MEMORIALS
The following are memorials for lost pets. They are submitted to us by those who have sought help from our group. If you would like to submit a memorial for your pet, please contact us.

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  JADE

One of the happiest days of my life was adopting Jadey Girl. She was almost two years old and had already suffered a lifetime of abuse at the hands of her previous owner. I knew there was something special about her “fighting spirit” the day I met her. From that day on we were inseparable. Jade loved car rides and would always want to go wherever I went. She would often threaten to vomit on the floor if I motioned to her to stay at home. Miraculously she would recover when I agreed that she could go! At three years old Jade began her endless journey to vet clinics as she was diagnosed with hip dysplasia. At a very young age Jade’s walks were restricted and it was then her love for the outdoors grew. Jade was fond of the backyard, lying in the sunniest spot for hours. It would take many threats in the darkness and she would hesitantly make her way inside. Even the cold did not stop her as I remember one year how my hydrangea tree mysteriously lost its burlap only to find her lying on it for a warm blanket. During her last days as I look back I remember how she was persistent to lay outside even in the winter. I would have to warm blankets in the dryer and wrap them around her as she lay there. I believe she knew then that her time was near. Jade, as I would often tell her, had a “little person inside”. She had a strong and wonderful personality. It was quite evident when she would perform her song and dance making this “phuh” sound flailing her head back and forth.
Jade throughout her many trips to the vet clinics learned how to “play up” her illnesses and would often leave the nurses laughing and shaking their heads. Jadey soon became well known to fake things in an attempt to get my attention. During her later years Jade was hospitalized for bloat. After spending a weekend in hospital for surgery Jade was doing extremely well and ready for release. When I arrived Jade could barely sit up and after much coaxing she started to walk but would limp to the point of almost falling. The nurses could not believe how Jade was reacting considering just minutes before I arrived she was running outside. It was another tactic of hers to get some extra love. 

Jade Camping

Jade enjoyed camping and her favorite was the wiener roast. She loved her visits to petcetera and would always harass the smaller animals. She also loved her friend “Mr.Squirrell” who would tease her from the patio doors until she would be let out to chase him up his tree. Jade was a true companion. I gave her all that I could because she gave me so much more. She was my best friend and we went through a lot together.
 

Sadly as it is inevitable that day came for my girl. Jade died on Tuesday January 8, 2008 @ 5:57 when her heart failed due to a tumor. It was larger than her heart. But her mom and dad were there with her holding her as she crossed rainbow bridge, assuring her that we will be there some day to be with her.

Jadey you will always be in our hearts and forever spoke of. I love you baby girl.

Mom and Dad
xxx
 

WOODY

Canadian Kennel Club Registered Name:  Derek's Northern Prancer
Family Name: Woodstock.  AKA:  Woody
Sire:  Wee Mr. Softee
Dam:  Miss Muffin USA
Born: 18 August 1990
Adopted:  12 October 1990
RIP:  10 May 2006


Farewell to a sweet and gentle dog who gave us close to 16 years of happiness and many, many fond memories.

After coping with renal failure for the past two years, the decision to put Woody to rest was made early this week.  He was euthanized yesterday afternoon with his human family surrounding him and comforting him as he took his final breath.  He was a good dog and our hearts were so heavy to witness him leaving us.  It's never easy to let go.

Woody enjoyed emptying our trash in search of used Kleenex and scraps of food.  His favourite trash food was chili and spaghetti, but he wasn't very fussy nor was he very neat about it.  It was just last Saturday that we found him in Steph's kitchen chewing a hole in a garbage bag destined for the trash can.  Right to the end, he was scrounging for morsels of food.

Daela, my best 3 year-old friend, came by with her family on Tuesday to say goodbye to Mr. Woods.  When I opened the door to greet the Coopers, Daela excitedly told me that the angels were coming to get Woody.  It was just what I needed to hear from my wise, young friend.

