This picture was taken back when we went on a camping trip at Huntsville State Park. We were taking a long hike, and we didn't think she was up for the whole hike, so we brought along a backpack, and she ended up riding along in the backpack on Lisa's or my back. She seemed happy and content as could be...especially when she got the treat she is clamped down on in this picture! We thought this picture just so caught her personality. And it shows her heart shaped white face that came when she began aging. She was ALL heart. The most loving dog we have ever known. We miss her so much.
.....8ball loved to hide under the tree amongst the presents every Christmas.
I found 8ball in the woods by my work when he was just a couple of weeks old. Little did I know then that he would be my best friend for the next 14 years. He was always there to listen and keep me company when I needed a friend. His nickname was Number 7 because he looked like the number 7 image on the cat chart, a little chubby, but he lived a good life. He used to hide behind the plants on the patio and under the Christmas tree with the presents, and always brought a smile to our faces. He learned how to use the doggy door before the dogs did and could lay out in the backyard in the grass, gaze at the wildlife like a Lion in the jungle.
Unexpectedly we had to let him go in July of 2010, he was one of a kind. and he will not be forgotten. I miss him so much.
Goodbye 8ball.
Our sweet girl Annie came to us as a stray almost ten years ago. She was starving and almost dead from EGC and other health conditions, but after finally trusting me enough to let me pet her, she jumped in my arms, and she was a part of our family ever since. Annie didn't care too much for the other cats we had adopted, but she absolutely loved people and truly felt she WAS people - her favorite place was on the couch next to us, getting pets while we were watching tv or reading. She was always right in the middle of whatever family or social activity we were doing, and would come out to greet visitors like the lady of the house that she was. Until we see you again, we will miss you, Annie...RIP.
In loving memory of our beautiful baby boy Bailey who left us after 14 amazing years together. Bailey was the most loving, sweet, handsome, and funny friend we have ever known, and we miss him dearly. He touched our lives in ways we never imagined and will forever remain in our hearts. We are grateful for the time we shared with him and will cherish those memories forever. Thank you Bailey for the unending love, loyalty and laughs you gave us and we pray that we made your life as wonderful as you did ours. We love you forever.
The Chambers Family
Bella was a rescue dog, with a lot of issues such as the name of Sophie, (which we changed to Bella ) Bella barely had any sight, dry eye, barely any hearing, constant ear problems, heartworms, skin problems and no one loved her, until she met me.
Bella wasn't the prettiest, but she was the smartest and most loving.
We had her from January 2007 to November 10, 2011. She loved being alive and never knew what it was like to be a healthy dog. It always seemed like if a medical problem could happen to a dog, it happened to her. For some reason she never seemed to catch a break in being healthy. Bella accepted all the bad medical issues that came her way and still managed to find some way to be happy, playful and loving.
She would meet me at the door every afternoon, tell me when it was time to go to bed by being curled up on my side of the bed, stayed close to my side when I was home, followed me everywhere I went in the house and she enjoyed having a popsicle we me. She really loved her popsicles!!
She knew I was all she had, and I knew it too, so I gave her as much love and attention as possible, no one loved her more than I did.
She was the best dog, the most loving, the smartest, and I miss her dearly.
Bella I hope you can find 8ball, Millie and Shuggie by the bridge.
I am glad you came into my life, into my heart, but now I miss you so much!
~In the morning of Feb 1, 2013 we had to say good-bye to you as you were too sick to continue a life here with us. We want you to know that we loved you very much since we found you back in June 2012. We miss you everyday, but we know you are very happy and illness free in kitty heaven. We want to thank you for bringing so much happiness into our family and for showing us pure unconditional love. We will never forget the silly little things you did, how you welcomed us home each afternoon after school/work, your companionship, and your kitty snuggles. We thank God for giving us the opportunity to have you with us even if it was just for a short time. Even though we are sad because we had to let you go you left us with such a sense of peace in our hearts and we now understand that we did the right thing for you. We will always remember you as you have left permanent paw prints on our hearts. -Mayra Cavazos
Caldwell Klintworth (2001-2010) was born in Caldwell, Texas, and came to live with us when he was six weeks old. He was our precious puppy/baby and was loved from day one. Caldwell liked to play ball and play in the water. He tried many times to drink from the water hose. Perhaps he was spoiled because he had his own kiddy swimming pool. If you mentioned the word leash he was ready for his daily walk. Caldwell met you at the door when you came home and was happy to see you and waited for his bone/treat. In 2009, he was diagnosed with Cushing's disease, which is treatable. But then in February 2010, he developed other health problems. Our favorite Vets and their staff took such good care of him during this time. But then on February 11, 2010, we had to say goodbye to him. We miss our baby and will always love him. He was precious and an adorable dog.
