Year
2013 Tributes
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For pet names beginning with "T".
Tabitha Marie, Feb. 17 1996 - July
28th 2013
Our Baby Girl,
We miss and ache for you so much. You came into our lives all
those years ago and gave us nothing but love , joy and such
happiness.
We sit her the first day after losing you with a big hole in our
hearts. We did so many wonderful things together over the years
as a family. Lots of hugs & kisses , playing with your toys
, being at the door waiting for us and most importantly just
being our BABY GIRL.
You were so beautiful , loving and the best friend anybody could
ever ask for. You were our strength and gave us the
motivation we needed to face everyday.
You will always be our little girl. We love you and miss you
more than we can ever say. Be happy , play nice with other cats
and eat lots of ice cream and your favorite tuna.
Tai, 07/18/97 - 05/20/13 
My sweet, sweet Tai. Do you know how much I miss you?
Do you know that it took all the courage I could muster to tell
you good-bye. I loved you so very much.
You were six weeks old when I brought you home. While at the
breeder's, I held you in my arms and looked into your blue eyes
and said, "Do you know your name is Tai?"
I was working full-time and you were so tiny that I was afraid you
would be hurt alone in the house. I kept you in the bathroom
and put a radio outside the door so you could hear it and not feel
so lonely.
Your mother had licked you so much that you did not have much
hair. You blossomed into the most beautiful blue point
Birman.
You were a very finicky eater and only would eat certain kinds of
Fancy Feast. When I boarded you at the vet one time, he said
they gave him dry cat food and he tried to cover it up.
Enough said
You had such a sweet disposition. I never heard you hiss
ever. You let our puppy bully you when you were much bigger
than him.
When I changed the sheets on the bed, you loved to jump up and
hide in the sheets. I would put my hands under the sheets
and move them and you would put your paw out and try to get
them. We had such fun.
You were almost 16 years old when I had to let you go. You
had lost a lot of weight and were defecating all over the
house. You only weighed 4.4 lbs. We cleaned up after you for
almost two years. We had you on a prescription diet and you
were getting steroid shots every 5 weeks which sometimes made you
sick. You used to love to go outside with me, but you showed
little interest. It was with a very heavy heart that I
thought that I was keeping you for selfish reasons and you were
not enjoying life the way you used to.
I cried so much that my eyes would sometimes hurt. I look at
the places you used to be...........your bed in the window and on
the steps. You used to like to swipe at us when we passed
by. You slept just outside the bedroom door.
I miss you more than I can say. There is a hole in my
heart. Your body is resting on the edge of the patio where
you can hear the birds, but I know you are waiting for me at the
Rainbow Bridge and will accompany me to heaven.
Tami, April 1990 - June 2, 2008
Tami, you came to us at a time when we were grieving the
loss of our dear Persian, Fluffy. Two wonderful vets
in Pasadena, CA take cats from all over, bring them to good
health and then find homes for them. My uncle sent us to
them when a tiny kitten from the county shelter was found to
have Aids and could not be saved. Now we were grieving two
little friends.
You were ten months old when we took you home and you fit right
in to our life. A black shorthair oriental, you were so
bossy and nosy and investigated every inch of the house.
Our Dr. said you were a misty, the under hair was white and the
outside black. You were loving and a lap cat but you liked
men more than women. You followed my husband, Don wherever
he went. But you loved me too. We gave you
everything we could to make you happy and you were happy!
Until we brought into the house a little ball of fur named
Bitsi,
But you took over Mommy duties and taught her manners, at least
until she grew bigger than you. You only weighed seven
pounds and she grew to eighteen. But by that time you were
the best of friends. Time passed and you were seventeen
years old when you were diagnosed with kidney problems.
Three times a week we took you for therapy. It helped and
we were able to give you two more years of happy life.
You were even well enough to cross country with us to a new
house with a pond full of fish, turtles and so many birds
visiting. We gave you and Bitsi a screened porch with
special shelves for you to perch on. But Poppy became ill
and had to leave us and you, Bitsi and I grieved together.
