Cooper the Retriever
Cooper came to our rescue as a stray. He quickly won everyone's heart, but sadly, his heart was not good. It was enlarged and barely functioning. Rather than have him suffer, we made the decision that most pet owners eventually have to make. Amanda sat with him as he closed his eyes for the last time......

Sammy Good Boy!
Sammy was our good boy, my buddy. We miss you very much, Sammy! ~ Mike and Shellie

Tiffy the Sheltie
I would like to take this time to remember my friend Diana's little Sheltie Tiffy, she was a little princess and has passed across the rainbow bridge. She enriched everyone's life with such happiness and she will be missed, but her spirit will be around us and especially Diana and Karl always. We will miss you Tiffy. ~ Clarence & Sharon

Our Precious Tinabelle
What to say about Tina?? I don't even know what to say about Tinabelle... there are so many good memories!! She has traveled extensively through out her life with me. I remember driving with her on long road trips; we even flew together once from VA to SC!! The first time she saw snow she was about 4yrs. old... I remember she was scared of it at first, and then she couldn't get enough of it! She was so adorable bounding through the snow. It was so high (only about 3ft. but Tina was a small dog) that if she would have been all white she would have been lost in all the snow!! I am sad that she is gone; that I'll never get to pet her silky, short-hair coat, watch her do her tricks, chase her toys, or see her big beautiful brown eyes looking at me... But I am content knowing that she had a happy and full life. There was good and bad, but I believe the good outweighs any bad experiences she may of had: She was a mother of six beautiful Boston Terrier puppies! She had a total of four boys, and two girls who all found loving homes. The Great Love of her life and father of her babies was Hercules( a gorgeous Boston!), and her best doggy friend was Rocky(an adorable Manchester Terrier) who is somewhat lost and forlorn without her. She was a good mother, and even when she didn't have puppies, she always had her motherly instincts. She tried to nurse, bathe and care for numerous animals: primarily kittens, but also baby squirrels, as well as one baby chick... I remember when we first brought home my mom's black cat Tabitha. Right away Tina wanted to care for her, and Tabitha used to ride "doggy back" on Tina around the house. Tina used to bathe and groom all of our cats when they would let her, as well as her buddy Rocky. Again, I have so many memories with her that I would need to write a memoir to cover it all!! We will all miss her so much; I do miss her, and it still doesn't feel real... but I know it is and nothing can change it. I am just glad that she is free of pain now and in Doggy Heaven, with Hercules. I am grateful for all the years we shared, there will never be a dog like Tinabelle again. She was mine, and the family's, Baby Princess known by various endearments such as: Baby Belle, Tina, Tinabelle, and Baby Girl. For Lady Valentina, we Love you and will miss you!!! I know we will meet again, until then have fun in the sky!! Love, Your Family

Kirby the Special Gift
I had to bring Kirby to the vet because there was nothing more I could do to help him. He was diagnosed last August with a cancerous tumor on his pancreas. The doctor didn't think he'd live through the weekend, but I had other plans. I began boiling chicken so he could have chicken, broth and rice each day along with his prescription food. He had the equivalent of chicken soup every day. Special treats, special eating times. All tailored to how his health was. He was stable that way for 10 months. Playful and alert and happy go lucky, he went along each day just as sweetly as the last. My little guy was very special, not to just me, but to everyone who met him. He was tender, sweet, loving... His presence will always be a part of me. He was a great gift. A humble, unknowing teacher. My Kirby. I miss him so much that my chest is tight and it's hard to breathe. My heart is broken. Good night, little man. ~ Catherine Stapleton