TRIBUTES

Lucky Danner

On a very hot day in June of 2002, upon returning to work from a dental appointment, I found a gray kitten running around 7th Street, Harrisburg, in the middle of the road. I stopped my car in between the two lanes to block traffic and he ran under it… probably to get out of the sun. I scooped him up into my arms. He had a respiratory and an eye infection and later I found that the pads on his paws had been scorch. I named him Lucky because he had beaten so many odds in his young life. On Friday, July 13, 2018, he passed over the rainbow bridge to reunite with his feline brothers who had gone before him. He was the absolute joy of my life for 16 years. He followed me everywhere; he slept in my arms at night and on the couch for afternoon naps. He barely meowed so when he did I knew he was serious. He would lick my ear ending with a little nibble. I would worry about leaving him for vacation. He would always greet me at the door and would bug me to go to bed if it was getting too late. So many wonderful memories.

Barrett Canterbury

We would like to honor Barrett with this photo. He was such a wonderful and adorable dog and we miss him very much. It’s been quiet around here without him. 
This photo was taken at the beach last year, we really missed him this year. 
Thanks for honoring him.

Shep Jordan

My Shep followed me every step, now I hold my furbaby in my heart. Always near me.

Penney Menas

My precious Penney, on 12/2/12 I rescued you but it in reality it was you who constantly rescued me! You were my joy and filled my heart and home with such love and devotion! Everyone who met you loved you because of your sweet spirit and playful antics. I miss you more than words could ever express. Run freely my precious Penney! I fell in love with you from the moment I saw your picture on the rescue sight and was blessed to be chosen as your mommy! I will love you forever plus one day because forever isn’t long enough! I will forever treasure our memories, they are tucked deep in my heart and soul!

Lucky Witmer

Lucky you were a great dog and touched a lot of lives. You are very missed. Love You.

Harley Moffitt

Harley was our first pet.

We got her a year before our daughter was born. She was the highlight of our lives. When our daughter was born Harley didn’t know what to think. At first it was a love hate relationship! As time went on Harley and Annabell became best friends. Harley helped Annabell take her first steps. Annabell love to feed Harley her pizza, and Harley loved to take Annabell’s pizza! As the year got harder for Harley we asked ourselves is it time? Then we would see her running around, and think no she is still playing. It is never easy to see a part of your family pass away. Harley almost made it until she was 15 years old. We would like to thank Peaceful Pet Passage for their kindness as Harley made her way to the other side. The patience they had while we said our good byes. The care they gave to Harley on her final moments.

Tucker Hindermyer

A few words and memories from the Hindermyer family.

1 – The Fifth Member of the Family — The day we got Tucker we walked into the pen looking for a female yellow lab, we were going to name Layla. However, instead this male chocolate lab came running up to us right as we entered and started biting at my brother’s shoe laces. Mom said “Well, we know which one we aren’t getting”, and we moved on. However, this little guy was persistent. Later, as I was sitting next to another pup giving him my attention, here comes the same chocolate lab as before. He came over and sat right in my lap. We knew in that instant — you don’t choose the dog, the dog chooses you — and that was the puppy we would take home.
I hope you loved who you chose Tucker, we all loved you very much and will miss you forever.

2 – I didn’t want a dog. When I was a kid we had a German Shepherd named Lucky. We had to put him down and I cried my eyes out. So when talk of getting a dog rolled around I was out voted, three to one by my wife and kids. I fell in love with Tucker anyway and once again cried like a baby when we had him euthanized. I’ll never underestimate the bond between man and a dog.

3 – I remember this time in middle school when I was walking Tucker around the usual loop, and I ran into a guy named Troy, and I can’t remember who else. All I remember is Troy saying something along the lines of Tucker being “stupid” and I didn’t want him to get away with it. I took one of Tuckers treats that I had in my pocket and held it out over Troy’s head. “Get it Tucker, get it,” I yelled, and he responded by happily jumping all over Troy trying to use him as a step to reach the treat. Even as the kid started yelling I egged my dog on. “Good boy, get ‘im.” He wasn’t hurting him at all obviously, he would never. Just giving him a good enough scare so he would watch his mouth around Tucker Hindermyer.

Tipper Byrne

Tipper loved sitting here and watching the world pass by even the snake in the grass.

Sadie Rose Boswell

Sadie Rose was a wonderful companion for almost 12 years. While at first as a puppy her nickname was the green eyed monster for her love of unrolling toilet paper and running around the house with it, she grew into a calm lap dog over the years. She had many nicknames, and of course we thought she was a smarty pants for answering to all of them. Our yard was always squirrel, chipmunk, and bunny free due to our “guard dog” who may just lick you to death if you were the UPS man, landscaper, or another guest. Although we never thought she would a dog to wear clothes, she looked beautiful in her pink pajamas after she lost her fur. We will miss and love her always, the best hound around.

Daisy Kuntz

The happiest boxer with the cutest wiggle you’ve ever seen, Daisy Kuntz was almost 12 years old when cancer took her from us on June 28, 2018. Daisy had a good life. She had a beach in her backyard, a brother to chase and a family who loved her madly. She routinely enjoyed trips to get ice cream, visit her grandparents, and even went on vacations with our little family to the Outer Banks, Maryland and Delaware beaches and many trips to Elk County to bark at big animals. She was a clown all her life, right up until about a month before she crossed the Rainbow Bridge. One of her many nicknames was “Nick Nutz” because when she was naughty, she flashed her sweet, sad face which melted our hearts. She got away with everything!

Daisy, thank you for allowing us to love and care for you, and for spending so many years with our family. We hope you have all-you-can-eat giant Cheetos in Heaven. Mom and Dad (and Snorkels) will love you forever, and look forward to seeing you again one day, precious, precious baby girl!

-Scott and Kelly Kuntz (and Snorkels Kuntz)

Willie Ramsey

Willie had a rough start in life. A lot of people passed on him for adoption because he came with health issues. I almost gave up on him after I adopted him because of his health issues; but we got them under control and he became the most amazing cat I’ve ever known. So outgoing and friendly to everyone and any animal that he met, Willie was always at the center of attention. Willie loved playing, going on walks outside, and burrowing under blankets. He loved talking and always had something to say — very loudly.

Always a good sport and never moody, Willie had the personality of a dog and not a cat. Everyone that met him noted it…even when his health was declining at the end. It seems so unfair that such an amazing pet only lived to be 6 years old, but I’m so lucky to have had him for 5 of those years. The void he leaves is as big as his personality was. We will always remember our One-Eyed Willie. Hopefully, sharing his life will make others think twice before passing on a pet that comes with a little extra baggage.

Tucker Hindermyer

When I graduated from college and was working as a new nurse I never understood why my coworkers pasted pictures of their dogs on their lockers. I didn’t get it, but then again I never had a dog. My husband and I bought a dog for our children in 2007. I was looking for a female yellow lab and I planned on naming her Layla. We came home with a male chocolate lab, and named him Tucker. We grew to be close friends, in fact Tucker was my best friend. The times his simple presence comforted me are too numerous to mention. I will treasure those memories forever. My days off work were spent with him and I loved it. I can still see him sitting in the back seat of my Jeep ready to go for a ride. I understand the pictures on the lockers now.

Baby Tux Dittman

01/15/2006 (adopted) to 06/23/2018
Tux was a feral that we had been feeding in 2006. He would never let us get any closer than an arm’s length away. He just didn’t trust humans (really didn’t blame him).
In the dead of winter January 2007, after being missing for several weeks, he trusted us enough to come to us for help. His leg had gotten caught in a fur trap. We rushed him to a vet for evaluation and treatment – his front leg had to be amputated. He spent an entire month hiding in our bathroom closet, still traumatized by the event and not trusting humans. Until his follow up visit – it was then he realized I was taking him BACK home and REALLY wanted him. At that point I won him over whole heartedly.
In April 2014 he got pancreatitis and was diagnosed an insulin dependent diabetic. Didn’t blink an eye – only option to me was insulin. Terrified of needles I still learned how to give him his insulin shots twice a day. Still steadfast in our dedication to each other.
Once we won his trust and love the bond was never broken – until now.

We lost our Baby Tux on June 23, 2018 at 5:42 pm due to malignant lymphoma that spread to his lungs, less than 25 days from diagnosis. We always thought we’d lose him to diabetes complications, not this.
After breathing difficulties, even with oxygen on board, we had to help him cross the Rainbow Bridge at home surrounded by his family. I am so thankful we found a vet that would make a house call, even if in finding one it was a bitter sweet blessing.
Tux was a beautiful, talkative, loving, gentle and INNOCENT soul that did NOT deserve this. He drooled like a madman when he was being loved up and his happiness was contagious. He was my shadow, never too far behind, and bedtime snuggle buddy. He will be sorely missed and the void left behind without him is beyond words. Gone way too soon!
SCREW CANCER!

Hadley Bishop

In memory of my handsome floofer.

Nova Baumgardner

On May 24th we said goodbye to our baby girl Nova. I’m sure she is chasing bunnies over that rainbow bridge. She was the sweetest. This girl was a Wisconsin dog and boy did she love playing in the snow with her partner in crime Bruno! We are blessed to have spent 10 years with her. ❤ We love and miss you baby girl!

Runca Shouck

In loving memory of our sweet and loving Runca.

