Year
2014 Tributes
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posted in other years)
For pet names beginning with "G".
Geppetto, April 5, 2014 
My beloved Geppetto: Since the first day you where giving
too me I loved you. You gave laughter, joy and companionship. I
will always remember the funny things and your intelligence.
Your mate Pinky miss you too. You brought so much joy to very
one that had contact with you. I will always have you in my
heart. I miss so much already. The 5 years we had you made a big
difference too my life. Rest in Peace my beautiful
friend. My Heart is Broken.
Josh Gabe & Pinky
Gigi, 7/14/2009 - 7/14/2014
My Beautiful Gigi:
You were a beautiful white faced lutino cockatiel found in a
shelter. You were found on the street, but what an edelweiss
you were. Soft and sweet, pure and bright, every morning you
greeted me. You flew where I was and followed me on my
shoulders. I miss your chirping and reminders. You
welcomed me home when I turned the key to the door to come in. You
started chirping when you saw me walk on the walkway home. You
would respond to my "HI Gigi" with your vocalization. You
were so intelligent. You understood many things I would
say. You bonded with my little Koko, a toy poodle who died
just three months before you. The pain we suffered after his
loss was very difficult. You preened his hair when you first
met Koko and were not afraid of him at all. Then I decided
to find you a friend. So, I noticed a cockatiel named Mango
at the MSPCA in Boston. I brought you there to see how you
would do with her in the room. She was sad, shy and
introverted. I knew she would love you. Gigi brought
out the best in Mango (another female). You bonded with
Mango and copulated and laid many eggs together as a testament of
your love together. It was so mystical to have such animals
all bond together of different specie such as a dog. I will
always LOVE YOU GIGI~ I miss you so much. When it was
time to be covered you would squawk loudly to let me know it is
time now to cover us. You were the spokes person for the
avians. Well, I am sorry you were so young to go away so
soon. I am sorry that things didn't work out and I haven't
recovered from Koko's loss and now your loss begins. It's
been a very difficult year for me and you. Life is not fair
at times and most of the time. You and Koko were my soul
mates for sure and every day I would tell you I loved you so much
and kissed you both after I thoroughly washed out and changed the
papers of the bottom of the cage. I hope you are with
Koko and he will take care of you forever. Love, Rosemary
and Mango and my little dog Chiko. You were afraid of Chiko
and I am sad that I brought him into our life too soon after
Koko's death. You were afraid of him unlike your love with
Koko. God Bless You, my baby Gigi.
Gigi, 4/9/1997 - 4/2/2014
Dear Gigi,
Miss Gigi, Miss Gigi Marie, Miss Gigi Marie Nicholas, the
prettiest Princess in aaaaall the land - and the sweetest
too. Looking into your beautiful eyes and saying that to
you melted my heart. You were my Schnooky Poo, my baby, my
best friend, my little buddy, softie, sweetie, snuggle muffin,
cuddle bear and all around cool chick. We were the 2
ladies of the house. You brought us unbelievable love and
joy for almost 17 years. Mommy and Daddy love you so much
more than words could ever express. From the minute we
laid eyes on you, we knew you were our baby. It hurts so
much to not be with you now. But we have peace knowing you
are no longer suffering. God has his other best angel back
with Him and Isis is overjoyed to be reunited. You're
going to have so much fun having her show you the ropes.
We live for that joyous day when we can be with you again.
Have a happy birthday! We love you always our beautiful,
sweet darling.
Mommy and Daddy
Gili, 10/18/2003 - 2/22/2014
Gili-bug, my baby boy, you were my best friend on this
Earth. You were my crazy, eat everything in sight pup who turned
into the most awesome Airedale ever. I miss you more than words
can express. I know you are pain free and running with all of
your dog friends that passed before you. Mama is so sad that she
had to put you to sleep, but your soul is free and you will
always be in my heart. Love you fuzzy butt. I will see you on
the other side xoxo
Ginger, April 4, 1999 - October 20,
2014
Ginger how you evolved from that shy puppy in the corner of the
shelter cage to my wise, intuitive, and closest friend. I rescued
you but truth be told, you rescued me..time and time again.
Know I have no guilt in leading you to your new and special place.
As you did so often throughout our many years together you quietly
but clearly told me when it was time, when you were simply just
too tired. But Ginger the guilt rests in never saying out-loud:
thank you.
I have looked for a friend for Stoli who refuses to eat or play
since your death--like me and daddy his heart is empty and
broken. So I print out pictures of rescues dogs, search page upon
page, often thinking a new life to love will ease the pain for all
of us. But these pictures end up in the trash and the dogs I meet
leave me untouched.
I just keep repeating:"This is not my dog." You see Ginger, I had
"my dog" and know I'll never be that fortunate again. But with
time, the passing of days, the drying of tears I hope my heart
will mend and our home will once again resound with noise.
I know Jackson and Dixie were there to meet you and hope that you
found Autumn and Fuji as well.
My dear friend we did grow old together but the remainder of my
path will be paved with the memories of one more pure soul.
Ginger Midnight, 7 October 2014
I can still see your bright, wise textured yellow
eyes. You were curious and loved exploring and
climbing. You were a fearless mountain climber.
Your fur was a beautiful black with symmetrical white
accents. You loved to be petted and brushed. And I
enjoyed the way you loved your belly massages.
You had a tough life. We met in a large park. You were
hiding in your hutch made of sticks and leaves. You must
have been out there a long time. You had to get though the
cold rainy winters and hot summers. I'm sure you had many days
with little or no food. If you ever had a home, they
didn't appreciate you and give you the love you deserved.
