Tinkerbell was a 10 year old Chihuahua. Her favorite toy was a white sheep. Tinkerbell’s favorite treat was Peanut Butter. Her favorite thing to do was catch lightening bugs and play with them. My favorite memory was when I brought Tink home I lost her in the house because she was so little. I went straight to Walmart and bought a cat collar with a bell on it. I didn’t lose her anymore.

Rest In Peace Tinkerbell

Jackson was a 16 year old Westie. His favorite thing to do:  Jack loved to follow me around the house.  He also loved to sit outside in the yard in the summer,  He would sit out there for hours, maybe changing spots every so often. When he wasn’t doing one of those two things, he could be found asleep in his bed. Favorite Memory: Jackson knew how to tell time.  Every day, without fail, he would start to whine at 4:30 and continue to whine until 5:00 which was suppertime. Another favorite memory
is the time I couldn’t find Jackson.  As I mentioned before, he loved to follow me around the house.  One day I was getting ready to go to an appointment and it was time to put Jack in his
crate, but he was nowhere to be found.  I went all through the house, calling his name (which was useless because we think he was deaf), but no Jackson.  Finally, I just sat down on the edge
of my bed and was quiet.  That’s when I heard it, the plaintive whining of a Westie coming from the direction of the walk-in closet.  Yep, he had followed me in there and got shut in.

Rest In Peace Jackson

Izzy was an 11 year old Boxer. Her favorite treat was a Nylabone Dinosaur. Izzy’s favorite treat was Milkbone dipped. Her favorite thing to do was play in the creek at Carter Caves, and relaxing in front of the fireplace. Izzy loved spending time with her family, she was truly a sweet soul and will be greatly missed.

Rest In Peace Izzy

Helo Thomas Cuppett-Snow was a 15 year old, fluffy gray and white cat. Helo loved twisty ties. His favorite treat: Almost anything, though he really enjoyed asking for popcorn and once had the thrill of eating a Vienna sausage when it fell to the floor.
His favorite thing to do: spend time with his family, eat.
Favorite memory: Helo was a sweet boy who loved his mama cat and made sure she knew when new food was available to eat. As he got older, younger female cats in the household seemed to take to him and enjoy playing with him or taking naps together (his long fur made a nice nose warmer).

Rest In Peace Helo

Tippy was a 5 year (6-27-18) old lab mix. Her favorite toys were frog, llama, and buffalo horn. Tippy’s favorite treat was Romeo’s pizza crust (every Wednesday). Tippy’s favorite thing to do was pretty much anything to do with momma, (especially snuggle), hang out laundry with Grammy, drink mom’s coffee. Hands down, my all time favorite memory was when she cried “momma!”, when I crated her for the first night. She was 14 weeks old. Second was when she ignored you after being admonished for bad behavior. She would literally huff loudly and/or turn her face away from you.

Rest In Peace Tippy

Zues was an 11 year old Boxer/Bull Mastiff. His favorite toy was anything that squeaked. Zues’ favorite treat was cheese. His favorite thing to do was taking evening walks. He loved popping bubble wrap that came in packages. Our favorite memory is every time we walked in the door with a bag, Zues knew he had a new toy or treat. Zues will forever be missed by everyone that met him. He was most definitely our Big Baby.

Rest In Peace Zues

Mia was born in the desert in California in January 2010. I was 22 and had never had a dog in my adult life. I needed to find a dog who would be apartment compatible for my small apartment in Long Beach, CA. I saw her picture online, and knew she was the one. My boyfried and I drove the two hours to the rescue to get her. She was incredibly shy. As soon as the cage was opened, she darted behind a large desk which took 3 adults over a half hour to get her out from behind. During the adoption process, I held the stiff with fear three-month-old puppy in my lap. On the car ride home, she still seemed frozen. Wouldn’t look at me, wouldn’t look around. I decided I would start saying names, and when she responded that would be her chosen name. Through an hour and a half of this name procession, I started getting silly, naming random things. She finally looked at me when I said, missing in action. Her gorgeous, round eyes finally stared into mine. I smiled at her and asked, missing in action? She kept her gaze on me. Seemed an appropriate name for this little one. I asked her if we could shorten it to Mia. I repeated definitively, Mia. She seemed to agree.

Mia was my constant companion for almost 14 years. I have thousands of memories with her. She was stubborn, never enjoyed the beach or dog parks, walks, or meeting other dogs. She was well traveled; she crossed the US with me by car, coast to coast. She was intelligent, she learned many tricks. Rollover was by far the toughest because it was the last trick she learned at about three or four years old. It was a tough week for us both. We were both extremely frustrated with each other. When she finally rolled over on command, by herself though, it was amazing. The creature of comfort she was, she would only roll over on carpet, a rug, a couch or a bed. Would seek those out if asked to roll over on hardwood, tile or concrete. She liked to be tucked into her bed when not sleeping in mine, always needed a blanket. Loved to lay with her head on a pillow. So many memories of her bring a smile to my face. Like many dogs, she was all about food and could easily manipulate her grandma into scraps and treats. She earned the nickname trash panda from her constant garbage raids. In her later years, she gained cat siblings, all three would orchestrate food theft and garbage bag annihilation. The carnage was unreal. She was with me through the many ups and downs throughout my life, right by my side. I can still feel the warmth of her on the side of my thigh in her favorite spot on the couch next to me. She is deeply missed.

Rest In Peace Mia

Tippy DeJarnett was a 13 years old Mixed Beagle. His favorite toy was a hedgehog. Favorite Treats were Beneful Healthy Treats.
Favorite thing to do was sit outside watching her human friends!
My favorite memory was as I entered my front door she would run and jump on the couch and give me a big kiss!

Rest In Peace Tippy

Bean.
Our Beany Boi, Beanis Louise, Beaniffer of Vengerberg, Beanis Flytrap, Beanison Rochester III. He came along so unexpectedly, but exactly when he was needed. His job as emotional
support goblin was one he took very seriously, providing his family with fresh biscuits every day even after he got sick. We spent hours on YouTube, playing his favorite fish game and
listening to Pearl Jam. He hated Madonna with a passion.
Bean was loved beyond measure by everyone lucky enough to have met him; we may have only gotten a year and a half with him, but it’s time we’ll never forget. He showed me how to
love again when I thought I couldn’t. We’ll always remember his extreme sass, his unconditional cuddles, and his love for adventuring in the blazer with Nannie. His great fear
of the air conditioner, and his willingness to (attempt) to battle vehicles.

Rest easy, my good sweet boy. Play with your sister for me- I’ll think of you every time I listen to Immortality.

Rest In Peace Bean

Pet’s Name: Jake

Age: 4

Breed/Type: Male, Black & White Domestic Short Hair Tuxedo Cat

Favorite Treat: Irresistibles

Favorite Thing to Do: Hanging out with his human family & his cat brother Goldie listening to music while staying warm.

Favorite Memory: When he would jump in front of his family while we were walking, so we would stop and give him pets and belly rubs.

Rest In Peace Jake