We recently lost our 7 year old dog de bordeaux Runca to cancer. Runca came to us from Michigan when she was 1 1/2 years old. We had another dog in the house (Shaka) who we were not sure if she would end up liking a new friend but with Runca’s sweet and loving temperament they were best friends. Funny thing about Runca she hated getting her picture taken. She would snob her nose in the air at it. She did however love riding in the front of vehicles, ice cream and toys. Every time we left her out to go to the bathroom she ran the fence line with her other best friend Russell the neighbors dog. Despite her size and look she was very gentle with our kiddos but would protect her house if needed. She was truly loved and we will miss her forever.

McKinley Hosler

Love is supposed to be just a concept, something that you can’t reach out and touch. Before I met McKinley, I believed that – now I know that the pure spirit of love can have a physical presence.

McKinley, You were my “Special Gift! You always knew how to cheer me up when I had bad days. You gave us so much love, and taught us all about unconditional love and affection for the last 12 years. (75 in dog years with our family). You gave me so much joy, you were caring when I was hurt or down, so much understanding, so much patience, so much kindness, so much loyalty. You were a daughter to me and loved by everyone that was fortunate enough to ever meet you. You had a tough life prior to your rescue, but you adopted me, and from the time we first made eye contact, I fell in love.

I look for you, looking out the window, waiting for me to come home and welcoming me with the most awesome husky welcome. I continue to look for you at every turn. I awake at night, making sure that I’m not stepping on you, as I look to see that you’re all right.

You are truly missed and I know I will see you again one day. Until then, know that you will always live within all of our hearts! I will always love and forever miss you McKinley. Your absence leaves a big hole in our family.

Now, with all the pain gone, be happy, talk like you did for many years and tell your new friends to never give up. Share with them how great and unpredictable life can be when when there is unconditional love.

I will do my all to live up to the examples you have shared and set for me. I promise you McKinley, I’ll try. Until we meet again, North of the Rainbow Bridge…

Dozer Shuey-Seifert

In Loving memory of our Dozer.

He was such a blessing in my life. He was a sweet, smart yet bull headed American Rotti that came in to my life as an adorable ball of thunder at 6 months old when he came to live with me temporary but never left because he picked me as his owner…and decided he was staying and I had to agree and he turned out to be the best big brother to all the rescues I brought home over the years…he was a great guard dog and a great companion. I sure have missed him and so has all his brothers and sisters around the house these last few weeks and we still find ourselves looking for him… his memories will live on forever. All the paw prints he left on our hearts will be forever. Till we see you again…We pray you are up there running young and free and out of pain over the rainbow bridge Doz! 07.30.2005 – 05.19.2018

Casey Stambaughr

In loving memory of our sweet Casey.

For over 14 1/2 years you have been a loving member of our family. You are a part of so many memories. We will miss you every day. This place is not the same without you. You were the sweetest dog ever.

Xander Bentz

In loving memory of our forever friend and devoted companion. You will forever be in our hearts and our memories with you cherished.

Samson Krebs

Samson came into my dad’s life at a difficult time. In 2006, he was diagnosed with prostate cancer and had just put his golden retriever, Chester to rest. But he quickly became my dad’s new best buddy and they’ve spent the last 12 years walking the block together. Sammy is the gentlest, giant, teddy bear you’ll ever meet, he’s Lola’s best dog cousin (and the ONLY dog she likes). Sammy aka Sam Bam- we love you and we will miss you dearly. I hope you are rolling in the grass in heaven, getting lots of treats and will wait for us our faithful friend…until we meet again.

“The journey of life is sweeter when traveled with a dog.”

Dewey Bloodsworth

In loving memory of Dewey.

Tuck Milway

Tuck followed the kids home from the bus stop in the fall of 1997.  She was about 4 or 5 months old and very friendly.   We “tucked” her in a make shift cat house with a heating pad and she never left.  She lived with us for 21 years and never scratched any furniture or jumped up on anything but the couch. She patrolled our yard and went for walks with us. She was our cat-dog.  She welcomed all of our other pets over the years and outlived them all. We said good bye to her for the last  time on June 4th.  She will live in our hearts forever💗and we will cherish our memories of her.

Gomez Grimm

Gomez was best know for being my emotional support dog (anxiety). He made it clear daily he loved us as much as we loved him. I have never owned a dog so attuned to his surroundings. He was definitely human, and that’s what he preferred being around. On our last day as We sat crying over our heart wrenching decision, he whimpered right along with us. My life has been changed because of how wonderfully he fit into it. There will not be a day that goes by that I won’t think of his charming funny and spirited personality. I can’t thank you enough Dr. Carney for the patience and understanding you gave us here at home. Definitely will recommend Peaceful Pet Passage to my friends.

Sami Craul

My precious tiny Sami. We will miss watching her morning patty cake with one of her buddy cats while waiting for morning breakfast. We certainly loved our little girl. 💔😢

Sonny Kenney

Our Sonny had a smile and wagging tail for everyone. He loved peanut butter and evening massages. For almost 14 years he showered us with happiness and love, and we’re thankful to have had him in our lives. We will always miss our handsome boy.

Gunner Lehr

Gunner found me and walked right into my heart 11 years ago. The unconditional love that I received from my Big Boy will never be replaced. I have an enormous amount of beautiful memories and will cherish them forever. I think we all have that “one” pup that steals our heart.. Gunner was that pup. I will forever miss my Gun Gun.

Tanner Stern

In loving memory of my best friend Tanner. You made my life complete with all the joy you gave me. I will miss you every day and hold you close to my heart!

Aja and Thai Thai Anthos

Thank you so much for your wonderful care of our two fur babies. In January of 2017 you helped us with Aja. Then on April 30, with his twin brother Thai. You made a heartbreaking time in our lives much

more bearable. Our boys, Aja and Thai (Thai Thai) came to us in 2005 from a dear friend who ran a cat rescue in Long Island New York. I always told her if she ever had Siamese kittens come through her rescue

to let me know. And sure enough she called one day and said she had 2 little brothers up for adoption and since I said I wanted 2 kittens, I was first on the list. We had 12 and 13 wonderful years with the boys.

They were the most loving and friendly cats one could hope for. They acted more like dogs. In fact, they got along with dogs! We are so happy we have their little cedar urns to remind us of them. Best Regards, Wendy, Bill, Zach and Julie

Raja Graham

Raja will be missed for his very loud purring, lively cat conversations, superman poses, and overall fussiness. I will especially miss my cat-nap partner. Rest in peace, ‘Pretty Kitty’.

Amber Lynne Nailor

We are very happy to have had 17 good years with her. Amber was full of love. No matter how bad of a day I had at work she would always be waiting at the door when I got home to greet me. She would jump up at me so I would get down to her level to give her a hug. Then she would run back the hall to the bedroom and jump on the bed and wait til I came back to see her.

It did not matter what room I was in she was always right by my side. I would sing to her that I had sunshine on a rainy day and that’s what she gave to us.

Our hearts are empty now that she is not here with us, but we know we will be together again someday.

Cocoa Patton

Cocoa Banana - we’ll miss you buddy. Such a great companion. Though his sight and hearing were failing and his legs weakening, he had to go on his walk and see his many friends. Rest In Peace big guy.

Oliver Wyndal Douglas Romberger

Oliver was the Best Farm Cat Ever. He Loved the Outdoors, We would go for many Walks on the Farm together. He Loved catching Mice and Chasing Birds and catching them. He would get them and put them on The Back Porch for me to see his Trophy. I would never go to Bed without Calling Oliver to come in from Outside, He always slept on my Pillow at Night and put his Paw on my head. We had a Special Bond and I will Never forget Him and Our Memories we made together over the Last 18 Years. God Bless My Best Friend and I will see you again on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. Love Always, your Mom, Carol…I want to Extend A Great Gratitude To Peaceful Pets and Dr. Carney for Helping Oliver to Pass over in Great Peace.

Sonya Danner

Sonya was such a special pug who was very loving and always had a kiss for everyone. She endured many health conditions during her 13 years of life. We’ll miss you greeting us with your wagging tail and big beautiful brown eyes every day. Rest in peace and know that some day we’ll join you in heaven. Love, Megan, Justin, Parker, Skiler, and Mom and Dad.

Field Troutman

In loving memory of Field.

Tuna Hoffmaster

In loving memory of our handsome Tuna
14 years is not nearly enough time….we will miss you every day. I know you are running and playing again and doing all those things you loved so much. #rainbowbridge

Pepper Ream

We recently lost our wonderful girl Pepper to kidney failure. She was a fun, loyal member of our family who loved to travel, play with her furry friends and go on hikes by the creek. She was gentle to other animals and especially loved children. Dr Carney was so patient and kind and made Pepper’s passing as peaceful as possible. We will love and miss her forever. Sheilah and Luke Ream

Shadow King

In loving memory of our sweet Shadow…

For over 16 years you have been a loving member of our family. You are a part of so many happy memories. Boat rides at the lake will not be the same without you. You have been in our shadows since the day we brought you home…the kids sports, trips for ice cream, the boat rides, and always to Nana and Pappy’s house. You even seemed to know the way there. Even though you haven’t been able to run and jump for a while now, you were still always there with a butt wag and kisses when we came home, no matter how long we had been away. Saying good-bye to you was the hardest, most heart breaking thing I have ever had to do. We know you are no longer in pain, now it is our hearts that hurt. We love you so much and will miss you forever.

