Year 2005 Tributes

For pet names beginning with "L".

Leo was a cat and dear friend of mine. Leo died on May 14th, 2005 at the age of 15 years. I didn't realize how much I would miss him until now. I am feeling much grief and sorrow. Leo was in pain and the vet told me that putting a merciful end to his valiant battle was in everyone's best interest, most of all Leo's. I forgot what life was like without him. I am having my morning coffee and thinking of him. I miss you dearly, Leo.

Tim Evans

Lexie, your life of joy, left a legacy of love, your mommie and Feathie miss you so much. We love you, our love bug.
You are always with us, in every breath we take, in every thought, we wish you were here.

Laura R

Linus B Witham - The Love of my Life. My son, my best friend, my confidante, my snuggle-bubs, my nestler boy, my beanie weenie boy, the peanutiest one, my love bummie, my love mammy, my bosumiest buswomy one, my swabbie boy. Oh, the love names go on forever with us Linus B. Thank you for being my BEST FRIEND. For always talking to me with your beautiful and many meows and purrs. You were always there for me, through thick and thin, always there to listen, and soothe me. Such sweet conversations we had. Friends were amazed at our connection. Everyone loved you and enjoyed coming to visit you. You were such happiness and love. Your sweet, soft paws caressing and patting my cheek when I cried. Your sweet lambs-kisses on my eyes, and your whispering sweet everythings into my ears. Our foreheads together having our "meetings of the minds". And the making of toasty bread in my hair (all the head massages and special bee-hive and hornets nest hairdos you gave to me...oh! what joy!). You came into my life as a 6 week old little orange peanut. It was instant love. I thank God every day for bringing us together. I can't imagine not having had you in my life. So beautiful, so soft, such a beautiful cat. Big gold eyes, lined in white, a pink nose and freckles. (I have everyone of your whiskers Linus). Such a sweet and gentle boy. So sensitive and tender hearted. A gentle scaredy cat...how you even jumped clear up into the air with all 4 sweet feet off the ground, at the sound of your precious farts. You put up with all my fiddling with you, all my squeeky kisses and massaging between your pink toes. Oh you smelled so good. So comforting, so snuggly. I miss you and I laying on the couch together every day watching TV. My 20lb bumble bee, sitting in the little baby rocking chair every morning waiting for me to turn on your TV cartoons. Friends and neighbors would come by throughout the day, just to peek in the window and get a glimpse of you sitting there watching your TV. And your paw would wave sometimes .....amazing. I miss you so much. My heart is broken that I've lost you to throat cancer. Of all things to happen to you, and your lovely throat. I was so fanatical with your health and checkups. I cleaned your booboos until it was time, my love. I didn't want you to suffer. I remember the day you told me it was time. I wish I could have taken the cancer away. What a beautiful and melodious voice you had. And those purrs...beautiful rumbly bumblies...such a purr box, even up until the last minute...you always had lots to tell me. Do you remember the night we recorded our voices (yours and mine) on the phone? I have our voices and purrs recorded on my work computer to keep forever. Your voice purred such happiness and love. I will miss you forever my little boy. There will never be 14-17 years of my life as I have had with you, Scooter Pie and Biscuit. It was always "My Three Kitties" and always will be. Those days were the best days of my life! I love you Linus. Like I told Scooter Pie, "No matter, how far apart we are, we'll always be together". Goodbye my love. Love, Mommy the unique investment capital market value regarded as rewards high quality replica watch sale.information about luxury replica u-boat.

Dear God, please take care of my babies for me. Please, please let us be together again someday. I look in the Bible to find where you say that we will be, and I can't find a passage. Please show me where I can find the answer. I pray for comfort. Amen.