I can't imagine how anyone would let you go. You were a
treasure. I am so sorry I didn't meet you when you were a
kitten. I wish I could have been there to protect you
I am so glad I did meet you and that we had about 2 years
together. I wish we had more time.
In spite of all the hardship and struggles in your life, you had
a shinning, loving, gentle, positive, charming
personality. You were an amazing, inspirational cat.
You almost never complained, even when you had to take multiple
medications and injections. You kept going and always made
the most of your life.
You were so excited to see me. I loved the way you ran up
to me with your cute squeals. And you looked forward to
your ice water.
I will never forget the time you turned your Elizabethan Collar
into a ballet Tutu. You were so cute and cuddly. You
were my teddy bear.
Little things gave you so much pleasure. You loved to run
down the hallway, drink your ice water, and you looked forward
to your hugs and massages. I thoroughly enjoyed giving them to
you.
You were little and petite. But your looks and personality
filled any room. I will never forget your sweet, cute
smile.
I love you. You will be missed forever.
Diana Weinstock
GITA, December 2007 - January 25, 2014
My beautiful little baby girl Gita....how I miss you so.
Your short time on earth was deemed enough and we had to let you
go.
My life is not my own these days, things have just gone wrong.
The day you died a part of me died and I don't know how to be
strong.
My silly girl, my cuddle buddy, my bad bones, my baby girl.
I can't believe you're not here with me, it's much sadder in my
world.
You are at peace now, over the Bridge, to be sick or hurt no
more.
Until the day we meet again, I love you forevermore.
Glory, 3/29/01 - 5/18/13
My baby girl Glory was God's gift to us. We were family and she
was our daughter. The pain of losing a child couldn't hurt any
more than losing our Glory. Just thoughts of her brings me to
tears each day. She was truly the best dog. She was such a clown
and made us laugh so much. She hated music by Keith Urban and
would howl all the way through his songs. She was a daddy's girl
and upon his arrival home from work she would run outside and get
him a gift - a rock from the garden. She absolutely new at what
time he would get home from work and would sit by the back door
until he came home. Any one who came into the house was asked to
take their shoes off and before you knew it Glory would have that
shoe and would carry it around the house and would only release it
for treats. Some of those shoes were bigger than she was. If I had
one wish it would be that my girl could come back the healthy dog
she once was. She was the very best and captured my heart on site.
I miss her so much.
Grey Cat (Pert, Mix, Brooklyn),
October 22, 1998 - Sunday, March 30, 2014
Dearest Grey Cat who had so many names, there is a hole in my
heart and I am empty where you were. You had a remarkable life and
I am inconsolably sad that we had so little time with you. You
traveled across the country and back and only you will ever know
the story of your journey but I am grateful for the kindness of
the family who rescued you from that freezing wet winter night in
Brooklyn. Thank you for going back the next night and for the joy
you brought to both our families with your presence. You were
handed off many times in your young life from New Mexico through
who-knows-where, to Virginia and somehow to the New York streets…
as though it was too much trouble to have you around. I thank our
gracious God that He chose ours as the last doorstep upon which
you would land. I will never forget finding out that you had been
found 2500 miles away and it became my mission to bring you home
that Christmas. In spite of canceled flights and several trips to
the airport, you finally made it home. You flew into our lives on
January 8, 2010 and loved us without questioning your past or
future, just content in our being together. You and JoJo never got
along but Gunner was a good friend. And you were beautiful but the
kidney disease came and took you way too soon. You fought a good
and valiant fight. You didn’t fuss much about the fluids every
other day or the pain meds for the past couple of weeks. You even
let me know that, despite how frail you had become, you were still
going to jump up to the top to look out the window. What was going
through your mind? Did you know your time was short? And did you
know on this Sunday morning that I would have to realize the fight
was coming to an end?
I want so much to believe in the Rainbow Bridge, and that you are
safe and happy with Tucker, Kirby, Snickers, The Old Man, Chubbie,
Princess and Kashmir… but I feel huge sadness that you, like them
before you, are gone forever. I hope you knew that I loved you; I
wish I had spent more time with you and that I had done more for
you. I don’t think you knew we were there with you as you left us,
but you were never alone. I will always struggle with the “gift”
of deciding when you would see your last sunrise, or eat your last
treat, or purr your last warm, wonderful, soothing purr. I miss
you. Terribly.
Gunther, 5/8/1998 - 9/19/2014
Dear Gunther,
Today you left, but you are forever in my heart. There is so
much I will remember about you, today and always. I will
remember the way you ran up the hill at my house - you were always
happy to see me. I will remember the way your little tail
wagged the first time I met you. It was love at first
sight. I will remember all the tricks I taught you, and how
happy you were to learn them. You could sit, roll over, take
a nap, turn around, shake, say please ... you had a little
repertoire. I will remember the way you used to bunch up
blankets to make a little bed for yourself, it always made me
laugh. I remember how you loved to fish a toy out from under
the couch, it was a fun little game for you. And you used to
love to go get toys when we threw them for you. I will
remember how crazy you'd get after a bath and how you would run
around like a wild man. The thing I will remember most of
all, though, is how much I LOVED you, and how much love you
provided in return. There was never a day I spent with you
where I didn't enjoy every moment of it, whether we went somewhere
together or just hung out. You are a beautiful soul and I
will forever be thankful that you were a part of my life.
Your Sheila