Leo and Timber Harvey

Leo Excalibur was my pure breed Siberian Husky. I raised Leo when he was a puppy. He was my little Houdini that always had me on my toes. Timber Lee was my German Shepard. He was a rescue dog and my protector. I adopted Timber when I found him in a trailer home with 20 other dogs and 30 cats. Both Leo and Timber bonded quickly like soul mates. With active life styles we had a lot of adventures together. So many memories that I will cherish. I had almost 14 wonderful blessing years with them. I miss them dearly.

Harley DeSorbo

On June 28, 2003 in the small town of New Holland (Lancaster County), Pennsylvania an Amish farm on Railroad Avenue welcomed a litter of five pure bred Fox Terrier puppies. It was a hot July evening when Tony and Beth DeSorbo journeyed to this farm to meet the pups. Several Amish children brought the three females and two males out of the barn and placed them on the ground. One of the males was very interested in meeting the couple. He quickly took a liking to their Honda CRV and the dog toys they had in their hand. He was definitely the brightest in the group as he wanted desperately to get into their air conditioned vehicle. After carefully examining all the pups, it was decided that the roly poly white and brown male was the one for them. Unfortunately, the pup was still too young to leave its mother. So on August 4, 2003, Tony and Beth made the trip back to New Holland to pick up their boy. He would be called Harley McCarran DeSorbo from that day on. He was wrapped in a blue baby blanket and laid on Beth’s lap for the car ride home to Old Mountain Road in Wellsville, Pennsylvania. For the first 20 minutes of the ride Harley whimpered. However, after a short potty break in Columbia, Pennsylvania Harley got back in the car and instantly went to sleep. When he arrived at his new home, he sat on the sidewalk, not quite sure what to make of it, he then went over to Tony and licked his face. Certainly this was his way of saying he approved of his new parents and home. Two days later he went to the vet to get his shots and check-up; he weighed six pounds. Harley had a plush crate for his bed, but he did not like being away from his mom and dad. He found his way into their bed and slept between them every night of his life. Harley was the love of his parents’ life and the envy of all who met him. He quickly learned every trick and command he was taught. He loved to play outside on his two acre yard. He knew his property and often had to give up on catching a squirrel because they left the boundaries of his yard. Harley loved going for his daily walk around the neighborhood. He strutted and I mean strutted down the road for a two mile walk. Sometimes he would want to go further venturing out about three miles; he loved seeing the farmers and jumping across the creek. Some of his favorite places to go for a walk were at Pinchot Park and on the Appalachian Trail. In the summer he would run out to garden to chase rocks that his dad threw into the field. He would bark letting the neighbors know it was time to chase rocks. In the winter he could not wait for it to snow. He loved playing in the snow; chasing snowballs for so long that often times he had to come in to change into a dry sweater. Harley loved to go for rides in the car, he had a wonderful dog seat that allowed him to see out the window. On his many trips to Cape May, New Jersey he would fall asleep in the car, but as he got to the New Holland exit he would instantly wake up look out the window for a brief second bark at a horse and buggy only to lay down and go back to sleep. It was as if he recognized the place, but knew he was loved, safe and happy with his life. Harley was a well-traveled dog and made many visits to see his cousins in college. He went to Penn State, West Virginia and Mary Mount Universities. He also traveled to Connecticut, Delaware, Maryland, Massachusetts, New York, Tennessee, Virginia, and made one international trip to Niagara Falls, Canada. When Harley was ten he was diagnosed with diabetes. He started to lose weight so after a few blood test it was confirmed he had diabetes. It required him to get insulin shots twice a day. He never once showed any fear, he knew it was for his own good and it made him feel better. He would jump on the bed, get his shot, jump off the bed and run to the kitchen to eat. Once he was very sick and needed urgent care, this is how he met Dr. Amber Crow and Mikki Clark, they became his veterinarian and technician. They took good care of him and loved him like he was their own pet. He loved going to see them at Timber View and Dillsburg Veterinary Hospital. He loved seeing them so much he even visited them when he was healthy. About eighteen months after his diagnosis of diabetes, he got cataracts due to the insulin. He was still the sweetest boy you would ever meet and he did not let it slow him down. A few month later his parents found a wonderful person, Dr. Amanda Corr, she specialized in ophthalmology at the Metropolitan Veterinary Hospital in Norristown, Pennsylvania. She performed surgery to remove his cataracts; he had to wear the cone of shame for a few weeks but once it was removed he was back to his old self. A year later Harley developed glaucoma in his right eye. Dr. Corr was able to remove the eye and after only a few days he was running and playing like a big dog (Harley thought he was a lab like his furry cousins). Harley was strong and gentle, he loved to give kisses, he loved to get his belly rubbed and especially loved it when you kissed the wrinkles on his forehead. Harley was not fond of baths, but would slowly make his way into the shower on Sunday nights. He had the funniest ritual; once he was done being dried with a bath towel he would run around the family room running up the back of the couch, jumping across to the chair and love seat and after doing this a few times he would jump on the bed and go to sleep. Harley knew when you were sick and would resist playing with his hundreds of toys to lay beside you until you were better. He spent weeks lying next to his mom while she recovered from surgery. He did not let anyone get close to her and protected her until she was better. This is why it broke his parent’s hearts when he got sick. It was January 2017, Harley was not feeling well, and after a visit to the vet he still would not eat. It was very early on Sunday morning he had to go to the pet emergency hospital and was diagnosed with pancreatitis. He spent four night there, his parents visited with him every few hours, taking him for walks, coming by to feed him and just sitting with him. They were all happy when he was able to come home. For the next few months it was difficult to get Harley to eat. His parents tried everything; eggs, rotisserie chicken, baby food just about anything they could think of to include many different kinds of dog food. It was a difficult time for all because Harley could not get his insulin if he did not eat. This required his dad to take many blood glucose readings throughout the day. Again, Harley was just so sweet and would let you stick him as often as needed. This process was probably more painful for his parents as they hated having to do this so often. On Harley’s 14th birthday his parents decided to celebrate his day with a trip back to New Holland. Every birthday from the time he turned one was celebrated in a big way. This day was no different, after a visit to the Amish farm where he was born, they went for a walk at Friendship Park his favorite dog parks, took a birthday cake to his favorite veterinarian and then came home to open his birthday presents. He unwrapped some toys, a new coat and a fancy dog bowl. He loved opening gifts and especially liked anything in gift bags. People would say Harley was spoiled, but really, he was just loved. A few weeks after his birthday on a Sunday night Harley stopped eating again. No matter what was offered to him he would not eat. It was Monday, July 17, 2017, as soon as the Veterinary office opened his dad called Mikki, she always gave Harley special treatment. She contacted Dr. Amber who was out of the office, but would see Harley as soon as she could get to work. Harley’s mom knew he was very sick and worked from home that day so she could go along to his appointment. Dad and mom were very anxious and could not bear to see their boy in such pain. They decided to take Harley for a ride and went to Friendship Park. Harley knew where he was and jumped right out of his car seat, he walked around the park strutting like everything was okay. It was now time to go to the Dillsburg Veterinary Hospital to see Dr. Amber. Mikki greeted them at the door. The other ladies that work at Dillsburg Veterinary Hospital were very concerned when Harley came through the door. They could see how fragile he looked. Dad, mom and Harley were taken into a room, it was now that Harley let it be known to them that it was time. He laid quietly next to his mom and dad until Dr. Amber came to see him. Dr. Amber and Mikki made a comfortable bed on the floor for Harley. Surrounded by his mom, dad, Mikki and Dr. Amber, Harley took his last breath. Many tears were shed that day as they prepared to say goodbye to their most loyal companion. They were hoping for some sort of sign from Harley letting them know he was okay. It just so happened that same night there was a special Stations of the Cross being held at their church (St Patrick of Carlise). Tony and Beth decided to go, as they left church they looked in the sky and saw the brightest rainbow they ever saw. The rainbow remained in the sky their entire way home (about 30 minutes). At that moment they knew Harley was once again whole and on the Rainbow Bridge waiting for the day they would all be together again.

Harleyboy you are the greatest joy a parent could ever hope for. We love and miss you with all our heart. Love and kisses, Dad and Mom XOXOXO

Harleyboy as he was affectionately called left his paw prints on many hearts. So many people have said they wish they could live their life as Harley. On December 24, 2017 Tony and Beth went to Oberndorf, Austria to celebrate Christmas Eve at the Silent Night Chapel and to honor their boy.

Max Zeigler

Hugs n kisses to our sweet loving Max. We miss ur crazy loving self every minute of every day.
Mom, Taz & Ona

Skooter Whittaker

He was a sweet boy and loved getting under the covers.

Cheerio Kurtz

In loving memory of our friend and buddy Cheerio. 8/28/05-4/7/18 

From the first day we brought him into our home, he was part of the family. A gentle giant who loved car rides, playing with his toys and cardboard, and made a positive impact on everyone he met especially Melanie and I.
We will always remember his first cup of “my” coffee, how I turned around to see him up on the washing machine drinking my coffee, looking up at me with coffee dripping from his mouth with the “who me” look on his face. From that moment on we knew we would be best of friends.
We will miss our snuggle buddy, assistant cook, and official greeter of the Kurtz family. Until we meet again you will always be in our hearts, see you on the other side buddy. PS save me a cup of coffee.