Although Woody was small for a male Bichon, he had the heart of a big dog.  I recall taking Woody on several major hikes and by the time we returned to our car, he would be covered in dirt and mud, but not once did he slow down or beg to be carried.  He loved to go on hikes with us until he injured both hind legs.  Fortunately, with a change in lifestyle and lot of carrying him up and downs stairs, his legs healed.  We never made him jump or dance for us again to ensure he would always be able to walk and run.  His walks were shortened substantially and, I must admit, it took longer to go around the block because he would stop often to smell the roses.

His favorite game was for me to chase after him around the house and he loved to rough-house with Derek, growling and barking; trying to sound ferociously mean.  In his exuberance, he would sometimes nip and if you pretended to be hurt, he would stop and lick your hand right away. 

He shared his food and water bowl with all his canine friends with never a complaint.  However, he would not share treats with the cats.  Instead he would bark at them if they got too close.  He loved to lick melted ice cream or yogurt from a dish.

Woody was a Houdini dog as he could escape most yards to go on his walk-abouts.   If he saw an opened gate, he would head out and follow his nose.  I don't know how many times I'd be frantically searching the neighbourhood to find out that he had decided to visit our neighbours Art and Flo who lived next door.

Christmas 1996, Woody received a gift; a dog tag for his collar.  It reads, 

"Guardian Angel watch over me, guide me home safely, and keep me from harm's way". Fortunately, he was never arrested and always returned home wondering what all the fuss was about.  His Guardian Angel was always on duty.

Our neighbours typically did not like dogs, but for some reason they loved Woody.  When they heard we were putting Woody in a kennel during one of our vacations to Florida, they wouldn't hear of it.  Woody took an exception to their leather sofa and would pee on it so we provided diapers.  Art didn't think it was fitting for a dog and didn't care about pee on his sofa so he'd rip off the diaper while chastising Kevin and me.  Woody had everybody wrapped around his little paw and his dark brown eyes always conveyed his loyalty and love.

To honour Woody on his last day, we brought plain cheeseburgers over to Steph's house for Woody and his dog friends Zeke and Tabby.  After the feast, they romped in the big grassy yard where they played so often.

We plan to scatter Woody's ashes in our backyard when we plant our shrubs and flowers.  It'll be Woody's corner.  As well, his name will be added to Rainbow Garden that will be located at the new Humane Society in Calgary.  An organization that Steph has been with for a long time, The Pet Loss Support Group, started this project to honour the life-long commitment we each have to our companion animals.  This memorial wall celebrates our pets' lives.

Kevin and I often looked at Woody as our baby and when we went out on walks together it was a race to see who would get the leash attached to Woody's collar.  The winner got to walk the dog and Derek found out very soon when he reached his teens that girls would talk to him if he was out with Woody.  Our dog was the best ice-breaker when we moved to Airdrie.  I met more people willing to talk to me because of the cute white puppy.  Up until the end, everybody thought Woody was a puppy.  He had a good life.  I've never known a sweeter, gentler dog.  How blessed we were to have 16 years of living life with Woody.

"Morty" Moran-Allford
KaribaRidge Shamwari Mtoro

Oct 7, 2002 - Nov. 18, 2005

"A Special Ridgeback"

It is with much sadness that I let all of you know that Morty crossed Rainbow Bridge on November 18th 2005.

He was a very special Ridgeback who provided love and laughter every day to Mary and Bruce, he is deeply missed.

Morty was a wonderful ambassador for the breed. He made every visitor to his home feel that he had been waiting for that person to step into it. He was regal, he was loyal to the end as he would sit in the drivers set of his Mom?s vehicle waiting for her to return. Only to have a snack of brie cheese from the grocery bags while waiting. 

I will always have my memories of Mr. Burgundy, handsome, stately, goofy sweet boy that was born October 7, 2002, at 2:55 p.m. 1 lb. 7oz. #10 puppy of the Mwenzangu litter.

God rest ye merry, gentle man.

Sleep well.

 

"Tali"
We love you.We deeply miss you.Our morning walks will never be the same. 