I do not know what I would have done without you two at that
time.
But time grew short for you too and soon Bitsi and I had to say
goodbye to you at the age of nineteen. I cuddled you in my
arms to say goodbye and wished so hard that I didn't have to do
this to you. But you looked at me as if you understood and
were thanking me for taking away the pain.
I pray you are with Poppy, rubbing his ankles and having fun
with all of our other pets we have had to say goodbye to,
romping and playing with your beloved plastic balls and toy
mice. I will always remember your nose kisses and your
tiny paws patting my face to wake me in the mornings. I
will never forget you Tami and will always love you with all my
heart. I pray that all of my beloved fur babies will meet
me at the Rainbow Bridge when it is my time. Love, Mommy
Tasha, 12/15/00 - 06/03/13
Tasha
12/15/00-06/03/13
She couldn't use words,
but her eyes spoke volumes.
She couldn't talk,
but her voice was booming.
Her mouth wasn't "normal",
but her kisses were the best.
She didn't have thumbs,
but she could shake my hand.
She didn't care what I was having,
but she knew she wanted some.
She didn't care what I was doing,
but she knew she had to be there.
She is no longer part of my future,
but she is forever in my heart.
~Karla Jones; June 5, 2013
Tassles, Dec. 14, 2002 - Feb. 8, 2013
Sweet Tassles,
We will always remember when you were young and healthy; chasing
Chester around the backyard; sitting on the front porch;
sleeping in the big bed with Mom; going for walks with Dad, and
watching movies in the basement.
You were such a good girl, we will miss you.
Mommy and Daddy love you Tass. You stay at the bridge like
a good dog and we'll be back together soon.
Taz, Feb 21, 1997 - May 27, 1997
In loving memory of the best,greatest cat in the world, Taz! He
was the best cat anyone could ever ask for. He will be deeply
missed! We love you Taz always and forever!
Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoox
Love,
Kim, (mom)
Rob, (dad)
Jacqueline, ( sister and best friend)
Taino, (your dog sister)
Teagun O Shea Lawless, 03/19/2005 -
02/26/2013
Teagun was my Baby.A Godsend to everyone who knew her.She endured
thru almost three years of treatment for a fatal auto immune
disease.Never was she down and always joyful to each and everyone
she met.My vet said she had an old soul.Her neurologist said each
time she saw Miss Teagun on her treatment schedule,she knew
she would have a moment of happiness.A true blessing who was
greatly loved and is greatly missed especially by her Mommie and
favorite Aunt Bille who was always there to take her 240 miles
round trip to the Drs sometimes weekly.Our hearts are badly broken
but we are very grateful to have had her each and every day that
God graced us with her presence.My brother Johnny said you could
never be sad around Teagun.She melted the hearts of everyone she
encountered and was well known in a three state area for
being fashionably dressed with a matching hairbow and
doggles each day. Pet blessings days meant she would be in the
newspaper again as many people said she was the cutest thing they
had ever seen. Someday we'll be together. In the meantime rest
easy my little Angel on earth !
Teddy, 3/3/2002 - 8/5/2013
Teddy came into our lives as a rescue kitten along with his
brother Tommy in 2002.
Along with his passions of eating and getting pets, he would find
so many unique places for a snooze. A different spot every
week.
He was a handsome, big guy, but could jump up and get into places
that always entertained and surprised us. Being the younger
brother, he would typically follow Tommy around to hog in on what
he was up to.
Teddy was almost all white with orange ears and blue eyes.
He had a regal presence about him, but he also had a soft nature
that endeared him to all who were lucky enough to have him let
them into his life. He was that lumbering, loveable, big,
sweet guy that all loved.
Teddy was run over by a vehicle on August 5, 2013 in front of our
house.
Being retired, I was around him day and night. He has a big
part of my heart. Tommy, our family, and I miss him dearly.
May he be blessed and happy wherever his spirit may be.