-Jim and Janelle Klintworth, Houston, Texas
Picture of Chloe my exceptional friend.
She walked on a leash with her thick striped tail straight in the air--always with great dignity. Opened doors using the doorknob, played patty cake with children, listen to people's conversation as if she understood every word, and loved to lay on the patio chaise watching the birds between naps, but came inside immediately when I pecked on the window.
Always an exceptional companion and forever missed.
We said goodbye to our 'Big Beautiful Boy' today. Cooper, aka Coopie, was 12 years old. The past few years he lost his hearing and shortly after, his sight. Even though he couldn't see he made sure that each day he would continue to make his rounds and check that his yard was secure and nothing was out of place. Coopie also put himself in charge of farming our tomatoes. He was the first to taste test the newest crop and continued his inventory check the entire growing season. He would come in from his stroll smelling like tomato vines having the tell tale signs of green tomato dust all over his face. We made sure he had plenty of ripe tomatoes in his food bowl these last few days. When he was a puppy he was invited to a 3 year old's birthday party....we weren't....just Coopie. My father taught him how fun ice cubes can be when they drop to the floor from the ice maker. Cooper in turn taught Harley the wonders of ice and so she has passed the tradition on to Baxter. Hug your fur babies a little tighter and love them like there's no tomorrow because one day that tomorrow will come. We love you Coopie. You will always be our good boy!
Cosmo was a very cool, laid back Bulldog. Nothing bothered him and he loved everyone he met including other dogs & cats. He was our big boy and we will miss him laying in his bed with his tongue sticking out of his mouth, snoring away. His favorite thing, (besides coming to the Vet), was sitting on the couch with Mom & Dad watching TV. He loved laying down with his head on the arm of the couch, chewing his chew-bone, and then falling asleep. He was always a good boy and never was a bit of trouble. We will miss him looking up at us at supper-time with that beautiful blue eye. He was so handsome. We know he's in heaven, happy, & snoring on a couch with his brothers & sister Winston, Spike, Dexter, & Daisy. We'll see you again big boy, and Mommy will give you all the yummies you can eat. Love & miss you!!! XOXOXO.
Cutey-Pie, or simply Cutey is my most precious baby out of all my three rescued cats. Cutey is not a pet to me, but a very important ‘part of me’ as I am to him. He nearly always waited on the windowsill for my return from work and greeted me promptly as I stepped into the doorway. He often grabbed my arm like a pillow at night when he would get ready to sleep. After securing his ‘pillow’ Cutey would always let out a sigh of serenity before resting his eyes. He loved to snuggle up against my legs or rest on my stomach (his waterbed) when I would sit down to watch TV. I named him Cutey because he was so cute when I first met him as a few weeks old kitten. Although he grew up, he still retained that cuteness of a kitten in his face and demeanor. Even though he is no longer with me, his presence will always be felt. I lost my oldest baby (cat) Sweety over three years ago to tissue cancer. I know that Sweety and Cutey will keep each other company until the day I join them, along with my last surviving kitty, Junior.
Daisy was a sweetheart; she was often comical; and she was a good companion; and she was my best friend. We went for many walks, read many books and watched many movies together. The original name for the Dachshund was Dachs Krieger which means Badger Warrior. Daisy truly was a warrior; fearless and ferocious in battle; and very protective of her home and family. After living with us for a week, she taught a Great Dane some manners. And several weeks later, she jumped a Raccoon and chased him out of her yard! She began her greatest battle on February 15th. Her foe was the Grim Reaper. Daisy was also a lady. And, as everyone knows, a well-dressed lady Dachshund wears a collar. Wearing the collar was important to Daisy. Every time I finished giving her a bath, she would stand by her collar and wait patiently for me to place it around her neck. And, if I took too long, she would bark at me as though to say, Hurry up! Her collar became soiled when her battle with the Reaper began. I purchased a new collar for her and looked forward to giving it to her when, hopefully, she returned home on the 18th. Daisy fought courageously for three days until she passed away in her sleep on the evening of the 17th. She did return home on the 18th, but it was a sad day because Daisy had returned home to be laid to rest. Daisy will be a properly dressed lady Dachshund when she enters Heaven and stands proudly before her Maker because I placed the new collar on her prior to the funeral.
