone on lookout at the entrance for animal control.  Animal control would come and hand out $170 tickets and would ruin the good time everyone was having.   During my stint in Colorado I noticed Capone jumping at the Frisbee when a few people were playing Frisbee catch in the park.  I then realized he probably would fetch the Frisbee.  
When I got back to Atlanta in the feb/march time frame of 2001 I started to run with Capone to the Peachtree Hills park at 5am, play catch with the Frisbee and run back home.  This was about ½ mile run each way depending on the route.   It was a sight to see, but generally I couldn’t see since it was still dark out that time of morning.  It was pretty amazing to know I would throw the Frisbee 50-75 yards, then Capone from a dead stop would run leap in the air and I would hear the catch.  He would run it back and we would start over.   Generally the only time he dropped it was when I made a bad throw. 
During the evening or daytime on weekends we would go to the Peachtree Hills park and there would be other dogs there.  I met a few other friends here.   I was throwing the Frisbee to Capone and a lady had a Boxer there.  The Boxer was not interested in the Frisbee, instead she would just run along side Capone and bark and harass him.   Well I threw the Frisbee about 50 yards and Capone was running to get it.  He would usually run then jump about 5 feet in the air and snag the Frisbee.  It was site to see an 80 lbs. dog do this.  In this situation Capone’s timing is way off because this boxer is nipping at him the whole way.   At the last second Capone turned his head barked and snipped back at the boxer who was next to him.  The boxer was stunned and stopped running.  Capone then turned his head the other way and caught the Frisbee in flight.   Anyway it was a site to see.
So everyone would gather at Peachtree park and bring their dogs.  Usually everyone stood around and socialized.   I just got there and wasn’t paying too much attention.   I threw the Frisbee far,  and I mean far.  75 yards maybe.   Well it was a throw where the Frisbee was floating in the air,  then I noticed the trajectory.   There was some woman there with her dogs at the other end of the field talking on the phone.   I just looked in awe.  I knew what was going to happen.   What are the odds.  The Frisbee could of gone anywhere at that distance, why did it decide to go that direction?   In any case it was too far to get her attention and bam!  It hit her on the head while she was talking on the phone.   I was just thankful Capone decided not to jump and try to catch it as it was hitting her.    In any case the Frisbee wasn’t moving that fast and the lady was fine.  I was just a little embarrassed 

Afterthoughts:
Occasionally I would have to board Capone.  When I came to pick him up after the first time I boarded him, the lady at the kennel mentioned that except at night Capone just hung out with the workers all day up front.   This was typical behavior and didn’t really surprise me.  I really didn’t like to put him in a kennel, so Capone’s second home was back in St. Louis.  Mainly at my Parents, but on occasion my sisters would also lay claim to him.  I think there might have been some tension.  
Last October I spent a week in Colorado and dropped him off at my Parent’s house.  Their house is on a cul-de-sac and over the years Capone got to know the neighbors.  He would just hang out on the porch and when neighbors came home he would go greet them.   I was talking to my parent’s next door neighbors when I was back in October.  Unfortunately Mr. Grant is suffering from Alzheimer’s and each morning last October Capone would go over to their house and according to Ms. Grant it was therapeutic for him to interact with Capone. 
During his younger years Capone would sleep in the same bed with me, unless he over heated or I tossed and turned so he would leave the bed.  Eventually he could not get up on the bed and between my back and it was too easy to injure Capone when lifting him he slept on the floor.  Sunday night I decided to lift him in the bed, he snuggled up against me and stayed there all night.  The next day it was time.
RIP Capone, you will be missed.
Greg


Carmen Electra, 01/01/98 - 02/09/13 Small Cam

Dear Carmen Electra,

I am so sad you have left us. You know how much we admired you. it was our ritual, every morning, to wake up and walk outside, a few steps off the deck, to your pond. You waited patiently, or impatiently, depending on the hour. but it's been a couple of years now since we lost our Ray. he was your chief admirer, so proud of how gorgeous you were and how you ruled the pond. another link to my brother, gone forever. I hope he was on the bridge, waiting for you, with Henderson and Hobie and Mom and Dad and Proudie and Nana. and Frankie, of course. it's so hard to go to the house and he's gone, and now you are too. mornings will not be the same. thanks for the joy and laughs you brought us through so many years, as we wondered what you thought of us and your life there. I'll look forward to discussing it with you some day. in the meantime, please give a splash to Ray, tell him I love and miss him.

I'll miss you a lot. thanks for staying with us so long.

Peggy


Casper, 1998 - October 24, 2013 Small Cam

I lost you suddenly Casper. You were with me for 11 years and you were like a child to me.  You have been gone since last night and it is raw. I love you little boy.  Have fun in rainbow bridge. xx


CD Snuggles, 2/16/1996 - 6/19/2013 Small Cam

CD Baby, Mom and Scotchie miss you terribly and hope you are now out of pain and are running around the way you when you were young.  Miss you a whole lot. Love, Mom and Scotchie


Cesar Boy Thompson, 02/06/10 - 05/14/13 Small Cam

Cesar, I am so sorry I wasn't there to protect you from the big mean dogs. You are missed so, so, much. You were my best friend,in the world. Everyone at Thompsons fish camp has asked about you, & they are also very upset & sad you are not with us anymore. You were such a smart little westie. I will always miss your silly little ways you looked at me and always watched my every move. Life is going to be very hard without you, but I keep reminding myself that you will be waiting for me at Rainbow Bridge. I will always love you & you will always be in my heart. RIP my little man