We love you Teddy…
Bob Murawski
Teddy, 03/09/03 - 02/18/13
My dearest love, Teddy, You will forever
be in my heart.I hope sometime to be with you again. I miss
you at every turn. I loved you with all my heart and hope
you knew that. What a gift to have you in my life. Your adoring
love kept me coping with so many of life's trials and crisis. I
pray you didn't suffer. I know you fought hard to be with me till
the very end. My Heart is heavy and I pray you are pain free
and in a special place for angels as you certainly belong in
heaven. So much love from one so little. You gave me your heart
and it burst with love. Mommy will always treasure our years
together and our memories. Peace be with you forever. Eternally
yours. Mommy
Teddy Bear Tolla, 02/08/94 - 09/23/13
My little baby boy. Mommy misses you so much. I wish
we could turn back the hands of time and relive the 19 1/2 years
we had. No matter how many times I turned back the hands, it
would never be enough time for me. My heart was ripped out
of my chest yesterday and somehow, someway I have to find comfort
in the fact that you are at peace and no longer suffering.
The vet said you hung on for me. I will hang in there for
you and look forward to the day that we meet again and mommy can
put kisses all over you and your feet. That day can't come
fast enough. I love you and miss you so much! You have
and will always be "Mommy's Baby Boy"! XOXOXOXOXOXO
Teddy Santiago, 1/12/2002 - 3/11/2013
Teddy, we miss you so much. When I first got u like a puppy, my
father saw you and fell in love with you at first sight. It was
like you two were meant for eachother, since the first there was a
great bond between you two that I had to leave you with him. He
loved you so much and took very good care of you. You were
everything for him. When you left was the saddest day for my dad
and for all of us but especially my dad. I saw him cry so much
that it hurted me even more. He miss you everyday, he miss your
love and everything about you. We tried to get him another puppy
not to forget you but to help him not cry. Still yet it hard for
him not to remember those great years he got to spent with you.
Now you gone to the rainbow bridge, I'm sure that you are there
waiting for him like you always waited for him to come home. We
love you so much. This tribute is for you because you deserve it.
My dad couldn't keep your aches because he was too painful for him
but he carry you inside his heart always like we all do. Love
you...From all of us and your best friend.
Tex, 1995 - July 6, 2013
Tex came to us as a feral cat, never having known the feel of a
kiss or a caress. We hugged and kissed him thousands of
times during his 15 years with us and he repaid us with
absolute love and devotion. Though he could not verbalized it, his
eyes always showed his gratitude to us for adopting him. He had a
special dignity about him and he showed his love to
everyone. He was especially tolerant of our small grandchild,
always letting him pick him up. Never , ever , did he show his
claws in anger. Never, ever, did he hiss or growl at a human or
another cat. He lost his best friend Leo after 10 years and he
became deeply depressed yet he welcomed his new brother , Earl and
became his friend and mentor. He was pure love . He is deeply
missed and will always be remembered.
Tigger, 07/07/2009 - 05/09/2013
Tigger was a hurricane survivor. He literately was blown to my
house. I found him in a ball of mud and that's what saved his life
as a kitten. It took me 45 minutes to get him clean. He loved to
play with everyone, cat, dog, humans. He's the best lap kitty I've
ever had. He loved to be combed. He loved all boxes no matter how
small. He was always thin but he got tall and he became a gentle
giant. As big as he got he still played and never hurt anyone.
Some SOB came in our neighborhood and poisoned our pets. MY
neighbor lost his dog and I lost Tigger. It has been the hardest
thing I've ever had to do, putting him down. I never want this
experience again.
Tigger Kowal, 1998 - 2013
Tigger, beautiful lifelong friend to Steven K. A being that
brought him joy, mutual respect and unconditional love. Tigger
will be fiercely missed until they can be together once again at
the bridge. Fly high and free with your new wings Tigger, till
your beloved friend Steven is with you again....
Tinker, April 15, 2001 - March 5, 2013
RIP my friend. You were and always will be my favorite pet. I gave
you everything I had, all my love, all my heart and the best 12
years I ever had. I will always love you and I will always miss
you. That hole in my heart is yours, and can't ever be filled by
anything else. Good bye my friend, I love you. I miss you.