5/10/98-1/20/11~Else is a retired racing Greyhound that was adopted when she was 3 years old and returned to the Greyhound group when she was 10 years old due to no fault of her own. In the fall of 2008 my husband and I bought our house and we wanted to add a third Greyhound. We chose to adopt a senior because they are the most difficult to place into adoptive homes. Since we are volunteers with the local Greyhound group we got to meet some of the available seniors and we took our other 2 Greyhounds to meet the potential new hound too. Else immediately began socializing with our other 2 Greyhounds and they all seemed to get along great. I asked to see 1 more Greyhound before making our final decision on which hound to take home and Else came right up to me and licked my face as if she was saying Please take me home. I may be a senior with not too many more years left but I promise to love you, be your companion and show you how greytful I am during the years I have left. We took her home to foster her and we signed the adoption papers 2 weeks later. Else was only with us for just over 2 years but the love she gave our family was worth a lifetime. It is comforting to know Else spent her golden years loved, spoiled, pampered and surrounded by family and love just the way I hope to be when I am in my senior years. When the time is right and we are ready to adopt another dog we will certainly open our home up to another senior again. We love you and miss you our sweet Else. RUN LIKE THE WIND!!
-Geri, Brian and Noelle
In July of 2003, a vendor stopped by my desk with a cardboard box. He opened the box lid to show me two kittens and said that he was on the way to the Houston SPCA to drop them off. He found the kittens in the box under a pile of tires in a vacant lot where someone had left them to die. I begged him to take them home and not take them to the SPCA, He said his dogs would attack the kittens and kill them. I took Elvira and her brother, Bass, home that evening with intentions of fostering them until I could find a permanent home for them. Well, they never left and became part of our family. Elvira was terrified the day I took her home....not a peep from her the whole ride home. Little did we know she would become such a talker. Our dogs took them in and loved them as members of their pack. Elvira always waited for me on the bathroom cabinet for me to come out of the shower and give her a bath with my wet hands. This continued until the day she became ill and left us. She was a lover. Our pet sitters are in mourning with us because they became so attached to Elvira. They called her ‘The Stalker’. From the moment they walked in the door, she was on their heels telling them all about the days events. We had to make the decision to not let her suffer on November 11, 2015. I miss my little girl that would lay on my back and pull my hair at night. She is missed by all of her family, including the dogs and cat who are still looking for her. We love you, Elvira, and will see you soon when we cross that Rainbow Bridge. I am sure Molly, Little Bit, and Bass were there to greet you.
Felecia Lemmons and Kathryn Hall
From 6 weeks to 12 years, Emma was a gentle soul who loved me unconditionally. She was the pup who healed my heart and my constant companion. Always sweet, always kind and always ready to chase a ball. She was a therapy dog without knowing it and sought out those who hurt, gently pressing her little body to their leg or foot and staying until their spirits lifted. She is irreplaceable. We will truly miss you sweet Emma girl.
Sheerah, Mario & Juliette Flores
Ginger was born in New Orleans in November 1999. Ginger was a very lucky kitty as she traveled the world with us. Her crate looks like a well traveled suitcase with all the stickers from all the airports and quarantines she had been through. Our oldest son, Mitch, who nicknamed her Booters, took care of her for months as he prepared for her global travels. First stop for Ginger was SE Asia where she endured one week of quarantine at the airport in Kuala Lumpur. After enjoying the sunshine of Malaysia for eight years, Ginger then moved with us to Scotland. UK restrictions use to be quite stringent which deemed her a 6 months stay in quarantine. Ginger's holiday, as I choose to call it, was at a beautiful facility in the hills of Scotland. Visiting hours were strict so every Sunday, in the snow, we drove out to see her for her two hours in her kitty condo. It was important she heard our voices so instead of drumming up unimportant conversation, we carried a book with us and read to her. Once she was allowed to come home with us, we lived in an old church in Scotland, locally known as The Auld Kirk. After 12 years of traveling, we brought her back to the states ending up in Houston. She had been showing signs of aging and we needed a local vet. As luck would have it, we happened across Cypress Animal Hospital. How lucky! The staff are superb! Ginger was cared for with the utmost love and compassion. Ginger life was adventurous and her passing was peaceful. Thank you CFAH!
This picture was taken back when we went on a camping trip at Huntsville State Park. We were taking a long hike, and we didn't think she was up for the whole hike, so we brought along a backpack, and she ended up riding along in the backpack on Lisa's or my back. She seemed happy and content as could be...especially when she got the treat she is clamped down on in this picture! We thought this picture just so caught her personality. And it shows her heart shaped white face that came when she began aging. She was ALL heart. The most loving dog we have ever known. We miss her so much.
We rejoice knowing that you are whole again, and immensely happy!...we think of you like that..We are still together and we feel you around us every instant, as you also are inside our hearts...Thanks baby Jojo for all your love and light, we have learnt so much from you. We will see you again when the time comes. Wait for us!!! Forever yours...your loving soul-mates, James & Arturo
~We had Killer Bee for eight wonderful years and there are so many funny and fond memories. We hope she touched the hearts of the people she met while she was here. Killer Bee was a very special part of our family. We never have enough time with our furry four legged children. The pain of missing her is heavy on or hearts, longing to hold her once again, kiss her little head, look into those loving eyes….and with faith some day that day will come…our hearts will be whole again, the pain will subside being replaced with joy and smiles….and we will cross the Rainbow Bridge together never to be parted again.