Champ, 12/22/99 - 03/08/13 Small Cam

I miss you so very much dear Champ. You were such a special dog, my best friend, my first baby, my rock, my solid pillar to lean on who was always there for me.  When I found you at age 21 you jumped and leapt on me like we were old friends and you had been waiting for me to find you. I took you home having no idea what kind of dog you were or what to expect. I cannot believe how lucky I was! So loyal and gentle. You loved people, children and other dogs. But always had a feud with cats and wild animals. Chasing cats, but never catching one. Fighting wild boars in the woods, losing a canine tooth in the process. Hunting for lizards with that particular tail wag reserved only for such hunts. But I don't believe you ever caught a lizard either! I hope where you are there are many lizards to hunt and catch! Thank you for being so gentle with all of the pups you ever lived with and had to help raise. Thank you for being gentle with my niece and nephew. Thank you for being my sidekick and driving buddy, coming to work with me wherever that had to be. Thank you for being my ears at night when I was sleeping, and for always being there for a cuddle. Thank you for loving me unconditionally. Thank you for being with me through break ups and moves and school. Through so many ups and downs you were my constant. You were with me through all of my 20's! The bulk of my adulthood thus far. I would not of made it without you. I am not sure how I will make it now.
I wish I had more time with you, even just 10 minutes more when I would know they were the last minutes I had. I wish I had lived in the moment a bit more at the end. I hope you always know how loved you are and were. I will never forget you. I hope I see you again, please come back to me dear dear friend. I will have plenty of green cabbage for you to eat!! Love you forever sweet Champy.


Chance, 7-28-10 - 10-23-12 Small Cam

This is in memory of the most joyful and loving dog we ever had.  Chance was an Australian Blue Heeler. Some people we know had a litter of puppies.  We decided to get one, and brought our little 6 1/2 week old pup home on September 11th, 2010.  He weighed 3 1/2 pounds.  Shortly after getting him home we discovered he was completely deaf.  The people we got him from wanted us to return him for another pup, but we had already bonded with the little guy.  Sometimes you just know.  We spent thousands of hours with this little guy, playing with him, teaching him hand signals so we could communicate with him and just loving him.  He was smart as a whip, a champion Frisbee player and loved everyone and everything he came in contact with.  Especially us.  He was a huge part of our lives, and completed our family.  He never completely outgrew his puppy stage, as he was only 27 months old when he died.  On 10-23-12, on his evening walk in the desert with my husband, he grabbed his leather leash and started shaking it, playing with it.  He was facing my husband and in the process of pulling on the leash slipped out of his collar.  My husband said Chance looked down for a split second, realized he was free, and then ran underneath a passing train.  Part of us died that day also.  We never got to say goodbye.  We can see Chance's grave from our bathroom window.  My husband fashioned a mobile of sorts to hang over it.  It has 3 Frisbees hanging from it.  We will always love this precious furchild of ours.  We will never forget him. 


Chang, 5/1/1994 - 11/22/2013 Small Cam

Chang was our special tuxedo girl who was also polydactyl (with 25 toes). She lived half her life in Minnesota and the other half in sunny Arizona where she got to spend many hours basking on a cat porch, safe from coyotes and other predators. She lived with four different dogs and got along famously with all of them. Chang was our loving companion for nearly two decades and will never be forgotten.


CHARLIE, 8/12/95 - 11/17/2013 Small Cam

CHARLIE YOU WERE A WONDERFUL CAT AND WILL BE GREATLY MISSED! I REMEMBER THE DAY I GOT YOU I HELD YOU IN MY ARMS AND KNEW I HAD TO HAVE THIS LITTLE FLUFF BALL. YOU WENT THROUGH THICK AND THIN WITH ME AND NEVER COMPLAINED. WHEN I USE TO CRY YOU WERE ALWAYS CONCERNED AND COMFORTED ME WHEN I WAS SICK YOU ALWAYS LAYED AT MY FEET. YOU WERE A TRUE FRIEND FOR 18 YEARS I JUST THOUGHT I WOULD HAVE YOU FOR A LITTLE LONGER. MAKING THE DECISION TO PUT YOU DOWN WAS THE HARDEST THING I HAVE EVER HAD TO DO BUT THE VET SAID IT WAS THE BEST THING  FOR YOU WITH YOUR HEALTH ISSUES. I WILL ALWAYS HAVE A SPECIAL PLACE IN MY HEART FOR YOU AND YOU WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN.


Chester, 05/03/2000 - 05/07/2013 Small Cam

Chester was a dog that loved everyone, no matter who they were. If you sat down, Chester would hop into your lap. He always wanted to be your friend.

Even when I was not the best owner, too busy to play with him, or when I had to leave him with someone else for a while, his loyalty never, ever waned. He always followed me wherever I went, and would always be there for me whenever I needed anything from him. He was so playful, friendly and outgoing. Even though he sometimes did things that made me mad, he was such a good dog, and was the best friend I had ever known.

I will never meet a kindler, gentler creature ever again. I understand it was your time to go, but you have left a tremendous hole in my life. I appreciate your love and affection so much, and I can't thank you enough for all you did to get me through the hard times, and be right there with me for all the good ones. You will never, ever be forgotten. You'll always be my little buddy.