I Am Not There

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye - 1932

ALBERTA ROSE TYRONE

I am lost and alone without you 
you filled my life with such joy 
I learned from every moment, 
spent with you, my spotted boy

Your kind and gentle soul 
Seemed to guide me through each day 
And when you made me whole again 
You went along your way

Your gift was one of innocence 
With wisdom I have never known 
You touched me very deeply 
Alberta Rose Tyrone

It is when the world is quiet 
And I cannot find sleep 
That I miss you terribly 
And I begin to weep

It is when the memories linger 
And my heart begins to ache 
That I must try to breath 
With every breathe I take

It is when I drift off slowly 
And my dreams are filled with hope 
Only to wake and wonder 
How will I ever learn to cope

It is when I see your picture
And the beauty of your face 
I know somehow it has to be 
You came and taught me grace 


 
 
 

MISS YOU

I miss you every moment of every day 
I miss you with every breath I take 
I miss you

I miss your beautiful big brown eyes 
I miss your long night time sighs
I miss you

I miss the jingle of your tags 
I miss the tail your body wags
I miss you

I miss your velvety ears 
I miss how you'd lick away my tears 
I miss you

I miss your footprints in the snow
I miss you bounding down the stairs to say hello 
I miss you

I miss your beautiful spotted coat 
I miss you always being close
I miss you 

I miss you and I walking in the park 
I miss the sound of your bark 
I miss you

I miss you cuddling with me in bed 
I miss kissing the softness of your head 
I miss you

I miss the love you shared with me 
I miss you being a part of me
Tyrone, I miss you. 

 

Sabin Hadley
 
 


 
 

Jan. 21, 1987 - Feb.2, 2000

5 Year Anniversary

Sabin's beloved attributes included an innate second sight and the ability to communicate psychically, both a blessing and a testament to the deep, enduring bond formed with his family.

One glorious day I will again call you wordlessly, and you will hear, and joyously run, Woo-wooing to greet me, when at last we meet in the tall grasses of our eternal unity, together again, forever wrapped in each other's love.

"I dropped a tear in the ocean. The day you find it is the day I will stop missing you."
                                   -author unknown-

With eternal love, our Boo-Boo,

Mom, Dad and Nissa


 

Sebastian

Sept. 4, 2000 - Nov. 21, 2004
 

"Our perfect little friend, so undeserving of your fate. You will be missed more deeply than you could know and loved more than anything this world could offer. You were the spark in our lives that made each day extra special. Goodbye for now. you were all we could have ever hoped for or imagined. Run free."

 

Milo

My sweet Milo went to a better place on October 19, 2004.  There will not be a day that Milo's sweet memory doesn't cross my mind and I feel a tinge of pain for him.  His main goal while he was here was to give and receive love and he did it like a pro.  He will be emembered always by his mom, dad, and granny.

For My "Louis Love"
 
You were beauty, without being enveloped by vanity.  Through times of sorrow, you pressed your body close to mine, our hearts beating together, your "old soul" eyes captured in mine, as your tongue gently embraced my tear stained cheeks.  You were peace, love, honesty, strength, grace, and courage.  My Louis, my love, my prince, may your soul be in peace. I crumble without you, but your spirit races through my veins, prancing endlessly in my mind, you will always be immortal in my heart.


Lou Witham
Lou was the sunshine in our lives. with us for many years, faithful through thick and thin.


Our hikes won't be the same without you.

We miss you so much, little friend.

Suzanne, Katie and Seki


In Memory of Maynard

"Words cannot describe our sadness in losing Maynard. He was so loved ...
he is so missed."

 The Sobchishins

For my 'Vester

always lovingly remembered.

"He ate when he was hungry, slept when he was sleepy, and enjoyed existence to the very tips of his toes and the end of his expressive and slow-moving tail. He delighted to roam about the garden and stroll among the trees, and to lie on the green grass and luxuriate in all the sweet influences of summer." Charles Dudley Warner 

Susan Wright

 

last updated February 09, 2007