In Memory....

 National Pet Memorial day was started by the International Association of Pet Cemetaries and Crematories as a special day to honor the lives and loss of our beloved pets.  This day is set on the second Sunday of September each year.  To honor the lives of the pets (and patients) we have lost, we are dedicating this page to their memories, to the love and dedication that they so graciously gave to us.  May their memories forever be in our hearts!

 


             



Four Feet In Heaven

Your favorite chair is vacant now...
No eager purrs to greet me.
No softly padded paws to run
Ecstatically to meet me.
No coaxing rubs, no plaintive cry
Will say it's time for feeding.
I've put away your bowl, and all
The things you won't be needing;
But I will miss you little friend,
For I could never measure
The happiness you brought me,
The comfort and the pleasure.
And since God put you here to share
In earthly joy and sorrow;
I'm sure there'll be a place for you
In Heaven's bright tomorrow...
Alice E. Chase

In memory of our feline friends.....


 "Mr. Blue"

  "Romeo"

 "Roscoe"
 "Tiger"

  "Fasmart"

To Love Again

Oh what unhappy twist of fate  
Has brought you homeless to my gate,
The gate where once another stood
To beg for shelter warmth and food?
 
For from that day I ceased to be
The master of my destiny,
While she, with purr and velvet paw
Became within my house the law.
 
She scratched the furniture and shed
And claimed the middle of my bed,
She ruled in arrogance and pride
And broke my heart the day she died.
 
So if you really think, oh cat
I'd willingly relive all that,
Because you come forlorn and thin
Well don't just stand there - come on in!

Author unknown

I Stood By Your Bed (Feline version)

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. I could see that you were crying, you found it hard to sleep.
I purred to you so softly as you brushed away a tear, "It's me, I haven't left you - I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea. You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore. I longed to take your parcels, I wished I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care. I want to reassure you that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house as you fumbled for your key. I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me."
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair. I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It's possible for me to be so near you everyday. To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew... In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over now ... I smile and watch you yawning, And say "goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand there side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see. Be patient, live your journey out ... then come home to be with me.
Author Unknown

 

In memory of our canine companions.....

  "Dexter"

"Pancho"

 "Molly"

 "Zena"


 "Brady"

  "Hailey"

 "Blue"

  "Cheyenne"


  "Angel"

 "Jake"

  "Bryce"
  "Remmi"

  "Blondie" and "Grace"

  "Toby"

In memory of our other furry friends
  "Maverick"

The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak,

And pain should keep me from my sleep,

Then will you do what must be done,

For this, the last battle, can't be won.

 


You will be sad I understand,

But don't let grief then stay your hand,

For on this day, more than the rest,

Your love and friendship must stand the test.

 


We have had so many happy years,

You wouldn't want me to suffer so.

When the time comes, please, let me go.


Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,

Only, stay with me till the end

 


And hold me firm and speak to me,

Until my eyes no longer see.

I know in time you will agree,

It is a kindness you do to me.


Although my tail its last has waved,

From pain and suffering I have been saved.

 


Don't grieve that it must be you,

Who has to decide this thing to do;

We've been so close,we two, these years,

Don't let your heart hold any tears.

 



Author Unknown

 




  HEAVEN'S DOGGY-DOOR

My best friend closed his eyes last night,
  As his head was in my hand.
The Doctors said he was in pain,
  And it was hard for him to stand.

The thoughts that scurried through my head,
  As I cradled him in my arms.
Were of his younger, puppy years,
  And OH...his many charms.

Today, there was no gentle nudge
  With an intense "I love you gaze",
Only a heart thats filled with tears
  Remembering our joy filled days.