Chewie, 8/28/99 - 12/6/2013 Small Cam

The dearest boy ever....


Chewy Pettingill, 7 March 1997 - 21 November 2013 Small Cam

Chewy Pettingill
7 March 1997 – 21 November 2013
RIP Little Buddy 
Chewy was born on a dairy farm near Spokane Washington on 7 March 1997.  His mom was a longhaired dachshund and his dad was a short hair version. He had 3 brothers and 2 sisters. When we answered the ad and went to the farm we could see that Chewy was the pick of the litter. Chewy was extremely skinny and it was obvious that he wasn’t get feed like he should. There were just too many mouths to feed and only one mom!  When we looked at the litter Chewy went straight to my wife and a life long bond had just been made.  We vowed that Chewy would never want for food again as long as we had him.  Chewy enjoyed chewing on our furniture when he was young so that is what we named him.  Chewy had a black stripe down his back and it would change color depending on his mood.  Chewy enjoyed running and I would take him jogging with me for several years until he got too fat to run long distances anymore.  Chewy was always involved in family activities. Whatever we were doing he had to participate!  He went with us to Pacific Beach, Washington State Park. He enjoyed the beach even though the water was cold. He didn’t like to be left alone and he would remain that way until the day he died.  Chewy had to be on someone’s lap most of the time. Chewy liked to ride in automobiles. We moved from Spokane WA to Jacksonville AR in 2000 and he made the trip like it wasn’t anything.  As long as he was with us it didn’t matter.  Chewy liked to stand on the steering wheel so he could see the road.  Chewy loved milk, ice cream and anything else we were eating or drinking!  Later Chewy developed calcium stones from years of eating & drinking the white stuff.  He had to have two surgery’s to get them all removed!  Expensive but it saved his life. We had to cut back his milk and ice cream to weekends only.  Chewy enjoyed riding with me on the riding mower, 4-wheeler, and mini-bike. At Christmas time he became a reindeer with clip on antlers.  He always knew what he was going to get for Christmas because there was no fooling that nose!  Chewy enjoyed visiting relatives and he made the trip to Tennessee several times.  He loved to chase the cats at both our parents’ houses. Just never a dull moment with that wild wiener dog!  Chewy remained healthy until he was about 15 years old. He started getting ailments associated with aging. Skin viruses, arthritis, cataracts, and a large tumor near his tail.  As long as we could treat his aliments while giving him a reasonable quality of life we vowed to keep him around.  At 16 years old he started having short seizures. At first we didn’t notice what was going on but one day he had one that lasted nearly two minutes! The pain he endured was incredible. The barks were deafening. The seizures became an everyday event and when we took him to the vet he said he would die from them soon. He cried himself to sleep every night. He was in pain most of the time.  We made the painful decision to put him to sleep. No more pain.  Ecclesiastes 3:1 “To EVERY thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born and a time to die” Chewy had a very full and rich life but it is hard being without the love and joy he brought us.  We know one day we will be reunited with him.  I can see Jesus holding him right now, waiting for us to join them on that day that where there will be no sunrise or sunset.   With Chewy there I know it really will be Heaven.  See you soon little buddy.   A Special Note about the photo collage: We tried to put a picture of each year Chewy was with us in the collage. The first photo at the top left (beach) he was just over a year old going clock wise the last picture was taken in September 2013.  Thank you for taking the time to read his eulogy.


Chi-Chi, 1995 - 12/24/2012 Small Cam

Chi-Chi (my little Chiquita)
I’m so sorry little girl.  I know I let you down.  I made the decision to end your life because I was so afraid that something really terrible was wrong with you and I didn’t want you to cry and be in pain.  But I’m thinking maybe it was just old age creeping in and that you deserved better from me.  I can’t help thinking I should have got you better pain medicine and given you a chance to recover.  I’m always going to wonder if I should have done more for you.
I feel so sad all the time little girl.  It’s almost more than I can bear.  I feel like It was my responsibility to take care of you and I didn’t do my job.  It seems I can never take care of the people and pets that I love.  I couldn’t save Mom, I couldn’t save Carmelita or Rico and I couldn’t save you.  Only with you I think I had more choices, all the others were so sick that I did not know how to save them, but with you I knew that you should have at least had a chance to recover.  I will never fully understand why I let you go.  I think the doctor should have painted me not only the bleakest picture but also the most promising picture of possible outcomes.  Part of this was because we did not have a regular vet for you because the Vet scared you so much.  Probably another lesson I have been slow to learn.  Some people think I’m smart but I know better.  I’m not so smart and maybe I’m not even as compassionate as I like to think I am.  If I was, I would make better choices.  I’m sorry you paid the ultimate price, I will keep your memory with me forever little girl and maybe I will never make the same mistake again.
I pray that you are at the Rainbow Bridge and are with your true “Mom & Dad”.  I was only your care taker and could never replace them in your heart.  We had a special bond from the time you were just a little puppy.  You used to run up and down my chest, maybe we should have named you “Speedy”.
I will always treasure our last week together.  All you wanted was for me to hold you and love you, maybe I was re-miss in not always giving you the affection you so desperately needed, you sure were a different little love-bug that last week.
I know now that I should have just picked you up when people came to the door or were getting ready to leave.  I now understand that you were just doing your job and protecting me and the house.  Everything was better when I picked you up, so I guess that’s another lesson I was slow to learn.
I miss you terribly.  I look for you in your bed every morning.  But you are no longer there.
You were a feisty little girl and oh so smart. 
Bella misses you too.  Your Moma Lauren doesn’t think so, but I see her sigh and at times she’s so depressed.  You taught her well little girl.  Every night she barks for a treat rather than waiting for you to lead the way, 8:15 on the dot.  Lauren always tried to make Bella the leader of the pack but I think Bella knew better and let you be the boss.
Little Chiquita I loved you so, you were Mom and Dad’s dog and I was happy to be your caretaker, go across the Rainbow Bridge and I will see you on the other side.


