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Tinkerbell
I didnât meet Tinkerbell for a long time; I learned later that she
spent her first five years hiding in the rafters, wanting nothing to
do with people. This explains my naivet when I saw her for the
first time, and leaned over to pet her. As a volunteer, I should
have known better- many cats do not like being approached by
strangers- but I did it anyway. Tinkerbell rewarded me with a swat
that lacerated my hand. Thus began our romance.
Donât ask me why I decided to befriend her. There was just something
about her. She wasnât afraid, just cautious. I began trying to brush
her (wearing a protective glove- I had learned my lesson). She
yowled, swatted, and walked away. But she came back and hit me on
the leg a few times, until I began brushing her again. After a few
minutes, she became over stimulated, whacked me and walked off. This
is how it went for months, a few tentative steps forward and a step
back. Clearly though, Tinkerbell was beginning to lower her guard,
not only with me, but with the rest of the staff and volunteers as
well.
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After a while I noticed that Tinkerbell seemed to recognize my
voice. She appeared at my feet whenever I entered the cattery. If I
sat down, she would sit halfway on my leg and smack any cat that
came close. Idiot that I was, I decided one day to pick her up. Her
nails perforated my clothing and dug into my skin as she hung on.
She began to rub her head against me. But what was that sound? For
the first time I heard that asthmatic purr/snort that became
Tinkerbellâs trademark sound.
It wasnât all head butts and kisses. Once, after I clipped her
nails, Tinkerbell swatted my glasses clear off my head, as if to say
ăHey, I thought we talked about this!ä But she came back a few
minutes later to be petted. I guess she just wanted to express her
opinion, but harbored no lasting grudge. She certainly taught me to
respect her limits.
When visitors came, she began approaching them for attention and
affection. I was pleased with her progress, but secretly hoped that
no one would adopt her. It wasnât that I was selfish (OK- maybe a
little); I just didnât want to see her heart broken by someone who
would adopt her and then return her right away because she hid or
was not instantly affectionate.
After about seven years at the shelter, Tinkerbellâs health was
deteriorating (that snort was indicative of the chronic condition
that would plague her), and no permanent remedy could be found. She
would climb into my lap and I would listen to her labored breathing
and worry about her weight loss. I think we both knew what was
happening, but Tinkerbell would pull out of her slump for a week or
two, and I would delude myself into thinking that she would make a
full recovery. She wouldnât.
People think Iâm crazy to feel such a sense of loss for a cat that
wasnât ămineä. They are, of course, not animal people. Tinkerbell
was mine, inasmuch as any cat can ăbelongä to a human, and I was
hers. Sometimes I think that only the people at the shelter can
understand this.
Belly, you were loved. I hope you felt it.
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Alfie
On July 22, 1997, we adopted Alfie
from the Little Shelter, when he was about two years old. He was
resting under a desk, and one of the staff members picked him up,
saying ăwhat you see is what you getä. What we received was the
most wonderful dog in the world.
Alfie lit up our lives for nine
years. He passed away peacefully on June 17, 2006. We will miss
our beloved friend.
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Possum
1988 - 12/26/2005
Possie was
a frightened 16 year old tortie when I adopted her in February
2005. After her second mommy ended up in a nursing home, Possie faced
an ominous ending to her long life. Although she was with
me only eleven months, Possie was a total joy. A sweet gentle
little lady who loved to be held, cuddled, and to curl up next
to me when we slept. It is comforting to know her last year was
spent in a loving home, surrounded by love. I love and miss you
little girl.......
Mommy
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Shamrock was
born April 3, 1999 and passed away from Lymphoma on April 6, 2004.
Diagnosed at 4 years 4 months seemed awfully young for a dog.
Unfortunately, Golden Retrievers have a history of dying early from
Lymphoma. I will never regret having had Shamrock.
From the
first day I brought him home, I fell completely in love with him. He
was such a completely wonderful dog. He loved people and especially
children. My eight nieces and nephews adored him and vice versa. He
was not only beautiful on the outside but on the inside as well. He
was extremely loving, affectionate and smart. He was more like my
buddy than my pet. We were inseparable. He was always invited to come
along. Everyone always wanted to see him. People who were never ădog
peopleä or afraid of dogs, fell in love with him. More than once I
heard someone describe him as ăthe perfect gentlemanä. He really
thought he was a person. Everyone should be so lucky to have a
wonderful dog in their life.
Even when
Shamrock became ill, he never lost his warm personality and even
through pain and suffering, he never let anyone see it. He even had a
smile on his face when he passed away. I was lucky to be with him at
that moment and I will remember it for the rest of my life. He will
always be part of me, he made me a better person, and for that I am
eternally grateful. Thank you Shamrock, for everything you gave me! |
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JoJo
1992 - 2002
I adopted him from Little Shelter in April 1999. He
passed away from a possible brain tumor. I love him and miss him dearly.
