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CHEWIE
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Chewie the Chihuahua
Died Thursday 12/3/09 at 13 years of age due to a collapsing trachea
"Don't cry because its over, smile because it happened."
Chewie -
Its so hard to say goodbye. The decision I had to make on 12/3/09 so you could pass peacefully was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I hope you know how much you meant to me, as I loved and cherished you so. Thank you Chewie for your love and the time we had together. You will be forever in my heart and never forgotten.
Your loving human,
Brett
COOKIE
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Cookie Dial
1994 – 2009
Cookie went to doggie heaven this morning to be with her constant friend, Muffie. Cookie was 15 ½ years old and lived a good life. On her last day she had chocolate ice cream and a Carl’s Junior Double Cheeseburger. All the things she loved. Cookie was a loyal, loving companion to me and especially to Ken. She will be missed by all that loved her.
COLE
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This picture of Cole was taken a few summers ago in one of his favourite places, the front garden where he firmly believed he was the master of all he surveyed. Cole Portly was so named as he was always inclined to have a bit of a tum, (not unlike his human!) and he was as black as the proverbial. However, in the sunlight Cole was actually a rich brown, so I suspect a bit of Havana in his ancestry.
Cole appeared one day outside my back door in late 1994 when the building was still besieged by strays. There was obviously a female around as there were a number of other Toms around as well. It was all a bit too much for Cole who was a lover not a fighter and having discovered that he was expected to battle for his ladies favours decided that it was all a bit too vulgar. Having left my back door open so that I could pop downstairs to put out the garbage I returned to find Cole stretched out on my sofa fast asleep. I approached him to inform him that that wasn't going to be happening and that I already had three cats (The gone, but not forgotten Mr. Miles, Mr. Davis, and Hooligan). I did at one stage poke him in his tummy with my finger and ordered him out but he only opened one eye, gave me a look of kind exasperation and rolled over and went back to sleep! The rest is history..............
For those of you that never did meet him, he was the most affable of cats, knew in his heart that everyone and everything would have to love him, and behaved accordingly. Cole loved dogs and would trot up to greet every dog that walked past the building. Given how close we are to the SPCA this was a considerable amount of dogs and not all of them had the same outlook on life that Cole, ever the Ambassador of Feline Affairs, had. The facial expression and demeanour of most dogs approached by Cole with tail held high and in full inter-species diplomacy mode ranged from shock, confusion, taken abackness (sic) in some memorable cases panic, and what he loved most, acceptance! He was also eager to introduce himself to all people walking up and down the street, raccoons, squirrels and other assorted wildlife. Luckily he was never skunked and as he was normally never allowed out after dark managed to avoid coyotes. However, I suspect that if he'd seen a coyote he'd have tried to say hello anyway! He would trot around wearing his red collar and royal blue bow tie shaped ID tag, tail held high, confidently expecting that all was right with the world and exuding bonhomie. I shall miss him so much..................
Anyone that visited got the full Cole Portly treatment, up on the lap, purr switched to high volume and kneading would commence. Who could resist? Over the years he was with me I took in many waifs and strays and he always welcomed them and comforted the anxious ones. There wasn't a jealous bone in his body. He was charming, good tempered and loving and will never be replaced in my heart. In September 2009 I had to say goodbye when we discovered a large tumour in the roof of his mouth which had gone too far to treat. He died in my arms and left us with the sound of me telling him how much I loved and will always love him. I miss him so much...........
~Carol Downes
CALLIE
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Callie
1999 - 2009
The story about my life all began on April 21, 1999 ---- and ended August 12, 2009, but what mattered most of all was the “dash" in between those years. That dash represents all the time I spent with my family and now only those who loved me know what that “little line” means.
I would run and play with a ball, chase after dogs and …whenever I got near the water – you can be sure I jumped in. I loved riding in the truck and when I was all wet I had to ride in the back – ha ha – some people thought that was punishment – but I loved it.
The Big Guy loved me the most!!!...
CLEO
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CHARLIE
When Charlie was two years old, his original owner left him with roommates in Hawaii while he completed an educational program in Florida. Sometime later, the owner’s sister found Charlie under the house with no food or water, tangled up in his leash. She made several phone calls to find someone who could look after Charlie until her brother returned. When my boyfriend Tom learned of this, he immediately offered to watch Charlie. Charlie was put on a plane to Southern California where he and Tom instantly bonded –they were inseparable. When the owner returned he decided he didn’t want Charlie, so Tom kept him and loved every minute of it. Charlie was a lively and loving dog – always in good spirits and friendly to everyone. Charlie ruptured two discs while playing with another dog, and had back surgery. Tom nursed him back to health and never left his side. Charlie healed, but his back would always be vulnerable. At the age of six, while playing with a big dog, Charlie reinjured his back. He was paralyzed and his vital organs were not functioning. We had to put him down shortly thereafter. We will forever remember his beautiful smile and the joy and laughter he brought us every single day. We love you Charlie. Sandra & Tom
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CALI
Cali
R.I.P June 17, 2008
The sweetest soul in the body of a stray kitten.
You didn't receive a fraction of the love you gave in your short life.
You will remain in my heart forever.
~ Natalie
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CHANCE
R.I.P March 17, 2008
'He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.
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CASSIE
December 25, 1995-January 21, 2009
"My sweet Cassie, thank you for being my best friend. You are free to run and see again. You are in my heart and with me in spirit. Forever grateful for you"
Your Loving Dog Mom,
Lynne
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CHYNA
Chyna we love you and think of you all the time.
Love,
Daddy, Mama, T,T,T, Jerry~Lee and Daisey
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With the other angels she will not play, But sits alone at the gates; "For I know that my master will come," she say's, "And when he comes he will call for me."
She sees the Spirits that pass her by As they hurry to the Throne,
And she watches them with a wistful eye As she sits at the gates alone. "For I know my master will come for me If only I just wait patiently."
And her master, far on the earth below, As he sits in his easy chair,
Forgets sometimes, and he whistles low For the dog that is not there.
And Chyna cocks her ears And dreams that her master's call she hears.
And I know, when at last her master waits, And comes to through the pearly gates
That lead to these courts of gold,
Chyna will know it's him and will no longer wait at the pearly gates alone.
CHIEF
1986 - 2009
Forever Loved and Missed by Tania Williams.
He was her best friend and horse soul mate.