Adidas | Aurora | Bagel | Bailey | Bear | Belle | Belle W. | Billy Bob | Binky | Brewster | Britta | Bryn
Adidas, March 1997-March 21,2011 Adidas, a loyal friend, beloved companion and a loving family pet. We were blessed to have had Adidas with us for 14 years. During that time he taught us what unconditional love is really all about. We will miss him and we will celebrate his life by filling the sad times, which are sure to come, by recalling 14 years of wonderful memories he left with us. Adidas, gone but not forgotten. Cal and Kay.
In loving memory of Aurora. Aurora was a big beautiful malamute that loved to “woo”. She had the cutest walk and a huge beautiful fluffy tail. She was 13 when she got really ill. Aurora, or “Roreo”, was the sweetest malamute ever and we will miss her dearly. Cookie girl you are now with your brother Czar. We love you Aurora. Laura, Lance, Marcos, and Isabel.
Our Weiner dog, Bagel — always loved, greatly missed.
I never thought of myself as a dog person. Sometimes if I think about it too hard I’m still not sure if I am. What I am sure of is that I am a Bailey person. The first time I saw Bailey’s picture, she was 9 weeks old at the time, I knew we were meant to be together. From the minute she came into my life and my home she was an absolute joy to have around. From sneaking into work with me one day to meet my friends and co-workers to spending time with family and friends either at my home or theirs when I was out of town (or when they just wanted to spend some time with her) she immediately won a place in the heart of everyone she met. Bailey taught me a lot about dogs and about myself and I will always remember and be grateful for having had her in my life. She was a sweet, gentle, lovable puppy who left this world much to soon, just one day shy of turning 13-months old.
Dear sweet Bear we will miss you. You had an interesting life. Your life started in Tuscaloosa where you went through a horrendous tornado and lived to tell the tale. You came to us when my son could no longer keep you. You brought us joy and friendship. Your name should have been Shadow as you would follow me everywhere. I still look for you when I get out of bed as you would always lie on my side. And when I am in the study you are not there. Hope you are happy where you are and we think of you every day. Mummy and Dad
I was blessed to have sweet little Belle in my life for 14 1/2 years. Belle was 1 1/2 pounds when I brought her home at 7 1/2 weeks of age. She was scared, but it didn’t take her long to become comfortable and start exploring. The backyard was her happy hunting ground. It was August and crickets were out. This little puppy caught a big one in her mouth which I quickly removed! Yikes! I freak out over any bugs! Belle was so easy to train, it seemed as though she almost taught herself housebreaking. Maybe part of that was because she loved being in the backyard! Belle taught me that Chihuahuas are very intelligent. She learned how to work out on a treadmill and oh, how she posed for the camera. She never seemed to mind all those goofy little hats and clothes I made her. She would sit up and pose and hold a flag or flower between her teeth. Of course I gave her the treats she loved the most for her work… carrots and green beans! Belle’s picture appeared more than once in the National Enquirer and some womens magazines. Her picture also appeared in the Washington Times and a neighborhood paper. She also won several top prizes at doggie Halloween parties I brought her to. Belle was not a regular visitor to a nursing home, but she did visit one on a Christmas morning dressed in a little elf outfit, much to the delight of several elderly people. One of the nicest compliments I recieved about Belle was from a repairman who came to the house. He said she was the only Chihuahua that didn’t bark at him and try to bite his ankles! I am sure there are other Chihuahuas that were and are as special as Belle was, but to me, Belle was a gem. I have many precious memories of Belle that I cherish. I will never forget my little Belle.
Belle was our funny, feisty, rambunctious little gal. Her love of long walks and squeaky toys was unparalleled. We hope our Jeter met her on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. Love you, Miss Belle.
Billy Bob, the best son and loyal brother you could ever have. There will never be another like you.
Love, Melanie & Myrna
Binky Riggins, our 3.5 year old Brittany spaniel, died on December 11, 2007 of liver disease.
Binky, our dear Brittany spaniel, brought us lots of laughs. She was full of energy, and made sure that the birds, chipmunks, squirrels, groundhogs, fox and deer stayed hidden while she roamed the yard. It was typical for her to sit still and erect in the backyard – very statuesque. Binky was truly “King of the Yard,” creating paths throughout the yard as she ruled her domain. As a true hunting dog, she could sniff out any animal outside and any crumb inside. BInky was a fast dog and could leap over bushes without breaking stride. She was like a toddler saying “no” and a teenager who talks back – it was comical how she would vocalize her disagreement with our command. Frequently she would grab a sock or a stuffed animal and playfully hide. She loved to eat carrots and treats as she retired in her kennel. She would shake toys and playfully growl, almost as if she had caught a live animal. When we would play the piano, she would howl above the music. Binky would constantly remind us of her 3 daily meal times – often hours in advance – as if could actually forget. She effectively communicated her desire to come inside by repeatedly jumping up on windows and scratching doors. We never did pass dog training classes. Playing fetch was a one-side affair – she kept the toy away from us. She loved to go for car rides and always knew whose car was whose. It was humorous to watch her sleep in the evenings as she would roll over in her favorite chairs with her long legs extended in the air. She was a beautiful dog and we will miss her.
Britta was raised by my brother Gary – we have known her since she was born but she only lived with us for three years. Whenever we went to visit all the dogs at his house, Britta would always just come up behind us and sniff our butts, and when we would turn around she would run away. We always knew it was her behind us. Once he finally gave Britta and her sister Boca to us, she didnt have a choice anymore on running away. She was stuck with us, and after awhile she began to figure out that our house was her new home. She was always so goofy, she always loved to play with Natalie all day long, she loved going on long walks in the woods, running around in the tennis courts, and she also loved playing in the snow. She went from being a black german shepherd to an all white one – she never would shake the snow off! We will always love her and cherish the moments we had with her forever. We love you and miss you Britta aka poop. Love, Mom and Natalie.
Thanks very much for all that you did for Bryn during her lifetime and particularly in the last 6 difficult months. You helped her and our entire family more than you can possibly know. You probably did not get to see it much at the vet clinic, but Bryn was one of the funniest dogs we’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. That’s why we’ve chosen this picture to memorialize her. Marc Paul