Tinkerbel, 24/4/2008 - 16/7/2013
I worked at the SPCA when I first saw you. You were about three
months old when your first family brought you to the SPCA to give
you up.
They said they had a new born baby that was allergic to you and
can no longer keep you.
Who would have thought you would become my most precious child.
As I took you from them you just started purring – non-stop. I had
you taken away to a kennel and tried to put you out of my mind. A
few days went by and I visited you in your kennel every day. You
were the most affectionate cat I have ever seen, with snow white
fur and deep, big blue eyes.
I couldn’t help but fall in love with you. I did the minute I laid
eyes on you. This was a mere 5 years ago, when I adopted you from
the shelter.
I took you home and your brother (Meow-Meow, a pitch black cat – I
loved the contrast) did not fall in love with you instantly like I
did, but eventually he too grew to love you as much as I did. You
just had that effect on both humans and animals. I can’t believe I
have now lost you both. Meow-Meow died of a diaphragm break in
2010.
I very soon discovered that you are different than other cats. You
followed me around the house like a puppy and then stood on you
hind legs with your paws spread out to me asking me to pick you up
– all the time. You wanted to sit on my lap and be in my arms
permanently – I couldn’t believe it, and neither could my friends
and family.
Very soon I grew used to that. And that is what I miss the most.
You know, I couldn’t sleep without you on my bed. I tried a few
nights when you were being rebellious and wouldn’t come home. I
would wake up in a cold sweat and go out looking for you until I
found you, take you back to our room, snuggled you up in my arms
and then have a good night’s sleep. You slept with your head on my
pillow while I held you close to me, and your head would be so
close to mine I could feel you breath.
When we were staying in a complex you would play this game with
me. I will call you in when it’s time for bed and you will hide
under the car and run away from me when I tried to catch you. You
thought this was very funny – I did not… Once you even set off the
alarm of one of our neighbour’s cars.
Our neighbour across from us said you looked like a porcelain cat
when you sat on the window sill soaking up the sun. I will never
forget how brilliantly blue your eyes looked against your white
fur every time I gave you a bath. You were very good with baths –
didn’t like it but didn’t shred my hands to pieces either…
You loved laptops. Whenever I had a laptop on my lap you could not
resists the urge to try and sit on it. You also adored all sorts
of fluffy things – this was like catnip to you. Especially my
nightgown… You were happiest when I held you while I wore my
nightgown.
You also couldn’t resist suitcases and any sort of bag. You would
roll in them and sleep in them and knead them…
You loved rolling in the sand, which didn’t work well with your
white fur!
You got cold so easily and during winters you would drive me
crazy, because you would be so clingy and cuddle up to me. As soon
as I sat down you would be on my lap trying to keep warm. It was a
good kind of crazy though because I would keep you warm with the
greatest of pleasure!
Once you wanted me to hold you, but I was busy in the kitchen and
standing in front of the counter. This did not stop you as you
climbed up my robe in order for me to hold you…
You never ate big pieces of food. It could be the most delicious
piece of meat but if it wasn’t in small pieces you won’t put your
month on it. I always thought it might have something to do with
your one K9 that is broken in half (you had that since the day I
saw you), but it didn’t seem to ever give you any trouble at
all.
And then you had this thing you did with your paw – if you didn’t
like something you would shake your one paw in disgust and walk
away. You did that everything you didn’t like at that moment!
Food, the dogs, humans, when I kissed you and you didn’t like it…
I would give anything to have had more time with you. You lit up
my day, especially when you waited for me on the porch every day
when I got home from work.
But, unfortunately my sweetest girl, you got very sick very
sudden. You only showed signs of sickness on one Friday night. You
were very weak, and the next day I took you to the vet and they
diagnosed you with feline leukaemia. I was so socked I took you to
another vet for a second opinion, but sadly it was true. They said
I had to put you down as you were not eating anymore, you lost a
lot of weight, you were very off-balance and you didn’t want to
sleep with me on the bed anymore or sit on my lap. This was in a
matter of only three days….
That was the most difficult day of my life!