But an Angel just appeared to me,
  And he said, "You should cry no more,
GOD also loves our canine friends,
  HE's installed a 'doggy-door"!

         jan cooper '9

I Stood By Your Bed (Canine version)

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear, "It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore. I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care. I want to reassure you, that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key. I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me."
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair. I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday. To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew ... in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning and say "goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide, I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see. Be patient, live your journey out ... then come home to be with me.
Author Unknown

 


Au Revoir to Smokey

We'll fold them for a night of rest, -
These little scrambling feet:
For never in our world again
They'll scamper down the street,
Or climb the curtain, claw the rug,
Or scratch the walnut chair.
Yet shall these little quiet feet
Pad up the golden stair?

So cold and still, so far beyond
All days and nights of strife, -
With silky fur still fluffed and soft,
And round eyes closed on life!
I sift the earth above you, but
Your winsomeness can't die;
And, somehow, Smokey, I believe
That this is not good-bye.

A heavenly mansion must have room
Somehow among its hall,
For cushions where a little cat
May doze till Mistress calls.
And maybe, even at the door,
To make delight complete,
I'll hear above the harps the sound
Of little scrambling feet!
                                 
                                                              -Edith B. Spaudling




“Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.” – Roger Caras 
 
                                                                                                                                  
                                                                            Our Feline Friends                                  


   "Cheddar" - Gretna Animal Clinic Mascot                                                                                                                         "Tig" - Gretna Animal Clinic barn kitty                                                                                                                 
 




                                       "Star"                                                                


                                      "Nina"                                          


                                      "Smokey Joe"
                                                                          & "Buddy"  
                   
                                      "Cuddles"      

   "Mama" and "Angus"

  "Galen"

  "Casper"

             

The Creation

When GOD had made the earth and sky
the flowers and the trees,
HE then made all the animals
the fish, the birds and bees.

And when at last HE'd finished
not one was quite the same.
HE said, "I'll walk this world of mine
and give each one a name."

And so HE traveled far and wide
and everywhere HE went,
a little creature followed HIM
until it's strength was spent.

When all were named upon the earth
and in the sky and sea,
the little creature said, "Dear LORD,
there's not one left for me."

Kindly the FATHER said to him,
"I've left you to the end.
I've turned my own name back to front
and called you dog, my friend."


                                                               -Author Unknown





Our Canine Companions


"It came to me that everytime I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them. And every new dog who comes into my life, gifts me with a piece of their heart.
If I live long enough, all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are."

                                                                                                                                       
- Author Unknown


  "Brenna" 


  "Gretchen"             


"Maggie Mae"

 "Jazzy"
 

 "Precious"

  "KoKo"

 "Ethel Louise"


 "Kodi Lee"        


 "Max"                          

                                                                                         



  "Dexter"

    "Little Bit"

    "Robin"
"Jake"


 "Magnolia" 

  "Samson"

 "Rex"

 "Lexie"

 "Blu"

 "Freeway", "Gismoe" and "Nosey"

  "Hyde"


  "Cheyenne"


 "Lexi"

  "Max"

 "Soloman" 

 "Nellie"

  "T-Bone"

  "Tee"

  "Earnhardt"

  "Meeko"

  "Zeke"

 "Trixie"

  "Preston"

  "Scruffy"

  "LuLu"




  "CoCo"

  "Prince"

  "Peanut"







Our tiny furbabies and feathered friends!



 "Sida", "Mixa" & "Orie" 

    Mourning, Morning

    I dreamt there was a field beyond the sky
    with rolling hills bathed golden by the sun.
    A place where all the souls of piggies fly
    when sleep and dreams on Earth to them have come.

    Long shadows of a leafy, spreading tree
    give comfort to the piggies heading past,
    and mama pig calls, "Please come home to me.
    Your journey's destination's here at last."

    The smell of berries red ripe on the vine
    is veiled in clover and in baby's breath.
    No sadness shall you feel at eventide.
    Just nestle next to mama and be at rest.

    I dreamed a thousand dreams of hope and then
    all piggies old shall be made new again.