Mocha Myers

I want to share some pictures of my Basenji and Best Gal Mocha. Mocha & I found each other when she was 9wks old. She was in the final stages of her life with Kidney disease at age 14. I like to say with a heartfelt Thank you to John, Dr. Elizabeth Carney & Tom for your professionalism, kindness, and compassion that you showed Mocha and I. I know Mocha has no more pain & she is running free. I sure do miss her. I wish one more time we could share a “doggie kissy” together. I love you my Precious Mocha …… Run Free………

Duece Watson

Duece 9/28/06-4/10/18 R.I.P. to our beloved Duece. From the day we brought you home you were the best friend we could have asked for. You had such a great personality and thats why all who met you fell in love❤️ You loved playing catch with your tennis balls and going for long walks. When our human kids came along you loved them and were so gentle with them, they loved you so much too. Saying goodbye to you was one of the hardest things we have to do. We miss you so much. We know you are running around chasing tennis balls. Until we meet again❤️

Toby Smee

Toby was a wonderful, happy dog for his 15 years. We got him as a rescue pup at 8 weeks and from that time on, he was an integral part of our family. Our 2 children were finishing college when we got him. Since then, they have both gotten married, and both had 2 children each. Toby has helped ‘Grandpa’ take care of them since they were babies. Having to make that heartbreaking decision at the end is so, so difficult. Our Toby was still ‘involved’ in all that happened and was always wagging his tail when someone came to visit. (He even used to ‘grab’ a shirt or two to ‘bring you in’ and then ‘grab your shirt when you were trying to leave.) One of his favorite games was playing ball by the pool (he didn’t get in, unless he fell in). Loved his tennis balls. You would throw the ball to him standing alongside the pool, and he would ‘bounce it’ out if his mouth right back at you in the water. He was also the pool lifeguard-dog. Toby, you took a piece of our hearts with you. The phrase “heavy-heart” is real. But, you are now able to run and play like you used to, in doggie heaven. I know God has a place for all his creatures and some day we will be reunited. All our love to you, my sweet ‘baby boy’.

Jackson Knaub

In loving memory of our baby boy, Jackson, who brightened our lives for nearly 12 years with his unique personality. He was such a happy boy. He cheerfully trotted around the house with his tail straight up and chirping his happy greeting to Mommy & Daddy. Even when he was sick and weak, he still seemed to carry a positive attitude.

He loved to play, and he loved his toys – especially his yellow catnip banana. He also loved to lay beside Daddy on the couch and watch him play guitar. He loved Daddy so much and often looked at him adoringly.

There is an empty place in our home now and a hole in our hearts that our baby boy once filled. We miss you Jackson & we always will.

Thank you Peaceful Pet Passage for making this painful time a bit more bearable. Your compassion & respect throughout this process is very much appreciated.

Orca Dupell

Thank you for the beautiful card regarding the passing of my precious cat Orca. The whole experience with all of you was as wonderful as it possibly could be given the circumstances. So humane. My beautiful Orca gently passed in my arms, in his favorite blanket, in the comfort of his home- pain free. It doesn’t get any better. Orca was a very loving cat and he was my shadow. He was as gentle as could be and had such a loving and friendly disposition. I miss him so much!

Kelse Rose Felix

Kelse came into my life after injuring her neck playing with her new little sister. I offered to keep her after her neck surgery until she convalesced. After a few months, her owner asked if I would like to keep her as she seemed so happy being an “only” dog. Naturally, I said yes. Kelse had back surgery as well so I had ramps everywhere for her. I never had to lift her. She could follow me to the yard, sit with me on the sofa and get into bed beside me without any assistance from me. She was a very independent dog. I would go to work in the yard and before I knew it, my neighbor would text me to tell me she was visiting at their house. They kept treats there even though they had no dog! They were simply for Kelse’s visits. She made friends so easily. She had the sweetest disposition. She rarely barked except to let me know she needed to go out. Or to get me to let her out where she’d promptly make a u-turn only to come in for her treat. She was quite the chowhound. I caught her once, helping herself to the cat food in a sealed bin. She learned to pop it open with her nose! When I turned it so the door faced the side of the desk, she realized if she pushed and pulled with her nose and teeth, she could turn it so, once again, she could help herself to the tasty treats. When I called Peaceful Pet Passages, I was heartbroken. I second-guessed myself. I took her to 2 vets who explained to me the same scenario. When Dr. Carney showed up, I desperately wanted her to tell me that the others were wrong; that I could and should keep her with me longer. She calmly let me know that this was the right thing to do for my beautiful girl. The cancer cells were causing her internal organs to become enlarged and giving her distress in her breathing. I used to try to match her breathing when she slept. I could almost mimic her breathing pattern and now, she was having shallow breaths. They were so unlike her “normal” breaths. Dr. Carney was patient with us both. She got to know Kelse in the short time she was here. She made her comfortable. She made ME comfortable. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I miss her tremendously. The pitter patter of her chubby little paws, her nuzzling the crook of my arm, her co-pilot position in her car seat and the love that she exuded whenever she looked at me. I will always miss her. But I will be forever grateful to PPP for their selfless service to these beautiful animals God has “lent” us.

Sylvester Martin

SYLVESTER….2003-2018, twelve of these years a blessing to our lives, thank you GOD for this beautiful creation!

Violet Doukas

On March 31 my best buddy Violet passed away from kidney failure. For three months we tried everything to halt the progression of this disease.

I adopted her from Popcorn Park Zoo in New Jersey. She was 4 and a half years old but seemed like a puppy. She was feisty and took over my life completely.

She loved walking the neighborhood and having the neighbors make a fuss over her. And, believe it or not, she loved Nick the mailman.

Her best friend was a rescued cocker spaniel, Milo. She was the boss. Milo and Violet traveled to Hilton Head Island many times together. They loved the ocean.

During Violet’s last week, all her neighbors came to visit. She was truly loved by all and she blessed my life.

Frankie Gergle

My best friend for 16 years has passed – I am devastated, but know that she is in a better place and I will see her again one day.

Frankie was the most amazing dog I have ever met. She was my friend and loyal companion for so long that we could look at each other and know what was needed and wanted.

I miss her with all my heart and the house is not the same with out her.

I’d like to thank Dr. Carney for your compassion and gentle calmness, you made the the last hours of her life, tolerable for her and me – THANK YOU SO MUCH!

I also need to thank Tom – you showed great compassion and love for dogs, I now consider you a friend and I am a better person for meeting you.

Rest in Peace Frankie – I will see you on the other side!

Granite Snyder

In loving memory of Granite
July 2000 – March 2018

Granite was an amazing cat and a much-loved member of our family for almost 18 years. He loved his furry brother and his humans unconditionally and wanted nothing more than to cuddle on your lap at the end of a long day. A feisty old boy, Granite wasn’t afraid to let you know if his dinner was taking too long to prepare but also had a sweet and gentle soul that he expressed so openly. Despite his size, he was, without a doubt, the leader of our family pack that includes two 100-lb golden retrievers. A heartfelt thank you to Dr. Carney and her team for the compassionate care and peaceful passage given to our beloved Granite.

Kaine Paugh

At 11 months old, our beloved American bulldog Kaine was abandoned at his vets office. We were so lucky to know one of the staff members at that office and we were blessed with becoming his furever family. From day one in our home, he was gentle, loving and protective. He was well mannered and never demanded dominance with other animals. He was welcomed home to two children, 4 and 5 years old at the time. Over the years, he gained two more sisters. When they were babies he would always lay at their feet or on the floor next to them, even letting them pull on his ears and face at times when they started crawling, and he didn’t care the least little bit. Over the years, he continued with his well mannered and gentle behaviors and loved the attention he received, especially from the kids. Sadly, he grew old and his time recently came to an end. We would have never been able to get through such an emotional time in our lives as we said our final goodbyes to him without the caring team at Peaceful Pet Passage.

Marty Shadder

Thank you, Dr. Carney and the staff at Peaceful Pet Passage for guiding our family through a difficult period. The loss of Marty on March 8, 2018, was a very emotional experience. The fifteen years of unconditional love that our little poodle gave us is irreplaceable. As Marty crosses the Rainbow Bridge, the memories of our special bond remain with our family.
Stephen, Anita, Aimee & Vinci Shadder

Potter Bortner

In loving memory of Potter! We are very grateful to have had 13 years with this guy! Potter enjoyed many years of bird hunting with his dad and daily walks at the local park with his mom! Thank you to everyone at Peaceful Pet Passage and a special thank you to Elizabeth Carney for coming to our home. We love you “Potter Man”! Crosby and Od miss you too!

Cheyenne Peiffer

She was our best friend and baby. Words cannot describe how much we loved her. She brought so much love to our family. She was so smart. She will be terribly missed. She went peacefully into God’s arms on Saturday March 10, 2018. Forever in our hearts!

Mr. Burns Katherman

Attached are pictures of our gone but never forgotten dog, Mr. Burns (named after a character from the Simpsons). Mr. Burns had the temperament of a grumpy old man, and yet, never outgrew his puppy behavior. Mr. Burns liked to get himself in trouble by eating out of trash cans, stealing scraps from the table, and sneaking sips from open toilet bowls. He was with us through some of life’s biggest adventures and struggles these past 12 years. He will be most missed by my father who considered him to be his #1 best friend. We love you, Mr. B!