Chica, 7-14-2002 - 4-11-2013 Small Cam

TO MY LIL BABY GIRL , CHICA  YOU ARE MY HEART I MISS YOU SOOO MUCH. I NEVER REALLY REALIZE HOW HARD LIFE WAS GOING TO BE WITH OUT YOU IN IT. NOT A MINUTE OF EVERYDAY GOES BY AND MY HEART STILL ACHES FOR YOU. YOU WILL ALWAYS BE ONE OF THE BEST THINGS THAT HAPPEN IN OUR LIFE.


CHIP, 05/01/99 - 04/19/13 Small Cam

Chip was the sweetest and most loveable little dog. He loved to play with his toys and he loved his family very much. He was very loyal. He was a very brave and courageous dog and was very protective of his family. He had a long and happy life. He had a very strong heart, because his family loved him so much and he loved his family just as much right back. He was a beautiful dog too and very special. He was a red and brown wild boar smooth coat Miniature Dachshund. His family fell in love with him the minute they saw him as a baby and they were so happy to have him in their lives. He brought them so much joy and happiness during the time that he was with them. He was also a very well traveled dog, living in several different states with his family and moving with them when they moved several times. He had the exciting experience of traveling to many different places in the country and he got to see many cool things. He was born in Louisiana and went home with his family when he was 8 weeks old and lived with them his whole life until he passed away. His family was hoping he could reach his 14th birthday, but sadly he passed away just a few weeks before his birthday, and it was very hard for them to let him go. He was so very brave in the end and he was strong and really fought so very hard to stay with his family but it was his time to cross the Rainbow Bridge. He was looking forward to seeing his old friend Pebbles though, and he knew that she was waiting for him just across the Bridge. He is no longer in any more pain and discomfort with his back and although his family misses him very much they are so happy that they had the gift of him and he will always be in their hearts. No dog could have been more loved, and no dog will be more missed than Chip. He was the best fur baby, friend, companion and protector that any family could ever have. He was so cherished and he left his pawprints on his family members' hearts, and they will always remember him and the joy he brought to their lives.


Chloe Joy (Spitfire), 9 yrs old - 6/20/2013

Chloe:  I miss the soft meows that I would hear.  We played fetch and had good times together.  Angels watch over you and keep in touch. No one played fetch like you.  Rest in peace.  Love Mommy


CHRISSY, Saturday, May 12th, 2001 - July 16th, 2013 Small Cam

My friend, my companion, my side kick. You came to me as an abused dog but came around to accept all the family, you would seek everyone out. We spent hours on the bed sharing coconut, jerky, chips and crackers, and don't forget the peanut butter. You had coconut Popsicle's while I ate my sugar free ones. I should have never introduced those to you. After that you wouldn't touch mine anymore. You faced many illnesses over the course' of your 12 1/2 years. I did my best to keep giving you a quality of life, even with 6 medications. I sensed your impending death the weekend before our vacation. I am so sorry I went ahead and went to Canada. You chose the next day to die beside my bed, where you slept many a night.I had so wanted to be with you in the end, holding you, comforting you, passing you over to God's arms where you would be healed and happy once again. I am sorry I let you down. You are my love, my heart aches for you, but you will be in my heart forever. No dog will ever replace you.

You have been told that when I feel better, I will be a foster parent for Dogs on Deployment. As short as a few months or as long as 2-3 years. They will not belong to me, only on loan till the soldier comes home. You will still be the one who belongs to me forever.

I love you from our spot to God's arms and back when you can come. I'm looking for you. Love you always. your momma, Cindy


Cici, 1999 - 01/19/2013 Small Cam

Today, I had to put my sweet Cici to rest. She was such a sweet and gentle dog. She had had a rough start as she was a breeder dog for the first 8 years of her life. She was then rescued and it was another 2 years before she adopted me. I had her for 4 years and I know she was grateful that she found her forever home with me. I will miss her each and every day.