    - from Tomato Leaves and Other Notions of Love
    by Piggywig (as told to John and Heather Morgan)


 "Cobalt"
Heavenly Wings

These feathered friends of ours, 
Bring happiness beyond belief; 
And when they are no more 
Nothing can dispel our grief. 
We must remember the happiness 
Of special moments shared; 
Knowing we gave our love 
and the very best of care. 
A bird is a special companion 
That burrows deep into our hearts; 
God will care for our loved ones 
When their life on earth departs. 
Knowing our friends live on - 
In this we can find consolation; 
Filling the heavens with color 
And the noise of jubilation. 
Rita Weber-Shimniok
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
"The Fourth Day" 

If you ever love an animal, 
there are three days in your life you will always remember.
The first is a day, blessed with happiness, 
when you bring home your young new friend. 
You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. 
You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, 
or done long research in finding a breeder. 
Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, 
you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter — 
simply because something in its eyes reached your heart.
But when you bring that chosen pet home, 
and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room — 
and when you feel it brush against you for the first time — 
it instills a feeling of pure love 
you will carry with you through the many years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. 
It will be a day like any other. 
Routine and unexceptional. 
But, for a surprising instant, 
you will look at your longtime friend 
and see age where you once saw youth. 
You will see slow deliberate steps 
where you once saw energy. 
And you will see sleep where you once saw activity. 
So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet — 
and you may add a pill or two to her food. 
And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, 
which bodes of a coming emptiness. 
And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, 
until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day — if your friend and God have not decided for you, 
then you will be faced with making a decision of your own — 
on behalf of your lifelong friend, 
and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. 
But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you — 
you will feel as alone as a single star 
in the dark night sky.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow 
as freely and as often as they must. 
And if you are typical, 
you will find that not many in your circle 
of family or human friends 
will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.
But if you are true to the love 
of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, 
you may find that a soul — a bit smaller in size than your own — 
seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect 
anything out of the ordinary to happen, 
you may feel something brush against your leg — very, very lightly.
And looking down at the place 
where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lie — 
you will remember those three significant days. 
The memory will most likely be painful, 
and leave an ache in your heart — 
As time passes the ache will come and go 
as if it has a life of its own. 
You will both reject it and embrace it, 
and it may confuse you. 
If you reject it, it will depress you. 
If you embrace it, it will deepen you.
Either way, it will still be an ache.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when — 
along with the memory of your pet — 
and piercing through the heaviness in your heart — 
there will come a realization that belongs only to you. 
It will be as unique and strong 
as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. 
This realization takes the form of a Living Love — 
Like the heavenly scent of a rose 
that remains after the petals have wilted, 
this Love will remain and grow—
and be there for us to remember. 
It is a love we have earned. 
It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go — 
And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. 
It is a Love which is ours alone — 
And until we ourselves leave, 
perhaps to join our Beloved Pets — 
It is a Love that we will always possess.
                               
                                                                  -
Martin Scot Kosins
 


 
 


Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor.
Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent.
His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet,
so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... 

Author unknown...


Request from the Rainbow Bridge

Weep not for me though I am gone
Into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will, but not for long
Upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest,
There is no need for tears.
For with your love I was so blessed
for all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not,
The fear now all is gone.
Put these things out of you thoughts.
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath,
Remember not the strife.
Please do no dwell upon my death,
But celebrate my life.
                     
- Constance Jenkins                                                                                        




The Gift

I'll lend you for a little while my grandest dog, he said.
For you to love while he's alive
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be one or many years,
Or days, or months, you see.
But will you, till I take him back
Take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charm to gladden you,
And should his stay be brief
You will have treasured memories
A solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught on earth
I want this dog to learn.
I've looked the wide world over
In my search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes
With trust, I have selected you.
Now will you give him your total love?
Not think the labor vain,
Nor hate when I come
to take him back again?
I know you'll give him tenderness
And love will bloom each day.
And for the happiness you've known
Forever grateful stay.
But should I come and call for him
Sooner than you've planned
You'll brave the bitter grief that comes
And someday you'll understand.
-Author Unknown
                              










Oh God, my master,
Should I gain the grace
to see thee face to face
when life is ended,
grant that a little dog who once pretended 
that I was God
might see me face to face.