Copper Kennell

Copper you gave us so many memories and so many stories to tell over the years. You always knew how to make us laugh. You comforted us when we were sick or sad. You were one in a million. You were my best friend and I will always love you. We wish we could have had you longer but it still wouldn’t have been long enough. 9-28-2008 til 2-12-18

Leezle Flynn

Much gratitude to you and Dr. Elizabeth Carney for your kind service to our family on March 1, 2018. We had to make a difficult decision to end our beloved Leezle’s suffering. We knew the day was likely coming with her increasing inability to walk or bear weight on her hind legs and that day did come. Leezle was 7 months old when she was adopted at Molly’s Pets as a rescue. The name they had given her was Star but I had just watched the Sound of Music the day before and Leisle came to mind. She was the biggest but yet the most timid dog there. She cowered in the corner trying to play with a Kong toy but the other dogs kept taking it from her. The first thing I got her when she came home was Kong but she never showed interest in it. Leezle brought with her some fear issues that never completely went away such as anxiety of going through doorways or getting into a vehicle. Leezle is pictured here in 2011 with Nero who was euthanized at age 13 for kidney failure. Nero’s littermate, Zoe is still with us at age 15. Leezle was always the kind and gentle mothering type with all of her “charge” here. Our pack of 4 dogs thrived for many years together until sadly we lost our littlest and youngest Maddie, a cairn terrier, in December to illness. The two remaining dogs, miniature schnauzers, have seemed to be a bit lost after losing 2 companions in a short amount of time. They have been exhibiting more “neediness” lately. Leezle enjoyed and in fact seemed to live for our daily play until which time that she could no longer run, jump and play. Leezle made our home feel especially safe from intruders but to any brave strangers coming through the door she would never jump and was always welcoming and friendly. Leezle was a gentle soul and a wonderful companion to us all. We miss her terribly but know she was ready and know we did the right thing. Much gratitude to Peaceful Pet Passage and Dr. Carney for your professionalism and sincere and caring support. Rest in Peace Leezle or better yet hope you are running, jumping and playing with all your furry friends on the Rainbow Bridge.

Beezer Craley

Beezer will always have a special place in my heart…he was my buddy for 13 1/2 years. I got him as a kitten from a farm. He had huge paws and loved to play. I miss seeing him laying in the window watching the birds, squirrels and bunnies. I miss hearing and feeling him purr…. I know he is at peace and I will see him again someday. It was very comforting to have the personal experience with Peaceful Pet Passage. Thank you so much.

Simba Robinson

We’ve been Simba’s mom and dad for 14 years since he was 6 weeks old. He was a sweet boy. His sister Iris is grieving for him and we’re giving her a lot of attention. They played together quite a bit and I’m sure she misses him as much as we do. We’ll miss his head bonks. Until we meet again know that we loved you very much.

Sam Scudder

SAM SCUDDER 
10/30/04-02/23/2018 
We recently lost our beloved Sam. We had our beautiful boy for all of his 13 years and he gave us love and joy every one of those days. His tail was always wagging,especially when he heard the words car ride and he would run to the door waiting. His favorite place to be was on the sofa with Mommy and Daddy. Words cannot express how much we miss our Sammy. You will forever be in our hearts,buddy. We know that someday we will see you again.

Bernie Bowser

Bernie loved the beach, hiking and best of all chasing his tennis ball!!!

Hunter Fritz-Glusco

We said a peaceful but tearful goodbye to our lovable and sweet Hunter. We adopted Hunter in 2014 at the gentle, mature age of 12. Hunter was smiling all the time and was always ready for a walk. He was a stray, and other than a brief two years in a home, he spent more than a decade of his life at Animal Rescue Inc. (www.animalrescueinc.org). They loved and cared for him there, but they knew he had a family waiting for him again. The HOPE program (www.hopedogs.org) helped Hunter learn basic obedience skills and gave him a second chance. Hunter trusted and loved us from day one. He looked for us to come home when we were at work or running errands. He made sure he was always in the room we were in so that he could spend as much time as possible with us. And he loved car rides, hanging his head out the window enjoying the smells and sights along the route. He never questioned his place in our home, with his canine brothers and friends, or our hearts. He loved us and showed us every day that he knew we loved him. He knew he was home the first moment he walked through the door. We adopt adult and senior dogs, and we know that because of that, our time is short with them and we might have to make difficult decisions about saying goodbye more often than a family who adopts younger dogs. Making the decision to say goodbye is never easy, no matter how long our dogs are part of our family. Knowing we have Peaceful Pet Passage to turn to makes that decision just a tiny bit easier because we know that our pets, most of whom have been through a lot of uncertainty and transition, will not have to face another unfamiliar situation or environment. They join our family later in their lives, but they treat us as if there was never anyone before they came to live with us. Allowing them the opportunity to say goodbye from a place they finally found love, stability, and peace is our final gift to them after all they have given us.

Murphy Fogdall

Dear Murphy, I met you in 1997 at a no kill shelter in Minnesota. You were a young, scrappy thing – quick to introduce yourself and follow me around as I attempted to meet other, more mature cats. I was young myself, just a year out of college, still living with roommates, and trying to make all the ends meet. Adopting a young cat, especially a needy and persistent one like you, was not something I’d considered. That day I met a lovely, big and fluffy, independent cat and decided she was the one. The cat had lived at the shelter for a while and was not real keen to get in the carrier when the time came. Meanwhile, you saw your chance and took it. You snuck in the carrier and would not get out. For the first time that day, you had my full attention. The volunteer helping suggested since you were already in the carrier and since I wanted a cat, perhaps I’d like to take you home instead? She then said something that would become a running joke for our family, “If it doesn’t work out, you can always bring him back.” Little did I know, I would still be making that joke more than twenty years later.

You were a needy and persistent and sometimes aggressive young cat, Murphy. The first few months I had you were rough. There were times I wondered if I should take you back. At the suggestion of our vet, I wound up adopting another cat to keep you occupied. By the time we met your dad, he knew we were a package deal. And you knew he was the one before I did. Over the years, our family grew – first came the house, then the dog, then the kids, later the lizard. During the two decades you were our cat, you lived in four states and you saw all of the other pets come and go. At the time of your last move – 1,000 miles from Iowa to Pennsylvania – you were already 18 years old. A year ago, you had your last well cat visit. When the vet called to discuss your blood work, he told me it looked pretty good for a cat your age. When I suggested we would see him in a year then, he replied, “well, that might be optimistic.” He did not say this to be unkind, but as more of a reality check. Still, it became another joke for our family. We kept saying you were going for 21, like in Blackjack. And you came just as close as you could without going over.

Saying goodbye to you was not easy. After all, I had lived with you longer than I lived with any human. You made your dad a cat person and your human brother and sister had never known a world without you in it. You loved them unconditionally, even after they stopped letting you come in their rooms. Your neediness and persistence never left you but it did change. You were such a softy in the end. You loved your “couch time” and would ask us to pick you up for snuggles and rides around the house. We are so, so thankful that, in the end, we could say goodbye to you at home during your snuggle time on the couch. We are grateful Peaceful Pet Passage provides such valuable end of life services for families and their pets. You were, and will always be, so much more than a pet to us, Murphy. You are family. Thank you for choosing us to be yours.

Brewtus Orsinger

Brewtus was a beautiful dog. He was six months old when we got him. Although Brewtus had some problems being afraid to go outside, he really did “come alive” when he was in the creek. He loved to jump for rocks. He was a very different dog. He had a great life and was loved very much. Miss you Buddy!

Lobo Frey

Lobo looked very intimidating, but he was like a teddy bear with his grandkids and family. And all the kids on the block! Everyone knew Lobo and he will really be missed. He was our good guard dog.

Shadow Wallick

In memory of our beloved Shadow, December 1, 1999 to February 8, 2018. We were able to give you a second chance when we found you at the Howard County, Md shelter in May 2001 and you brought cheer and dignity to our house. We miss you.

Boomer Thoman

Boomer was my special gift in life! 14 years he was by my side through all life’s joys and sadness!! He was my walking partner and my best buddy!! Life is quiet without you and my thoughts are always with you!!! Thank you for filling my life with joy and constant love!!!! I pray you are running thru beautiful fields and enjoying life until we meet again!!!! Boomer love!!❤️

Sylvester Christian

In loving memory of our baby Sylvester who went to be with the Lord suddenly on Sunday February 4th 2018. Sylvester was very special to us and a part of our lives for seven years and he will be missed very much by his family. We are so thankful for the seven years of joy and love he brought into our lives. Rest in peace sweet baby.
The Christian family

Mia Bella Castillo

Mia Bella the day I adopted you I told you that we would be best friends forever. We definitely were just that! For the past 9 years you were a huge part of our family. You protected us everyday even up to the day you crossed the rainbow bridge. You made us laugh when you played with us. Shaking your head no every time we tried to take your toy from you. You made us laugh when you talked to us reminding us every night at the same time that it was “snackie time”. You were a great companion and I will miss all the fun we had. The walks at the reservoir, trips to Starbucks every Saturday for your pupacinno, going on car rides and just plain cuddling before bed. My sweet baby girl and best friend in the whole wide world, I love and miss you so much everyday. Know that you are always on my mind and will always remain in my heart.
Mia Bella
02/01/07
02/07/18
Love,
Mommy

Max Whymark

Our good boy. September 2005-January 2018 Max, you will never know just how much you were loved. You filled a void so deep, that now feels so cold and empty. You were the most lovable, happy, gentle, huggable, smelliest, dog we could have ever hoped for. You were a stealer of snacks and could swim like the Michael Phelps of the dog world in your hay day, guardian and playmate to your human kids, and best pal to everyone you encountered. Max, you are what loyalty looks like. You will always be mom and dad’s first boy. We all love you more than words can say. Chase those birdies in heaven big buddy.
Until we hear your ‘boof’ again… ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Maggie Wilson

Maggie was the most loving, energetic, over-eating dog ever! She brought so much joy to our household and we were so blessed to have her for almost 10 years. Our memories of her and all of the things she consumed from an entire couch to a 2-foot chocolate bunny, will never be forgotten. We will miss her playful barking, tug-of-war sessions, and running and leaping over cars! She was our girl, and there will never be another like her.