I will never forget the last few seconds I got to hold you while
the vet gave you the medicine to put you to sleep.
I am so sorry! I hope you will be able to forgive me!
I miss you so much and I wish you didn’t have to go! You were my
rock and my inspiration that got me through bad days. I miss
hugging you against me, feeling your soft fur against my cheek and
feeling you purr, but you are with Jesus now and I know he is
taking very good care of you.
I will see you again my sweetest friend!
Love,
Mommy
Tipper Falbo Small, 2001 - June 29,
2013
Tipper you were such a tiny kitten. Sickly and so so
tiny. We nursed you back to health and even though you
stayed small, your heart was giant sized. You loved
"sparkly" stuff and so everyone said you were "just like
Mommy". You loved feet too. Your tail was like a blade
of grass, constantly caught in a gentle breeze and we even called
being non-affectionate being "Tipperish". You came when I
called you and you slept with me almost every night.
I loved you so very much. Liberty is lost without you; he
keeps walking into the bedroom looking around for you. This
breaks my heart. How do I explain to him that you aren't
coming back? How do I explain this to a small child who
misses taking his afternoon naps with you?
I've been trying to make myself feel better by saying that you are
now with Poppy, cuddling and playing together and that maybe you
needed to go so that you could be with our baby who died in
April. Daddy and Mommy were so sad and it gives us a little
comfort to think that maybe you're keeping our baby company until
we can all be together again.
I regret sending you over the bridge, Tipper. It's a regret
I'll carry always. Until we meet again my darling...you wait
for me. I can't wait to see you again someday. I'll be
sure to bring a sparkly.
Love you forever,
Mommy
Tipperary Schnedler, November 1995 -
May 14 2013
I will never get used to the fact that you are not here with me I
love you and miss you more than words could ever express Momma's
baby girl!
Toby, 1998 - 10/21/2013
Toby,
I love you and will miss your greetings every morning for a
cookie.
Dad
Toby (Starfox Toby of IceCaps
Kennels), May 1, 2003 - February 5, 2013
My family was very lucky to have been adopted by our beautiful
Finnish Spitz "toby' when we drove from MN to Oregon to pick up
that adorable little 10 week old puppy in Jun of 2003. We brought
him home and he spent the rest of his as our 'Bubby', the fuzzy
dog with the curly tail. Toby was a dignified dog, never becoming
a 'lap-dog', but showing us he loved us by licking our
faces. Toby tolerated all of our comings and goings by
faithfully waiting for each of us to come home. When his 'pack'
was all together, he was the happiest. I won't ever stop missing
you Toby, or seeing you in all of your favorite places to
lay. The world, and OUR LIVES were made better by your
presence in them. THANK YOU BUBBY!!! You will forever be my
best furry friend and faithful companion.
TONKA, 5/24/99 - 3/13/13
Hi sweetheart! This tribute is for you, the little pug boy
who stole my heart and ran away with it. You were TONKA,
aka, Little Man, Bubba, Tasmanian Devil Dog, Little Buddy,
ButterButts; Tonka-Butt and, in later years my little Sweetpea and
Pug Angel!
You came into my life because I took a walk at work during my
lunch hour on a very hot day in July of '99 and out of nowhere, a
little pug came, running and panting down the middle of a
four-lane highway. He was exhausted from the heat and all
alone so I scooped him up and carried him back to my office.
Took him home that night and left messages with the pound and the
SPCA. No one called about him for the first two days so I
figured he would be my new dog and named him "Sammy." Duke
(your beautiful Cocker brother) accepted him immediately.
Sammy was a little on the "rougher" side in appearance, looking
back, but he had that pug personality I have come to love so much,
thanks to you my boy. I was hooked on pugs from the day I
named that little guy "Sammy." On day four of my new life
with a pug, his careless mom called and talked to your dad while I
was at work. Your dad called me and gave me the news and I
cried; didn't want to give him back but knew I had to. Rick
said he had better return Sammy (was afraid your Mom would get
into some kind of trouble). So - he returned Sammy to his
careless mom and the search for a new pug was on!!!