Cinco, May 10, 1995 - February 2, 2013 Small Cam

We are going to miss you so....Rest in Peace Cinco ♥ We loved you so much ♥ You were the best darn cat ever. You helped me raise my children just like Nanny in Peter Pan.  You always watched over them and made sure they were safe.  You made sure to greet every visitor to our house with a friendly bite and meow to make sure they knew you were in charge. You had quite the reputation! You were so loyal to our family and the joy you brought us will live forever in our hearts ♥ You are and will always be my Cinco Boy ♥


Cinnamon Precious Costa, 1/9/1999 - 6/4/2012 Small Cam

To our forever beautiful, caring and brave Pookie,
 
And now we come to our first Easter without your earthbound self, Miss Cinnamon.  Sighhh.  You know, from your wondrous perch high above, and because we talk to you constantly, that your heartbroken family aches and misses you even more on each and every 'first' that we have encountered since your passing.  And this Easter 2013 will be no different.  We all have some special things for you, Cookie, some pastel eggs, a treat or three, jelly beans, and of course some rabbit ears that would and will look just spectacular sitting atop that oh-so-beautiful face of yours.  How patient you always are with your Mommy Melanie and Mommy Georgette.  Tens of thousands of pictures, I'm sure, of special occasions and just you being you.  I tried to be your advocate, honey, remember? Asking, then pleading with your Moms to give you a break.  And now there's not a picture of you, from any year, any place, any moment in time, that I don't cherish.  For in every one a piece of you still exists and shines ever so brightly.

I went to the cemetery last week to plant palm crosses in memory and for my Mom and Dad, Mama and Daddad, and my aunts and uncles, and their parents who have passed away over the years, Cinnie.  And today Mommy Georgette and I went to Fernwood Cemetery, where her family is, and where you helped us so many times over so, so many years.  Memories of the sun setting, and your beautiful red coat shinning so brilliantly.  We had to scramble many times to leave before the gates closed at sundown.  Such a solemn place.  Wherever you were with us, dear girl, was instantly a special and wonderful place.
 
Now to the even more difficult part, if that's possible.  Easter weekend will always and forever be the time you first came home, to your only home, to your forever home.  There are more days than not, girl, when we can't remember what a weekend was like, or a holiday, or traveling, whether a trip to the mall, or the beach for the day, or across the country by plane, without you by our side, and always in our plans, and it all started Easter weekend in 1999.  Your 'biological' Mommy Melanie had been looking for the perfect little Dachshund for some time, but we didn't know how serious she was.  Your Mom and Chuck picked you up and brought you home on Holy Saturday, April 3, 1999.  I'm still not sure how she did it, but somehow she made it through a day and half without telling Mommy Georgette . . . we were in New York City for the weekend.  We arrived home tired that Easter Sunday night, and we started to unload the car by wrote, and then everything changed.  There was a beautiful little girl inside, with the shiniest red coat, and fur like velvet, and the most beautiful eyes I had, and have to this day, ever seen in my life.  Most important of all, however, was the love that poured from your heart.  I don’t think we stopped smiling for years, Cookie, until your back acted up the first time, but that’s a story for another day.  As is the case with every holiday there are special memories specific to Easter that will remain in our hearts forever.  And once again we will find it hard to accept that you won't be in your chair, sitting next to Mommy Gee Gee, or in your Mommy Mel’s  lap, sharing Easter with us.  On your first Rainbow Bridge Easter, sweet Cinnamon, know that you are always and forever loved by your family, no matter how far apart we might seem to be.
 
We remain forever proud, humbled and blessed to have been chosen to share life with you, Cinnie, and can’t wait for the day until we hold you in our arms and ‘love you to pieces’ once again.  For all time.            

Love, Melanie, Georgette, Bruce and Chuck


Cinnamon Precious Costa, 1/9/1999 - 6/4/2012 Small Cam

To our courageous, loving, prettiest girl in the whole wide universe Cinnamon,

And now today we mark 9 months from the day your family had to let you move on to Rainbow Bridge, dear girl.  Since we talk each and every day I know that you know by now, but I finally added a permanent memorial to you on Critters.com.  I still haven’t really been able to put even a fraction of the never ending love, respect and appreciation I feel for you every day into words, or just how much you are missed, but we’re trying.  It will never get easy, Cookie, which is really how it should be, right?

I have tried like heck to get through and rewrite on your memorial my open letter to you, the one that we read to you on the last Saturday we shared as a family . . . June 2, 2012 . . . but I can’t do it yet, Cinnie Girl.  You do and will forever mean the world to me, and I just can’t remember or talk about those last few precious days without falling apart. 

You are still with us always.  Snowing?  I’ve got to shovel the sidewalk and patio for Cinnie.  Windy or rainy? Cinnamon won’t want to stay outside very long.  And the vision of your beautiful, velvet furred ears, floating so gracefully on the breeze.  Fireworks or firecrackers?  Come here, sweet girl, let me hold and comfort you.  Let me show you that everything will be alright. Thunder and lightning?  If we’re home we look for and think of you with the first thunderclap.  If we’re not at home, the first thing we do is think about who is closest to home, and who can get there the fastest to be with, reassure and love out little girl.  You truly will forever be a part of who we are as a family. 
 
We still save food for you, Cookie, and put our arm out reflexively to hold you, in your beloved Sherpa, back when we make a panic stop in the truck. You loved the car (or truck) and we took you everywhere on the weekends, remember?   The dog tag with your beautiful picture and attached to your little wooden cross, both of which I wear every single day, is engraved with the words ‘My copilot forever’ on the back, Cinnie, and so you are and will always be. When Mommy Gee Gee and I are out, or if we go out as a family, we toast to you, ‘to Cookie’ first thing. Simple, boring, the same every day, or week, or weekend things, they were always special and will never be the same.  Getting the first kiss from you each morning, or the last kiss at night . . . what an honor and privilege it is to have shared life with you.  Spending time in the car, holding you, and sharing some very informative and in-depth conversations while your Mommy, Melanie, or Mommy Gee Gee, were shopping.  And we knew better than to kiss Mommy Gee Gee when we arrived home from work each night, not before we kissed you first.  You insisted on it.  Remember?
 