My family loved him dearly too. He had such a wonderful personality and
disposition. Thank you for letting me have the honor of adopting him
then.
Stephanie
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Noche
1993 - 2003
They will not go
quietly, the dogs whoâve shared our livesˇ.
You were our best girl, our best friend, and we
miss the way you used to ătalkä to us. We know youâre running free,
chasing a ball, playing with all the other dogs you met when you went
Over The Rainbow Bridge, taking a piece of our hearts with you. Our
memories of you, your loyalty, your love, and friendship will live
forever.
See you somedayˇ
Love ö Madeline & Leslie |
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Rikki
Dear Little Shelter,
It is with a heavy heart to inform
you that Rikki is no longer with us. She could no longer use her hind
legs. She was a very proud girl who wanted to keep her dignity, she
wouldn't go potty in the house so she wouldn't go at all. This happened
very quickly as we were not
prepared to say good-bye. I don't think that we are ever prepared for
that matter.
Little Shelter saved Rikki's life
over 4 years ago by having her first bout of cancer removed which
included amputating her leg. If it wasn't for all of you at the shelter
and all those who donate, Rikki would never had, had 4 wonderful years.
I Truly hope there is a rainbow
bridge because I know that she should be there with all four legs and
with her previous owner who passed away 7 years ago on Christmas day.
My family thanks you all and we miss
our Rikki. Words cannot describe the loss that we all feel.
The Buck family and the Brady family
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Sebastian
6/1994 - 10/18/2003
Dear Basic!
We all love you and miss you so much!
Paul, Olga, Julia, Filipp, Anna and Lisa. |
Candy
1986 - 2003
Candy Dog, we’ll miss you forever! We will always treasure our
memories of your beauty, your love, your sweetness, silliness, and your boundless energy.
Love always,
Paul, Karen, Grandma & Grandpa! |
Sparky
My dear Sparky:
For the rest of my life,
I will always look ahead,
seeing that you are off the leash,
just around that corner, ahead of me. May you rest in peace.
Your loving daddy. |
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Honey
In our hearts forever you always will remain
Although each day that passes seems to lessen all the pain
We never will forget days not so long ago
When you ran around the house and frolicked in the snow
Mommy’s little girl sent from up above
Her faithful, loyal friend whose heart so filled with love
With your work on earth now all done
Your new journey has just begun
As your walk over the Rainbow Bridge is complete
Each new day, it’s daddy you will greet
Oh what a joyful day that will be, so warm and so sunny
When Daddy is finally reunited with Mommy’s Honey Bunny |
Shamus
1985 - 2002
Shamus, you were the tiniest little kitten when you were brought home. Mom
didn't want to keep you but luckily my tears and alot of begging, you were able to stay.
You spent alot of time in my room for the first few months, playing with your unicorn, but
mom finally let you out to roam the house. The years went by, I moved out and Teresa
became your best buddy. Going to bed with her every night, rubbing heads on the kitchen
table. Then Teresa moved out and mom took over. No one ever loved you more than mom. For
the last six years, she hand fed you every two hours, learned to give you injections, and
loved you like no one could. It finally became too much and it was time to let go. It was
the hardest thing for us to do, but we know you are now over the rainbow bridge - running,
sunning and loving life while you wait for us to cross. Know forever that we love you and
will forever hold you in our hearts. Be free my Shamus.
Love
Mom, Dad, Teresa and Linda |
Taj and Jazzmine
Love Always and Forever, until we meet again...... Over the Rainbow
Bridge. |
Bourbon
To my beloved Bourbon dog. You were the love of my life. I miss you everyday.
Please know that Mommy loves you and make sure you're waiting at the Rainbow Bridge for
me when my time comes so we can be together again, forever this time.
Goodbye my love.
Your Mommy
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Pebbles
September 1991 to May 2001
Forever in our hearts and souls. Be forever free my precious girl.
We all miss you and will see you again one day over the rainbow bridge.
Love: Mom, Dad, Nicole, Bam Bam, Katie, Munchkin, Butch, Kelly, Kaylin and Dougie
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Darby
"Our Girl"
Your loving smile lit up our home and our hearts. Our time together was too short.
Elke
You will always remain a free spirit. Keep "the chase" alive! |
Tippy & Pepper
Tippy, you were an absolutely loving and adorable part of our family. We
miss your company.
Pepper, you could be so affectionate when you wanted to be. And when you were off on
your own, you were just a ball to watch.
Smokey T. Bear
"Our Big Boy"
Smokey, you were so loyal and devoted. You were a great watchdog, a true friend and
companion! |
Kinu
"A True Terrier"
Kinu was such a sweet little girl. She was so devoted to us and she was always smiling. |
Marmaduke & Waylon
Our boys loved everyone and they were especially devoted to each other. They were a
couple of fun-loving clowns
Brandy
"Gentle Giant"
We'll miss you handsome boy!
Love,
The Chernovskys |
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