My Sis knew a pug breeder, Cynthia, who would become my good
friend. Cynthia had no pug puppies at that time and I wanted
my very own puggie BAD! She suggested I call a woman,
Alicia, who lived in Lodi. Well, I called her and soon your
dad, Duke and I were on our way to pick up your sister, a little
apricot girl. When we arrived, there were two puppies to
meet: your sister and YOU. They had decided to put you
out there with your sister because your testicles had not yet
descended. They bred show dogs and it's possible they were
thinking that maybe they should not miss an opportunity to give
you a good home in case they did not descend. (Sweetheart,
you may not know this but you were descended from a king in the
dog show realm of Westminster.- the late, great Tugboat Willie was
your grandpa.) Because your Dad and I were not the least bit
familiar with the world of show dogs, this didn't mean anything to
us at the time; all we wanted was a nice pug. When we arrived,
your sister was sitting under a chair, a little hesitant to come
out and meet us. You immediately waddled out and began to
chew on your Dad=s shoelaces. That did it! We took you
home that day. We had no intentions of showing you; just
wanted a nice pug to love from a good breeder. We were very
ignorant when it came to pug breeding and I'm sure, looking back,
that Alicia may have wondered if she had made a mistake in letting
us take you home. Sort of like allowing a prince to go home
with the Beverly Hillbillies; the difference being, your Dad and I
lacked the "Hillbilly" money. Thinking back, I'm amazed she
let you go home with us as I have since learned just how
particular good pug breeders can be. She must have seen
something in us. She did tell us that if for any reason we
were unhappy with you, we were to bring you back (like that was
going to happen). She gave us permission to show you
should your testicles descend; they did descend but we neutered
you in hopes of preventing testicular cancer. We were told
all about your perfect conformation; your gorgeous large head; how
perfectly cobby and square you were. All of this was "GREEK"
to us at the time. We thought you were beautiful but we
later learned to appreciate how absolutely handsome you were in
the world of pugs. In the process, I have learned that your fellow
puggies do not have to be as absolutely stunning as you for me to
appreciate them because there is that great personality thing
going on! With you, sweetie, we hit the jackpot; we got the
looks and the personality! We paid a pretty penny for
you that day. Your Dad thought I must be a little
crazy but, together, we were making good money and he had a hard
time denying me anything I really, really wanted. He also
knew I did not ask for many things. When we got home that
night, your Auntie Sissie, Lisa, Amanda and Corinne were all there
to greet you and you were an immediate "hit" in the family!
We carried you home in a shoe box (something else that must have
given your breeder pause). I, of course, bought a dog
crate for traveling. Was so new to dog ownership. I had only
lived with cats as an adult prior to Duke joining us.
You and Duke became best buds. Duke was always the "good
boy" and you, in your younger days became my "Tasmanian Devil
Dog." You were so mischievous and quite the tease. As
a pup, your head was always looking down and you immediately took
to separating carpet seams and putting anything and everything in
your mouth. I had to watch you like a hawk! You loved
to peruse the girl's bedroom when they spent the night and trot
into the living room with undies proudly displayed in your
mouth. Your sparkly eyes would be scanning everyone in the
room to see who was going to make the first move to get you.
When one of the girls would jump up, the race was on!!! You
would attack the broom when I would sweep; took me forever to get
that job done but I loved it! One morning, before your Dad left
for work, I had the good fortune to find (before he did) that you
had made a perfect deposit in one of his loafers. You were
still in the potty training mode but I was impressed with your
accuracy. I did not tell your Dad before he left and I
quickly cleaned out his loafer. I later told him about it;
don=t think he found it as amusing as I did though. Your Dad
would threaten to send you "to the moon" and "back to Lodi" but we
both know he loved you as much as I did. When the
mailman visited the mailbox on the porch, you and Duke would both
hit the screen with full force and sound like you wanted to commit
mayhem and murder (the two sweetest dogs in the world). My
sister and I figured you two were impressed by the fact you could
chase that man away every, single day. You and Duke posed
for our wedding photos (by your Aunt Sissie) wearing top hats and
looking so proud and handsome. That was the only time I
dressed you up, by the way. Just felt clothes were beneath
your dignity. I bought a couple sweaters but never had the
heart to put you in them; besides, with your coat, there was no
need. I walked you and Duke almost daily; was so proud to
have my beautiful boys by my side and YOU trotted down the
sidewalk like a pony. You loved to splash in water running in the
gutter when neighbors were watering their lawns; like a little
human child - so much FUN to walk with you.