Lola meant more to me than anyone would ever imagine. She was my first child, my little girl. I was pregnant with her one and only sibling the day we met. Her brother Shawn. I never imagined that this tiny little creature was going to make one of the biggest impacts on my life forever. The day I met her I called Michael to tell him that a co-worker brought two of the cuttiest little dogs to work.
They were just around 6 weeks old.
One was a boy and the other was a girl. Kathy wanted the boy and I wanted the girl. I was only going to be showing Michael the girl and then I was to bring her back to the office. When Michael came across to the Food King parking lot he asked where she was.
She was so tiny, barely 2 pounds and she fit in the palm of your hand.
Michael called out "Lola".
I asked him what lola was.
He replied "she is Lola".
I asked why do you call her Lola and Michael said,"because she is so low to the ground". That is how my little girl got her name.
Lola came home with us.
Michael only wanted to see her and then when he did he and I never let her go.
She was ours now.
We were going to be her mom and dad. And the best part was she was going to have a brother in a few more months.
Lola was there for me during the pregnancy when daddy would have to close the station.
She comforted me when I was sad, she listened to me when I would need someone to talk to.
She knew everything that would be going on and would be there to support you. Lola had to stay inside for the first three years of her life. She would visit her biological brother every Christmas and bring him a present. She never met others of her kind until she was older. She was different then her kind though.
She was spoiled down to never having to step outside when it was cold or hot.
She had all the liberties as us.
She traveled everywhere with us.
Her favorite spot was Cambria.
She loved to run in the kelp and take walks on the beach. Lola was raised different. She was Shawns sister and she knew Shawn Shawn was her brother. They were equals.
Santa visits them both every year.
The Easter Bunny fills both there eggs and hides them, so they can hunt for them after checking out what was in their baskets. Lola also loved her birthday.
She would have a party and get a Baskin Robins ice-cream cake.
Brother Shawn always helped her blow out the candles.
One gift Lola had was the ability to open presents.
Christmas and Birthday presents.
And when her gifts came in from the family from out of state at Christmas, she knew not to touch any presents under the tree until Christmas morning.
Shawn would come in to our room and tell sister to come and see if Santa came for them. They were so happy to see that Santa left them gifts. Lola you have given us a different outlook on life.
Our home and hearts will never be the same.
We really do not know or understand what happened to you; other than the seizures you began to experience, while caring for your brother Shawn, were horrific.
You were such a vibrant little girl.
You had more energy and pep the a newly charged battery.
I never knew a little thing like you would be able to sky so high in the air.
The Lord has really put us through the most difficult test one could ever imagine taking.
I never saw this coming.
Oh Lola you don't know how much your mommy misses you.
I can not breathe sometimes.
I know you want me to be strong, but how do I do that without my comadre?
You were my world.
My first child. I hope you know what you meant to the three of us. Lola you never allowed anyone you knew to feel bad or have pain.
When we took you to the doctor that Monday night, he said your labs and organs looked good.
We were to log the seizures. We would only have to be concerned if they were to come on often and frequently. One hour and a half after being released from the hospital, you had another one.
Then at seven brother Shawn called out to me.
You were having another and he picked you up and put you on the sofa.
The doctor had said to move you to a safe spot if you were going to get hurt during the seizure.
Because your little head was hitting the cabinet, he placed you on the couch and telphoned daddy.
We knew we could not allow you to suffer like that.
It was not fair.
Mommy has been in medicine for 20 years and I never saw a human seize for the duration that you did, let alone go through the physical pain.
We did not know what happened to our little girl.
Overnight.
Here you were caring for Shawn Shawn and then your body does this.
I have been trying to make some sense of this.
I want you to know we love you more than anything in the world and the most painful thing was to give you back to the Lord. I just believe he tested us.
We were blessed to have been chosen to be your family, but to have to give you back and not know what happened or why is hard to comprehend.
Lola girl help me through this.
Help me understand.
I know the Lord has you in a safe place and Arnold has joined you to protect you from the unknown but I am still hurting. I look at you everyday and miss all the love, respect, trust, and companionship you gave unselfishly.
I truely hope you understand the choice we made was so hard.
But we loved you and respected all you did for us.
Lola we could not stand to see the hoorific pain you went through during the seizures.
Never once in the thirteen years we were blessed to have had you, would you let one of us feel pain like that. I am lost without you. I feel different.
I am different.
My little girl is not here to make my days full of life.
I will miss you every day of this life.
Lola we love you.
We have been bleesed with so many wonderful memories.

Marianne/michael/shawn

Our Lucy was a special friend.
She was the best friend and dog in the world and we miss her so much, but she was suffering and we had to let her go.
We love you, Lucy.

Barbara, Gabe and Cody Vaughan