I know you’ve met some wonderful fellow travelers and beautiful souls, Cinnamon, at Rainbow Bridge, and for that I am eternally grateful.  I was never embarrassed to show my respect, caring and love for you while you shared your earthbound years with the family who loves you so, and I am not now ashamed of or embarrassed to grieve for and miss you every single day.  As I will say, and think and feel for as long as I live, Pookie, losing you at any time, no matter how many years we got to share life with you, will always have been too short by a lifetime.  Kisses forever, dearest Cinnamon, hugs and kisses forever and ever.

Love,
Melanie, Georgette, Bruce and Chuck


Cleo, December 1st, 2000 - November 12th, 2013 Small Cam

We lost our Cleo today. She passed very peacefully in her sleep. She will be in our hearts forever.


Cloney, 2005 - March 6th, 2013

My special little boy,  I miss you so much.  You are my sweetest little bunny & I hope & pray that we will be reunited again.  Your buddy, Shadow, misses you very very much.  I am trying to comfort him, but I hope that you can help him through this sad time.  You brought both of us so much joy & love & you will never be forgotten. I will love you forever.

Mommy


Coal Whitaker (Kenny), June 1, 2007 - February 23, 2013 Small Cam

On Saturday night February 23 I lost my best friend and constant companion of 6 years, my little, solid black, short haired Chihuahua named Coal. I got Coal from a friend in July of 2007. His official name was Coal anyway. My 19 year old son and myself started calling him Chemi-coal as in (chemical) just kind of joking around. Eventually it morphed into Chemi after dropping the coal. One summer day while talking to a neighbor outside I called to Chemi,and my neighbor interrupted,..... he said "Did you just call that dog Kenny" Being the comedy laden fool that I am I said "Of course I called him Kenny. that's his name, geez, where you been" Well needless to say from that summer day in 2008 my little black dog was named Kenny and it stuck like glue. While I was at work he waited on the back of the couch, looking out the front window waiting on me to get home. The only time Kenny wasn't with me was when I was at work. He had to even come in the bathroom with me when I relieved myself!! ...LOL Being only 4 or 5 pounds he fit in my winter jacket perfectly so Kenny went with me wherever I went, yes even inside Walmart. Kenny's role in are family grew even more important when we lost Tara (my girlfriend and mother of my little girl) on December 5th of last year.  After losing Tara, Kenny was very therapeutic for my six year old little girl and myself. I noticed that he was ill on Saturday morning and took him to the Vet immediately. After blood tests, x-rays and a physical exam they could not find anything wrong with him (and charged me 200 bucks). We came home heartbroken. We lost Kenny that night, and I have been in a severe depression every since. I loved that 4 pound pile of flesh and bone like a person. I am so devastated right now!


Coco, January 2008 - February 16, 2013 Small Cam

My sweet Coco will forever hold a special place in my heart.  She was loved every single day I had the privilege of knowing her.  I miss her more than words can express and I thank her for sharing her life with us.  I'll see you at the Rainbow Bridge, my precious little girl.


Coco Chanel Buras Price Guindon, August 12, 2013 Small Cam

Our family is deeply saddened to announce the passing of Coco Chanel Buras Price Guindon on the morning of Monday, August 12, 2013 at the age of 14 years.
Coco was a stray that found the absolute perfect home in 2000, by stopping at her fathers house in Yonkers after having been hit by a vehicle, having no owner, and having lost a litter of puppies and taking months to recuperate. She spent some fabulous years with her family in Yonkers before fate had her move to Canada to be with her mom Michele.
She was predeceased by brothers Caesar, Bandito, Figaro and Choufleur and by sister Cleo. She leaves behind her loving parents, mom Michele and brother Gracie and Charlie, daddy Milton and brother Pharaoh, and  dad Terrence and sisters Cynthia, Calle and Mia. Coco had such a huge personality and was loved by so many. She was especially kind and patient with her mother through much sickness and was there for her every step of our journey together. She also remembered her dads as we spoke often of them and to them. Coco was also a large part of her neighbourhoods acknowledging all that she knew, never forgetting a face and barking at least a hello.  Coco had one of the best weeks of her life before her passing and was like a year old puppy. She will be sadly missed and never forgotten - to always be in our hearts where she has touched us all.


Colt, 09/13/2004 - 12/16/2013 Small Cam

Colt was adopted from the Tijuana/Phoenix race track late December 2008. He was a gentle soul. He was quiet, friendly and sweet. He greatly enjoyed his retired life. Colt did his 30 second run in the backyard every morning. He loved his night time walks. He loved being retired and having the run of our house hopefully forgetting the years of being crated up. He loved being around people of all ages especially kids. Osteosarcoma took his life too soon. Colt will be greatly missed by our family and all who met him.


Comet G., September 2001 - August 29, 2013 Small Cam

The night we found you on November 17, 2001 after the USC vs UCLA football game was the best day of our lives.  I will never forget when we saw you trying to cross the busy intersection, and we stopped to rescue you.  I was so surprised when I called "kitty, kitty, kitty" that you came running from the street corner into my waiting arms.  You cuddled up in my lap and slept all the way home.  That night you picked us, and we went home together and became a family.  The meteor shower that night inspired your name: Comet.