Pug fur everywhere all the time, day in and day out! I even
had pug fur embedded in my chair at the office! Constantly
rolling pug hair off my black pants and skirts. Honestly, it
never bothered me; would just say to myself, "Pug hair,
everywhere!!" I remember your first bark like a mom
remembers her human baby=s first word. I was so proud of you
sweetheart.
We moved off of Plum Street and onto Salinas when you were about
five. It was here that you first saw the Turkey Vultures and
you began your love affair with those soaring birds.
Sometimes, there would be as many as 60 soaring and swooping over
the hills behind our house. I would run in, grab you and
bring you out to see the "Mikeys." You would get so excited;
you would literally catch your breath and begin squirming in my
arms to be put down. Once on the ground, you would run from
one end of the yard to the other, looking skyward, barking and
looking as if you would sprout wings and begin to soar with
them. It was pure joy for both you and me. It was
then, that you were dubbed my "pug angel." It was also here
on Salinas that you learned the cute trick of waiting until Duke
was doing his thing in the back and then you would run over and
pee on his tail while he was indisposed. This would drive
your Dad up the wall while I tried to hide a smile and/or laugh!
You were with me through so many, many good times and a few really
terrible times. Your dad died in 6/08 and Duke left in
10/09. Then my dad (your grandpa) died in 3/10. Awful times;
it seemed so many of my important anchors here in Vacaville were
slowly dissolving. You went through it all with me my little
man and consoled me in ways no one else could. A
couple years ago, I lost my diamond out of my wedding band and was
beside myself; searched everywhere for two solid weeks; vacuum
cleaner bag; outside garbage; through the pomegranate seed slush
from the jelly I had made; everywhere!! Your dad had picked
it out and had a beautiful ring made unbeknownst to me. By
this time, you were 12 years old with extremely weak back legs and
could no longer lift your leg to pee. So, we would go out
front on the sidewalk and you would make little squiggles on the
concrete. I would watch and would know you were done when
the squiggles were finished. One morning, I looked down at
your last squiggle on the sidewalk and there was my diamond lying
on the cement upside down. It had been two weeks since I
lost it. I will always give you credit for finding this important
possession - my little man! Remember when I rushed you to
the vet because you had been out in back for a few minutes and
when you returned, you looked like a balloon? The vet took
you in back and then came out smiling and asked me if I was
missing anything, like maybe 4 or 5 lbs? It occurred to me I
might have left the side garage door open which can be entered
from the backyard. When we returned home, I went to check
and sure enough, you had climbed into a large bag of dog food I
had left on the floor after you chewed it open. Dr. Howard
told me you would be okay; not to give you any water and that it
would all come out and, thank God, it did! Yep - you
always loved food.
It was here on Salinas that you and I would watch the moon and
stars together. We had this appreciation in common. I
would say, "Look Tonka; see the stars and oh, look at the
moon!" You would look up and then you would turn your head
from side to side gazing at the night skies. The stars were
reflected in your beautiful brown eyes. I have never known
another dog to appreciate the night skies; I know I never will
again - my little star-gazer. Again, my "Pug Angel."