- Lewis and Wanda Cadwallader, and Angel Bear
~My dearest Kirby - how do I put into words what you have meant to me.
Someone told me recently that every once and awhile a pet owner has a pet that is more than just a pet, and even more than family member, but they are more like a soul mate. You were certainly this for me. You were such a Sweetheart! I thank God for the 10 years that we've had together ...I just wish we could have had 10 more! We love you darling and we miss you dearly.
Love ...Mommy, Daddy, Amber and Grandma
-December 21, 2006 started her life in a cage with a breeder. On 12/10/08, at 2 years, she fell into the South Texas Persian rescue. I had just lost my Tabby Persian (she was 17) when I saw her beautiful green eyes on the rescue website. It was Jan 31, 2009 and I asked my husband to drive to San Antonio to bring this shy little girl home. He asked, Why her? I just knew she was the one. It took her time, but soon our Great Dane and my Chinchilla Persian were the best of friends. She hated thunder and would hide so I would hunt her down to hold her. On October 5, 2009 Lia became very ill. After blood work we found out she had kidney failure and lost one kidney. I found out then how important she was to our family. We all cared so much for her and gave our all to make her well. Life did not give her a fair chance but the love she gave to us will be everlasting.... Died 2/18/10 We love you Lia, you were truly an Angel from Heaven. -Sandy Carpenter
Our friendship started that day when Rocky and I were walking in the park February of 2015 and we stumbled upon you wandering around by yourself. We brought you home and posted signs thinking surely someone missed their little cutie patootie. Unknown to us, I guess we had secretly been chosen to be your new family. You were the best little girl that anyone would want and had such a charming personality. You were the light of our lives and brought such joy to the household. It was so fun to watch your tug-o-wars (the Mighty 10 lb Lil’Bit vs the Black Bomb 40 lb Rocky) and as you usually ended up being the winner with the prize. Although you were only 2 years old, your life ended much too soon with the diagnosis of GME but you gave us the best year of your life. As you lay beneath the tree, we hope that it gives you joy to still chase those pesky squirrels with Rocky. RIP Lil’Bit, we still miss you. 4.26.16
Lucy was a surprise for us. We were not planning on having 3 English Bulldogs, but once we saw Lucy's sweet, funny face we could not resist her. We are soooo glad she joined our family! Since the moment she arrived, she was such a joy and could make you laugh in an instant. She and her big sister Calli became best friends and she loved her big brother Cosmo too. Lucy befriended a stray cat that we adopted, (Carson), and the two would sit in our kitchen holding hands and rubbing faces. They would lie next to each other and go to sleep. Lucy had the sweetest personality and was just a true, & loving soul. We will always remember her "silliness" and what we came to call her signature stance, "The Lucy Slide". She loved to sit with one shoulder on the ground and look up at you.
As with Cosmo & Calli, Lucy just LOVED to go see everyone at CFAH. They were her first family and loved her as much as she loved them. We miss our baby girl so much. I'm sure she and Cosmo are sitting on a couch somewhere up in heaven having the best time together. Love you sweetheart!!!
From CFAH: Losing a young pet is never easy, but Lucy was especially hard for all who knew her. She was a special love, who was surrendered to our clinic before she found her furever home. During Lucy’s short time with us, she lived a thousand lives and stole as many hearts with her sweet sass and charm. We are so grateful for her wonderful family who gave her the best life she could possibly have had despite the ailments she battled. We are sure her angel wings are extra wide as she watches over all of us until we see her again. We all miss you, sweet Lucy.
Maddie, you were my everything, and I am completely miserable without you. I miss your sweet face more than words can express. You taught me to love completely and unselfishly, you brought me joy every day, and I am incomplete without you. You stole my heart and will have it forever. I love you, baby girl. Thank you for being my perfect baby and for loving me. I will forever love you and will miss you every moment until I get to meet you in Heaven.
~ We adopted McKenzie from the Westie & Scottie Rescue Houston in January 2010. She passed away June 25, 2013. McKenzie was a brave & loyal Scottie who loved chasing squirrels in her backyard. Our family would encourage anyone looking for a pet to check the local shelters or animal rescues.
My dear friend Murphy of close to twenty years has gone to the Rainbow Bridge. We had a heckuva run together for certain. He was always there for me and I always looked forward to coming home to him because I knew he would be glad to see me and I was happy to see him. He was a most unusual cat and that’s just one of the things that made him so special. His expressions and his behavior were very unique. We used to have dialogs together when I would say his name and he would answer me. When I was on the phone people could hear him talking in the background and they would actually like to listen to us talk back and forth. It was quite amusing. RIP Murphy. I miss you Mr. Murph!!