As the months passed, you grew.  People always remarked, "What a BIG cat!!  What do you feed him!?"  You became our 14 pound "big baby."  Our best friend nick named you "Big Head" because your head seemed so huge.  In spite of your intimidating physical appearance, you were a scaredy cat.  However, we have to note, that when you got angry, you would bite and/or hold a grudge until you could bite one of us.  How did you know to bite on the soft spot at the back of the knee to inflict maximum pain?  You were a terror sometimes!  You were definitely not a lap cat, but when you felt scared, sick, or lonely, you loved to be held on my left shoulder like a baby.  You also liked to sleep on my left shoulder in bed and my arm would always fall asleep with your weight.  Your best possession was your cat tower – how you loved to be perched on the very top.

When your "girlfriend" Cleo moved away with her owner, you were so sad.  The two of you bonded and played together.  You always sought out your cat friends in the neighborhood to play after she left, but sometimes you played too rough and they did not want to come back.  Then we adopted our precious little Candy in January 2011.  She was older, smaller, and afraid of you, but she kept you in your place.  Somehow, I think you liked that.  You were quick to learn her bad habit of sitting by the kitchen table begging for table food – you did not forget that even when she left us.

Sadly, her stay with us was short and we were all heartbroken when she crossed the Rainbow Bridge on August 30, 2012.  Once again, you were saddened to be alone.  My poor Comet Coco – all you wanted was a companion during the long hours Daddy and Mama were at work.  Who would have known that on August 29, 2013 at almost the same hour as Candy, you would also cross the Rainbow Bridge?

Since the beginning of this year, you started not to feel well.  We knew you were not yourself.  You slowed down so much this year.  Your doctor kept trying but could not find anything obviously wrong with you.  Test after test came back negative.  Yet, you were not eating well anymore.  Your health was deteriorating, and we were at a loss to know what was happening to you.  On Monday night when I found you hiding under the bed limp and not moving my heart began to break – I knew then that you were getting ready to leave us.  I could not bear to hear you crying out twice during the night in pain.  None of us slept much that night, and the morning could not come soon enough.  When the blood transfusions brought you back Tuesday night, we had hope.  The doctor said we would all think positive thoughts.  On Wednesday, you ate and it seemed like there was a glimmer of hope.  But, my sweetheart, it was not to be.

Thank you, Comet Coco for waiting for us to arrive so we could have our last 30 minutes together as a family.  I wish we could have known what was making you sick.  I am so sorry for the pain you felt.  Twelve years together - it was too short.  Thank you for making Daddy and Mama's life fuller and happier.  We will never, ever forget you.

He truly was a gift from God and we look forward to crossing the Rainbow Bridge with him to Heaven when we are all together again.  May he rest in peace.

Love always and forever,
Fred and Irene (Daddy and Mama)

Good night Comet Coco, you suffer no more.  Thank you for the love and memories my papas.  Be nice to Candy while you wait for us.


Connie, July 15, 1998 - November 18, 2013 Small Cam

She was very special to me and to my wife when she met her.
I miss her terribly but know she will be waiting at Rainbow Bridge for me when I get there.


Cookie, Nov 1 1999 - Jan 3 2013 Small Cam

My best friend closed her eyes last night,
  As his head was in my hand.
The Doctors said she was in pain,
  And it was hard for him to stand.
The thoughts that scurried through my head,
  As I cradled him in my arms.
Were of his younger, puppy years,
  And OH...her many charms.
Today, there was no gentle nudge
  With an intense "I love you gaze",
Only a heart that's filled with tears
  Remembering our joy filled days.
But an Angel just appeared to me,
  And he said, "You should cry no more,
GOD also loves our canine friends,
  HE's installed a 'doggy-door"!


Cookie, Nov 1 1999 - Jan 3 2013 Small Cam

you listen when I talk, you're there for me when I cry, you love me and all my faults, you kiss me daily & don't complain...I love YOU for being MY dog xoxoxox


Cooper, December 24, 2009 - February 2, 2013 Small Cam

Cooper your short life impacted us all so much. The time spent chasing bumpers and tennis balls and softballs were so much fun. All of your family misses you and we will never be able to replace you. We wish we had more time with you but are so grateful for the time we had with you. Happy hunting and playing till we see you again. Your loving family.


Corby aka Pookie Poo, September 17, 2013 Small Cam

We took little Pookie when she was the last surviving kitten in a litter that was being killed by neighborhood kids.  We got her in 1998 and she lived a happy and safe life here with mom and dad and other siblings.  She passed away in her daddy's arms so she had her last wish.  Run free little Pookie in the nip fields of the Rainboe Bridge.  We will all be together again.


Corey, 4/22/2006 - 6/9/2013 Small Cam

Your are the best Corey!
Momma loves you forever xoxo


Corker, March 1997 - 03/09/2013 Small Cam

Corker, Our Sweet Boy,

From the day you picked us out at the Pet Store and would have no other you were special. You waited even then for us to get you before they sent you back. I missed your puppyhood for being gone for so long at work. You endured the Geisha, the Chaizer, the Gizman, the Penster. You only wanted to be the only one. You were patient as Job. You endured it all. You outlasted them all. When all were gone...it was your turn. But then the bratz showed up. You endured them as well. Yet you got on the bed for the last four years and relished it to the max. You shared but did not give in.