Laddie Boy Floyd

My Precious LaddieBoy I rescued LaddieBoy in 2010. It was the best decision I ever made. He has given me So much happiness and companionship over the past years. We were inseparable. I Love ❤️ him so much. I miss my Precious LaddieBoy. RIP my Baby Boy

Jericho Stambaugh

Jericho was definitely mommy’s boy. He loved to be near by when I came home from work. His personality was the best. He always had a smile on his face and loved all animals and people. We enrolled him in the Pet therapy program at York Hospital. And of course he was a hit with all patients and staff.

Catalina Smith

In loving memory of Catalina

Buddy Bradford

Our beloved, loyal, loving Buddy, that is greatly missed.

Thor Lytle

You protected us, loved us, and were our greatest friend.
And a piece of us went with you.
We love you, puppy.
Thor
May 2013 – January 2018

Libby Myers

Our 15 year old Shepherd mix dog Libby, who started her life as an abandoned pup. She was found in a condemned building, rescued and got placed @ East shore humane society. Where she became part of our family. She was loved by one and all, especially the neighborhood kids who stopped by during trick or treat night to collect candy & kisses from Libby. She was a gentle soul, despite her rough start in life she never had a mean disposition to anyone. She will always be greatly missed and never forgotten.

Sadie Baughman

Sadie loved to play candy crush. Sadie loved it when we had cookouts, she loved to share in the food.

Teeko Magaro

Teeko was our 6 year old Alaskan Malamute. She had two older siblings (Turtle and Pickle, our 8 year old Shih Tzu’s) and a baby sister, Eva, that made her arrival right before Teeko’s sixth birthday in 2017. Teeko loved the cold weather and the snow. In the summertime, she made herself a home laying on any cold air conditioning vent in the house! She loved to spill her water and food bowls over and lay down to eat. The last few months of her life, she had undergone 3 oral surgeries to remove dead teeth and bone, but when the final results came in from a biopsy performed on the last surgery, she was diagnosed with osteosarcoma (bone cancer) and was only given a week or two. Though she was only here on earth a short time, she left a lifetime of memories behind to everyone that knew her. We will love and miss her deeply…

Jake Barley

My loving Jake, born May 17, 2005 to December 29, 2017. He was my boy, I loved him so deeply so much words can’t describe. My heart is aching with sadness, it’s going to take me a long time to not forget him but to let him go. He was a wonderful dog I got him when he was 18 months old, a woman was getting a divorce and had two, lucky for me I got Jake. At the time I had two other doxies, the one was truly a mommas boy well in time I lost him at 14, then we had to get more so we had a total of 4 doxies and one rescued lab. My lab we had for two years then his back was going out so last year I had to put him down at 14. I loved him too even though I didn’t have him for long, but he was happy with us. My Jake has been a mommas boy from day one he followed me everywhere in the house if I would go outside he’d go. Every summer he looked forward to going out to the pool, he’d get on the first step and I would wet him down and he would get out then he would watch me in the pool. He would let me know when he had enough outside. At night time he would tell me when it was time to go to bed, then all 4 dogs would go to bed. He had to sleep in the middle on his pillow and as close as he could get to me. Like I said before this is very very hard for me thank God I have these 3 but it’s just not the same they don’t cling to me cause they are used to not getting the full attention of me my life revolved around my Jakey! He was on heart medicine for almost years he had enlarged heart, the vet said he wouldn’t make it year but he did, I know he was trying to live for me, he started showing signs around the 23rd of Dec. He collapsed several different times and screamed a couple times he was coughing up foam and didn’t want him to suffer anymore he was probably filling up with fluids,so I had to make that awful decision. So I left him go on the 29 of Dec. And I cry each and every day sometimes I can’t sleep, it’s so hard to be without my Jake. But totally believe in reincarnation and my Jake will come back to me somehow someday. People might laugh but it’s totally true my first doxie did that’s why I don’t miss him as much. Acts the same way and does things that only the other one did. So the only way I’m going to get through this is when I get my Jake back. i love you so much baby!

Winter Lukunich-Radle

Sharing a few photos (so hard not to send one hundred photos).
1. The first is one of our favorites…is Winter incredible, or what?! (He is our mascot and precisely the reason we came up with our logo / tag line for the business)
2. The second is Winter and his family. 
3. The third photo was taken during Winter’s last week when we enjoyed “Celebration of Life” events (truck bed rides along the creek, visits to neighbors to say good-bye, Dairy Queen, and topped off with dozens of people joining us at Winter’s Fire Pit (he LOVED fire pits) the night before he left us. 
4. The last is a collage I created when celebrating Winter’s 13th birthday

Diesel Sulzer

Diesel Sulzer 8/12/05 – 11/14/2017
In loving memory of Diesel
When I first brought home my little speckled pup, I had no idea how deeply he would embed himself in my heart.
Diesel was sweet and silly and the light of my life. He grew big and beautiful but remained my baby. He loved chasing squirrels and eating pizza but most of all he loved his family. As the years took away his strength I picked up the slack helping with everything towards the end. Letting go of my big boy was devastating and my heart will forever ache for him.
Catch those squirrels my angel, we will be together again one day. Your Family loves you D!

Molly Collins

Our beautiful Molly – 2/7/2007 – 12/28/2017 While we technically rescued you, you rescued us and adopted us as your family. You were our loyal protector, our fuzzy buddy and our silly girl who loved playing in the snow and digging in her baby pool. We miss you. Say hi to LouLou, Storm and Major.

Alejandra Arrebato

Our companion of 12 years has been called home. Alejandra you will be truly missed and always will be in our hearts and thoughts. we love you

Tracer LeBlanc

Tracer was the best of dogs – a great friend who loved everyone. He is sorely missed.

Diesel Ruth

Forever Free

There’s an empty space
where you used to lay,
and an ache in my heart
that won’t go away.

I couldn’t have asked for a better friend.
You were my faithful companion
until the end.

Now, you’re roaming endless fields,
forever free to run.

Listening to the song of the wind beneath the golden sun.

Meet me at the rainbow
when the time is right.

Run into my arms again,
walk with me into the light.

Marshall Ramper

In loving memory of my best friend, Marshall
January 17, 2011 – December 26, 2017

Lila Bissey

In loving memory of Lila – February 15, 2009 – December 8, 2017

Bruce Barton

We were blessed to have Bruce in our lives for a very long time and will cherish the memories of the joy and fun (and mischief) he brought to us always! Rest in peace to our little buddy, Bruce :)

Jake Neff

4/21/2008-12/14/2017
We will forever love and miss our sweet, happy boy, Jake, who was taken too soon. 
You will always be in our hearts.

Shnowball Coeyman

Shnowball,
You were the BEST. I sincerely feel so much pity and sadness for the people that never got to meet you. You were a life changing kind of cat, even people that hated cats, couldn’t help but love you. You were the first to greet everybody and I could literally do anything to you and you just didn’t care. You did tricks, played fetch and were pretty much a dog, but even better because you were a cat…and you were mine. You and Maromi are the only reason I’m still on this earth today. When I had no one, you were there. When I felt so unloved by everyone around me, you were the only one I knew loved me and always would. I never second guessed that. When I cried, no matter where you were, you somehow knew and would meow and climb all over me until I stopped. When I wanted to end it all and was so close to doing so, you were the only reason I didn’t. Because you were so attached to me and I just knew it would break your heart and spirit. I knew you couldn’t live without me…but I never really thought about how one day I’d have to live without you. I took for granted how every morning as soon as you knew I was awake you’d come lay on me and make me not want to get up for work. I wished I could stay there with you forever…but I never really thought about how you were the one who couldn’t stay forever. I’m going to miss so much…seeing your happy cross-eyed face every morning, you greeting me at the door every time I come home, waiting for me in the window religiously and meowing for me whenever I wasn’t with you. I could go on and on, but mostly, I’ll just miss you and your presence. I will love you forever and always and I will never forget you. You saved my life and my biggest regret is that I couldn’t save yours…please forgive me.
“Like a shooting star flying across the room, so fast, so far, but you were gone too soon. Your’e a part of me and I’ll never be that same, here without you. You were gone too soon.” <3

Chico Sampedro

In loving memory of Chico…

Chico was a wonderful little companion who followed me everywhere. He loved to snuggle with me on the recliner, which we did every afternoon. He also enjoyed lying out on the front porch on his blanket so he could watch (and bark at) anyone who went past. He slept with me every night and was quite a bed hog for such a little boy.

My heart broke in a million pieces when he crossed the rainbow bridge. But I know he is happy and healthy there and that I will see him again someday. Love never dies.

Ben Carroll

In loving memory of Ben…

Thank you Dr. Carney for helping Ben last week in his hour of need. His size and lack of mobility would have made it impossible to get him to his vet’s office. I don’t know what we would have done without your help.