In the last two years, I would periodically take you in for a vet
check. You were a very sweet “old man" and your hearing was
gone. I wanted to make sure you were not in pain. It
was a struggle for you to get up and walk and you were beginning
to sleep in but you had not lost your eyesight and certainly not
your appetite!. You so loved vegetables; also a little
cheese. I could not open the fridge without your head
popping up and then you hobbling into the kitchen to see if you
could snag something good to eat. You loved a bit of banana,
cucumber, bell pepper, cheese, orange, pomegranate and your
all-time favorite – home-grown tomatoes! You watched the
tomato plants grow in pots in back in hopes one would fall to the
ground as, by then, you were unable to stand on your hind legs and
snag one. I used to tell people that you had such an
appreciation for food; you would actually savor the taste; unlike
many dogs who just swallow it whole. You would smack your
lips; umm good! Oh I miss you!!!
I have so many, many wonderful memories of you; I could go on and
on... I do not want to write about your last day here on
Salinas; it was one of the most heartbreaking days of my
life. What I want to do is thank you so much my little
sweetheart for giving me so many years of love and
happiness. You are part of my soul and have filled up a
large part of my heart. You were such a trooper in these
last years; I can only hope I have half your gusto for life as I
continue to move into my senior years. I love you and miss
you so much. Have fun at the Rainbow Bridge and, if
possible, please find a way to say "Hi Mom, it's me Tonka" every
now and then. I love you my Tonka! You are most
definitely my Pug Angel; I was blessed by God when you entered my
life!
Your Mom
Tootsie Rokey, 08/05/2001 - 04/15/2013
My little Tootsie, you were taken from me way too soon. I
wasn't prepared for you to go to the rainbow bridge. I miss
you so terribly much, you are my baby, I love you so much.
Every day I ask why you were taken from me. I wish I could
have done more to save you from the cancer that took you from
me. Mommy, daddy, Skippy, Zoey, Jack and Maxwell miss you
every day. We love you Tootsie! We miss you!
Toy Soldier, 08/12/00-01/01/09
Toy Soldier, Thank you for the wonderful years of walks we had
together. Then we would go up and down the driveway, you running
along side me while I would ride my bike. You were such a good
little guy, you minded me so well. You loved your "schooling", and
then afterward you would get your treat. You could jump so high,
and we once bumped heads together. You made me so very proud, you
beautiful prancer with your big beautiful eyes. We will be
together again, when I come for you and Howdy Doody at Rainbow
Bridge. Until then, I'll be here Always loving you. I love you Toy
Soldier.
Susan Shir
Twinkie, 12/10/13
Oh, sweet Twinkie. Twinkeroo, Fluffy Boy, Fluff Monster, Friendly
Monster, Polar Bear, Squeaker...You were the most handsome boy and
a magnificent cat. There's no-one to sit on my shoes now. And how
are we supposed to know when it's time for bed if you don't come
out and squeak at us? It was such a joy to share our lives with
you. You came to us unsure and afraid, and you learned again how
to trust and love. We were so happy to have you as part of our
family.
We love you and miss you already.
Tyler Hooban, April 13, 1997 (est.) -
December 19, 2013
RIP little man, I will miss the feel your paws on my face when I
used to carry you like a baby, your little kisses and soft meows.
Now you can snuggle with your brother Kramer in Heaven and I hope
to meet you there one day.
We love and will miss you.
Mom, Rosie, Diesel, Oliver, Mia and Pepper even!
Tyson Lane, April 21, 2010 - December
27, 2013
Tyson was my companion, friend, and like a son to me. I got
Tyson when he was just 3 weeks old. From that point I begin
to love him like I have never loved anything before.
Whenever I was down or had anything going on with me Tyson knew
how to cheer me up. His playful and loving demeanor would
just put a smile on my face. Not only to me but to everyone
Tyson met. My parents also really loved Tyson and he
actually started living with them. Tyson was there love,
companion, and car riding partner. My father would never
leave the house without tyson on the passenger side of his truck,
even if he tried Tyson wouldn't let him. Every time Tyson
would hear the sounds of keys he would run to the door ready to
leave. We all really miss Tyson. Its not the same
coming home and not seeing him greet you at the door. When
my father would be away for work trips Tyson was all my mother
needed to keep her company. Tyson and my mother seemed to
have there own form of communicating. Tyson knew what he had
to do for my mother to give him all the treats he wanted. So
Tyson will be truly missed. I LOVE YOU TYSON