You were special and sweet and you even waited for us to come home so you could get that last few hours with us. It pained me to see you suffer and I prayed so hard that your little soul would pass with ease. and at 5:00 am you sighed your last breath with a whimper so soft..

I miss you selfishly and wish I had been a better owner.I cry selfishly because my loss is the greatest. The pain is greater than the Gizman and the Chaizer when I lay you to rest because you were always so selfless.You will sleep with the others along the fence. Sister cried for you when you had left. Spiker laid next to you to keep you warm

At the place across the rainbow bridge you can chase the squirrels and go on the long walks that you loved so much untethered by your leash and slow owners.

Remember me when it is my time to meet me because a truer more patient soul and 'son' i will never know. I look forward to seeing you again.

I love you and miss you and hope you will forgive me for all of the times I should have done more for you.

God bless you and keep you happy and warm Corker.

We Love You,

Dad and Mom


Corky, 2000 - 03/19/2013 Small Cam

To Corky…

I thought of you with love today,
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
And the days before that too.
Your memory is my keepsake,
With which I’ll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.

I miss you Corky, my little Bichon, and hope to see you again some day.  I will never forget those short 5 1/2 years I had with you.  I am so glad I rescued you and had the chance to give you all the love I could.  Take care and be at peace.


Cowboy, February 21. 1996 - February 10, 2013 Small Cam

We loved Cowboy so much we wanted to keep him with us forever. He will always be in our hearts.


Cricket, August 3, 2013 Small Cam

I think dogs are the most amazing creatures; they give unconditional love.  For me they are the role model for being alive.  ~Gilda Radner

Our beautiful baby Cricket died Saturday, August 3. She suffered heart failure around 10 AM and we were left with no other choice but to put her to sleep. Our Cricket left us peacefully at 12:15 PM.

She slept next to me that morning and, when I woke up, Fred Friendly our kitten was cuddled up next to Cricket. She was her same loving, happy self up until her last hours. I want to think it is a blessing that she didn’t suffer long.

We had Cricket in our lives for only 3 years but it seems as if she had been a part of me forever. She changed my life and opened up a new world of so many wonderful things.

I can only offer the following in an attempt to express my gratitude:

I will start off by thanking Fran Peavy. If she hadn’t moved to Vintage Golden Gate I would never have had the opportunity to experience true dog-love with my little Cricket. Thank you for those invaluable service dog tags, Fran. I took Cricket everywhere! She traveled in my lap on airplanes to Omaha, St. Louis and Virginia. She sat with me in restaurants and went to grocery stores…well you get the idea.

I would next like to thank Katherine for making it possible to bring Cricket to work with me every day. This was such a blessing for Cricket and myself. Vintage was her home. She knew its halls inside and out. Even after losing most of her vision she was still able to run the halls after hours with her ears flying back, running at full speed like she was a puppy again. – pure joy!

Of course, this never would have worked as well as it did if it weren’t for the compassionate front desk people: Tashema, Enida, Maria, Jasmina and all their dog love.

Thank you kitchen staff for the never-ending supply of hot dogs and sausages. 

Thank you residents of Vintage. Who in the world ever heard of throwing dog birthday parties? And amazing ones at that! What a wonderful show of love.

Thank you EVERYONE at Vintage for all the pieces of cheese (Esther ☺), all the scratches behind the ears and eternally asking and caring about Cricket’s well being.

Some of the most beautiful relationships are found in the most unexpected places. 

My heart is broken. I am so sad that she is gone but I am so thankful that she was my girl while she was here. I am a better person for it. I miss my little girl and will love her for the rest of my life.


Cricket, our sweet poodle-girl. We love you forever. Mom and Dad. (Linda and Steve).



Crickett, 4/17/2003 - 7/23/2103 Small Cam

Crickett, you were the truest little buddy any person could ever have.  We had 10 wonderful, fun years together and I will cherish that time the rest of my life.  You were so full of spirit and personality the room lit up when you entered...and yes, it was "your way or the highway" and that was just fine...I loved you that way.  The past few days you were sick, you didn't want to be sick, but we couldn't make you well.  The cancer was too much for your little body.  I never wanted to see you suffer and thankfully you did not suffer long. I will love you and your memory forever and the good memories will get me thru.


Cyrus Paulak, 10/30/2000 - 12/31/2013 Small Cam

Cyrus Murphy Flower Runt Paulak,

He had many names to different people in his life. He left us today do to cancer, he was 13 years old and had a great life. He made sure to show us no pain that he had and wagged his tail til the very end. He made sure he shared his love with everyone that passed through our doors of our home. Now our other two  T.J. and Loki will carry on his tradition. He was a great brother and puppy to his own family. He was true example of a true border collie. He was a faithful dog to all that he met. He loved to be pet and if you didn't pet him, he would make do with your foot or anything else available. Great at Frisbee and retrieving anything you threw.  He would wait by the door for his Mommy to come home no matter how long. Now he's with his Mom (Scout) in heaven running and playing in the green grass.

We love you and will miss you Cyrus Love Mom, Dad, T. J. and Loki


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