Tetley Tea Thyme Pepper-Holzer

Thank you for the kindness helping me say goodbye to Tetley Tea Thyme yesterday in York❤️ My other Yorkie, Chamomile Tea Thyme, got in 1 last nose nuzzle to say goodbye at home

Romeo Johnson

Romeo was a daddy’s boy and a fighter till the end. He enjoyed walks everyday, baby carrots, and life. He ruled the roost and had a funny personality. He would tell you if you didn’t feed him fast enough and when it was snack time. Most of all he loved his family and cuddling with whoever wanted to cuddle everyday. Romeo will be missed. He was a big personality in a small dog.
We love and miss you little buddy 💖

Hines Evans

In loving memory of Hines
11/10/2005 – 11/18/2017

When we got you on Christmas Eve of 2005 we just fell in love with you. When I carried you in the house in the front pocket of my sweatshirt nobody knew I had you especially your brothers. I pulled you out of my pocket at nanny and pappy’s house and everyone just wanted to take you home but you were going home with us. Your brothers were so happy that they finally had their own puppy. You were always happy, loved to watch the kids all the time especially when they were swimming in the pool. You laid on your chair on the deck so you could see everything going on or you were sun bathing. You always had a blanket that you carried around all the time and gnawed on, never tore it. Hines you will be greatly missed by so many…Love you always <3

Riggs Goliath Kritzer

Today marks Riggs’s 3rd birthday (11/26). It’s been less than 2 months since we very unexpectedly lost our beloved Riggs to what we can only imagine was heart failure. We knew Riggs had a possible heart condition from the beginning and we chose to love him anyway. We just thank God for the 3 years he was given to us. That time was filled with love, laughter and fun. We miss his floppy ears, his bell ringing at the door, his droopy eyes when falling asleep, his “happy tail”, and his smelly stinkers. We even miss his getting into the trash and sneaking onto the sofa. Redd has been missing wrestling with his brother, but we’ve been giving him lots of extra love and extra treats! Life has not been the same and Riggs will forever be in our hearts!

Megan Renee Nance

It all started back in October 2003. Your dad and I with the boys Dominick and Dalton walked into a little pet store. There you were all excited in that cage. We asked to get you out and look at you. You had won everyones hearts. We didn’t bring you home that night. That night and next day I couldn’t stop thinking about you. So I told your dad I was going out for awhile shopping. I had come back to the pet store to see if you were still there. You were. So i called your dad and asked how he would like to have you and he said not right now, but after I hung up the phone I did it anyways and bought you. I bought all the stuff you would need and took you home. I drove with you in my arms all the way home. When I walked in the door with you they all had smiles on their faces. That is how you became our little meggy-moo. You were so small and tiny. I think back to that day and I’m glad I rescued you from that pet store. I would do it all over again. You were the best friend, companion any one could ask for. You will always be in our hearts and souls.
Love from mom dad dom and dalton.
RIP Never Forgotten

Lacey Bergman

In Loving Memory of our dear Lacey 14 years and two months ago, when your little eyes weren’t even open, I loved you dearly and that love grew with each and every day. You were the best, most loving, loyal dog ever. It’s been less than a week but oh so hard my dear girl!! Ma and Dad miss you like there’s no tomorrow. Til we meet again……RIP Lacey

Rocky Eckert

In loving memory of Rocky 1/1/2005 – 11/2/2017. Rocky came to us just 3 short years ago when his military Daddy passed away and was in need of a new family to take care of him. He has been an absolute blessing to our family and we miss him terribly but are blessed with memories that we will have forever. Here is a picture of our patriotic Rocky. We miss you terribly buddy but we know you are now reunited with Steve.

Henry Heffner

Little Henry was a vibrant, happy, joyful little soul. He was always glad to greet you. He loved chasing feet. He knew if his Mommy was wearing a new pair of shoes, he had to inspect them throughly. Henry had a collection of stuffed toys which he prized. He loved his “men” as we called them. He had over thirty men in his little army. They had to be a certain size. If they were too big or too small he would kick them out! Henry had a wonderful voice. He would talk his talk to you without hesitation. He would sing to his Mommy in the morning! His voice would carry through the house and you could not help but to smile. He would patrol our backyard every evening. On the lookout for anything out of the ordinary and if he found something you would know about it. Henry was a sweet little boy. He loved his brother Jake and his sisters Sadie and Lucy. He loved his Mommy and Daddy too. I would tuck him in every night and he so looked forward to it. I would tell him “goodnight sweet boy” or “I love you little Re-Re” and I know he was grateful to hear those words. We miss him profoundly. Henry was not a pet. He was a family member. Henry came to us needing some help and we were so glad to give it to him. He returned our love for him one hundred and ten percent. Henry was always a healthy, strong little boy. When he had renal failure it was quite a shock. Our vet tried his best to save him. But the renal failure was so severe Henry just could not fight his way back to us. We had just lost his sister Sadie a month earlier. We think he may have been heartbroken that she was gone and it weakened his ability to fight the renal failure. The kind folks at Peaceful Pet Passage helped once again and now Sadie and Henry’s names are on the Memorial Wall together. Thank you Rob and John and all of the kind people that are part of Peaceful Pet Passage. Henry, You are a good son. You will always be in your Mommy and Daddy’s hearts. We love you. Rest in the embrace of our loving God.

Priti Banerjee

Our beloved Priti passed away peacefully after a brief illness on April 12,2017. She arrived on a snowy wintry night on Christmas Day 2004. So small, we wrapped her in a colored blanket and held her close to us and from that moment she was the special love for the family. As she grew She kept us thrilled and comforted us for over twelve years. Her love for each family member was unique. For Anuradha she was ‘Mum’, Nivedita she loved her for her calm love, Lopa was the mother, and Dada was who she had to care for. She delighted in taking car rides and running around at speeds we have never seen. It was always a game trying to catch her as she knew exactly where to hide knowing we could not reach her. Too many sweet memories that touched people around the world that only knew her through Skype and pictures. Her departure has saddened all of us. Her memory will always endure. Our prayers, may her soul forever be at peace and happiness. The Banerjee family( Lopa, Anuradha, Nivedita, Dada)

Bowie Lewis

My stepdad wrote a song as a tribute to Bowie. We miss Bowie every single day. The bond that Bowie and our now 6 year old had was priceless. Bowie was my first baby; my Pooh Bear. I wish I could hold Bowie one more time. I wish the bond never had to be broken. He was 8 years and 3 days old when we had to say good-bye to him. Bowie, you are our Light. Love, Dadda, Mommy, Declan and Delaney.

Caelee Warehime

In loving memory of Caelee

When we got you at the age of 5, we had no idea how little time we would have with you. 3 and a half years was just not long enough. You were the sweetest, most loyal guard dog of a GSD. You were my little shadow. No matter where I went or what I did, you were by my side. You kept me safe when your dad started working night shift and were my peace of mind to know that I was protected and not alone during those long nights. We miss your sweet puppy smile every day. Love you always. ~Mom and Dad

Hamlet Clark

Hamlet was the happiest little guy. He loved everyone, loved belly rubs and just loved life. He was a bright spot in our lives. He took a piece of our hearts with him. But he will always be with us.

Coty Keener

Coty had many friends and many nicknames within our town. Buddy Boy, Code Dog, Coatsters, etc. It seemed as everyone knew him and had their own special name for him. Probably because he liked people better than other dogs. He led a very social life and loved getting belly rubs from those passing by. He was the gentlest of dogs and could never hurt a living thing. Once he even licked the head of a baby bird. He loved to chase his rabbit and squirrel friends, play ball and especially liked car and golf cart rides. Some special memories are his pulling slippers off our feet as we laid on the couch, his crawling on our laps in the front seat of a car at the end of a drive, and his special way of showing affection which involved nipping our nose. There will never be another one like him!!! Gentle and loving.

Nugget Blanteno

Nugget is on the far right with his two younger brothers.

My husband is a truck driver that found Nugget in a free ad in a farm shopper. We went to Newville PA and collected him. We all know that there’s no such thing as a free dog, but he blended in well with several Aussie brothers and sisters over the course of the 14 years of his life. Aussies are crazy…Nugget was calm and dignified. He commanded a quiet respect from his young siblings. We all will miss him.

Peppe Detwiler

In loving memory of Peppe

Max Cooper

We rescued Max in Feb of 2007. It was love at first sight. He came running over to me with the happiest look on his face, smiling! From that day forward he was my boy. He enjoyed tearing all the squeakers out of his toys, peanut butter bones,and pizza crust. He loved the snow and hated baths. His ears were like velvet and we rubbed them daily. When our daughter was born in 2010 he would lay wherever she was protecting her and letting us know if she made a peep. He was a smart and loving dog that tossed goldfish crackers from his nose into his mouth. He gave high fives upon request. He followed me around until his final days even though he wasn’t getting around easily. Max was the best dog we ever had. He is greatly missed. Rest easy big guy.

Levi King

Levi King crossed over Rainbow Bridge on April 28, 2017. He was surrounded by his owner Kyle, Kyle’s girlfriend Sydney, his mommy Kelly, and his Pap Dave. We fought long and hard against Levi’s spinal cancer but in the end it prevailed. Some of Levi’s favorite activities were walking the Hershey bike path, going for car rides, and protecting the property. Please say prayers for the King family during these tough times. Levi you will never be forgotten and I thank you once again for snapping out on that state trooper in my car. If it wasn’t for your protective instincts my car would have been towed that night. One Love and we are always thinking of you.

Sammy VanWyk

Here is my sweet Sammy. You folks helped him cross over in such a lovely way. I will always miss him, my most favorite boy. Dr Carney helped us to get through a tough time.

Harry Wertz

The story of Harry…a stray cat I found half starved. He is a male orange tiger. I named him Harry. I found him on August 21, 2010. Took care of him, vet visits and all until his passing on Oct 15th 2017. For 7 years & 2 months, I enjoyed his love & companionship. The sweetest cat I ever had. I will miss you sweet boy.

Olive Giorgi

The house feels so empty without Olive. I had her since she was a puppy. She gave me 13 years filled with unconditional love. She loved to play with her little stuffed lamb and eat the cats treats. She loved to plop in the middle of my yoga mat as soon as I rolled it out.
She is missed by all her family and friends.

Cheyenne Casey

My beautiful girl, you were such a challenge, but so sweet at the same time. From the time I picked you up, you never failed to catch me off guard with your quirky personality. I miss you so much, the house seems empty without your larger than life presence. Until we meet again, my beautiful blue diva—Taza Kaimar Shadowynde Veritas…Cheyenne. Wait for me. 💕🐾

Coby Otto

Coby was the best dog ever. He spanned almost the entirety of Sarah’s life. They were young, energetic tots together. He walked with her to and from the bus stop almost every morning and afternoon throughout the elementary school years. He slept faithfully outside her bedroom door every night for nearly a decade, until he could no longer do stairs. He loved the snow. And there were many, many, many great walks over the years; we eventually transitioned from Coby eagerly pulling and yanking us all over the place to us intentionally walking very slowly so that Coby could keep up on his failing legs. His favorite sound in the world was a tie between Sarah’s voice and the jangling noise that the metal part of his leash made when it was time for a walk. He was always there for his people, and never met a new person he didn’t like. Everyone who met him loved him right back. We miss him so much.

Cooper Bender

This is our dear Cooper who passed over on April 6, 2015. This is the first time I’ve considered sharing her photo.

Tommy Metz

What can I say…. he was the best comfort buddy ever. Tommy and I were like peas in a pod – kindred spirits. I will miss him immensely, but his presence will remain.

Blossom Loiselle

Blossom 14 years old, Pit/Lab Mix, rescue. Gone too soon. Love your, Mommy

Abby Kreiger

This is our “Abby.” She was with us for thirteen years. She was gentle, intelligent, playful and with us always. She was Daddy’s girl for about 10 years or so, but she slowly gave up catching the ball, protecting the garden and chasing chipmunks. She then liked to stay with Mom, “helping” in the kitchen where something just might fall to the floor and need to be cleaned up. She had a “brother” cat named Iggy who she lovingly washed his ears every chance she could. She was our dog, our friend, she was loved.

Raider Dohm

We had Raider from when he was a 7 week old puppy. There are a lot of memories in nearly 15 years. Here are a few of my fondest memories of Raider. He was a big 98 lb. dog but he acted like he was a little lap dog. He always wanted to be close to one of us. He loved to go out on our boat and swim in the river. He would ride behind my husband on our jet ski. Raider would bark and the way he looked at me, somehow I knew what he wanted me to do. He did everything but talk to me. I could go on and on, but the best of all is the wonderful personality he had. He will forever be in our hearts!

Booboo Strausbaugh

Booboo you are our best friend. We love you and will miss you forever. Thanks for your love. God has a million balls for you to play with. See you in Heaven our precious baby.

Maggie Young

Maggie,

You were the best dog anybody could ask for. You will always have a special place in our hearts. I’m sure there is plenty of grass to run in and touchdowns (treats) up in doggy Heaven. We love you and we miss you dearly.

Love, Mom Dad and Lizzy

Maddie Apgar

In memory of Maddie Apgar, she was our best friend thank you guys so much for making the worst day a little easier.

Toby Sadler

Toby was a kind and gentle soul. Definitely a follower… never a leader, yet full of spunk and play. He was a lover, not a fighter. With a heart the size of Texas, he would give unending kisses and love. He would make us laugh at his silly antics. Playing fetch with a simple tennis ball was his favorite thing to do… besides being with me every chance possible. He snored like a sailor…. It’s too quiet now….

Angel Zepp

We sadly said goodbye to my daughters first love and her very first puppy. I brought her home for Chelsi almost 14 years ago and watched myself my wife and daughter cry tears of joy. She was the cutest thing and Chelsi named her Angel. It’s time to live up to your name sweet girl ❤️ We are all so heart broken now, but we know that we will get to see you again. RIP baby girl 💔😪

Gala Goodlavage

My first trip to the Harrisburg Humane Society was to adopt a kitty named Elliott however Elliot came with a sister which led me to another pet search. I met and greeted multiple kitties and settled on Darjeeling however when I got to the front of the adoption line found out that Darjeeling was adopted by the lady standing in front of me. I left without a kitty. Once home and relating my non adoption story my husband said Gala was our cat. We went back and adopted Gala and she really was our kitty. She would not leave our home even if the door was open and we love her with all our hearts. Thank you Gala for all the special treats we received being your adoptive parents. There will always be a small candle lit after dark on the windowsill where you watched everything on the outside of this house safely from your space. Missing you. Mom & Dad.

Lizzy Rupp

Here is a picture of our awesome Lizzy. She was a great dog. She lived inside with us, slept with one of our children every night and loved sneaking up on the couch (even though she knew she wasn’t supposed to). We miss her greatly and thank you for your discreet service and pleasant attitude.

Toriann Hess

Toriann as we called her was our first family dog. The girls loved her. Played dress up and veterinarian with her. She was a sweet dog. Never got angry just went with the flow. She was a rescue and I think she always remembered that. She will really be missed. She was our little rug. When she laid on the floor she always looked like a rug, Rest in Peace little girl. We will meet you at the Rainbow bridge someday. Your brother Benson misses you too.

The Hess family,
Darla, Craig, Chantal, Cheyenne and Benson

Izzy Tarquino

It was a sad end to our summer. For some, it’s the last ‘official’ day of summer. For us, it was our final day with Izzy. We like to think this is where wanted to be; at the lake. She spent so much time here. Fishing, swimming, walking, being lazy at the fire, boating, jetsking, paddle-boarding, etc.

We’ll miss the slobber, the barking, the farts, the hugs and kisses too! The welcomes at the door, even the seldom-unwelcome trash on the floor.

Izzy…you will be missed by many and still loved by all. Catch all the fish you want now! It will be extremely difficult without you 💔

Elmo Damon

My wonderful companion, “Elmo”, died on Monday, August 28. I’ve never felt such sadness and sorrow, and the pain I feel is without words. “Elmo” came into my life when he was an adult, as dog years go. I first saw him in the Spring of 2007; he was with a man who owned a shabby mobile home (MH) on property near mine, and he shared life with another, much bigger and more aggressive dog. On rare occasions, my wife and I would see Elmo in the man’s yard, but more often than not he was nowhere to be seen, probably keeping his distance from the larger dog. As the months passed, it became obvious the home-owner was having financial problems; the MH and property were slipping into disrepair, and it wasn’t long before he was evicted from his trailer, the property was foreclosed upon, and all utilities turned off. But he left his two dogs behind, only occasionally showing-up to feed and water them in their small enclosure at the back of his home. Soon, and as time passed, his visits became less and less frequent, and my wife and I took notice. For months at a time he was absent from the property, and as the seasons passed it became clear he had abandoned his dogs, leaving them to die. My wife and I kept in-touch with the Humane Society about these animals, encouraging them to do whatever they could to rescue the dogs. In the meantime, and as the “wheels of justice” turned ever-so-slowly, we fed and watered the dogs. We had to do this separately, as the larger dog would terribly abuse “Elmo” when food and water were brought to them. One of my most vivid memories of “Elmo” was during one of our Wintertime feeding sessions. While my wife lured the bigger dog to one side of the MH, I was able to slide a window open just enough to reach inside to caress Elmo and feed him some ring baloney. He desperately tried to escape through the window and was clawing frantically, trying to crawl into my open arms. Right then and there I knew we’d made a life-long connection with each other, and he stole my heart in that instant. It broke my heart when I had to push him back into the vacant, freezing room where he lived behind a couch to avoid the bigger dog. During the winter of 2007/2008 there was a brutally cold period and the temps plummeted and we feared the dogs would soon freeze to death in their unheated room/enclosure. We finally convinced the Humane Society to act in this emergency to seize the dogs for their own welfare, and “Elmo” and the larger dog were finally taken into protective custody. About a week later, and after the Humane Society had thoroughly checked his physical conditions, I received a call asking me if I wanted to adopt him, since I was his “savior” of sorts. I wasn’t really ready for another dog; we already had a very active Springer Spaniel to raise, but I decided to go see him for the Humane Society’s introductory ‘Meet & Greet’ appointment. We met on a sunny afternoon at the Humane Society’s offices and I was surprised at his condition: he was very thin and he smelled horribly, but he was full of enthusiasm and an obvious ‘love of life’. The Humane Society’s staff told me he wasn’t all that ‘physically affectionate’, but he was simply a dog who loved everyone. He came to me right away and planted a kiss on my hand. I was hooked, and from that moment until he passed away, we were inseparable. After the adoption process the first stop on my way home was at PetSmart where he got a ‘free’ bath; a perk PetSmart offers to adopted shelter dogs. Even after the bath, he was still a bit smelly, so my wife nick-named him, Ol’ Stinkin’ Elmo, owing to a hound’s natural aroma. Elmo’s instinct to smell and investigate was intense, and he could not be trusted to be off-leash; he would run toward any interesting scent. And it was also apparent he was never trained to respond to commands. On one occasion, I left him tied to a tree in my yard while I was doing something in the house. I checked on him an hour or so later only to discover he’d chewed through his rope and ran away. I spent hours driving the countryside looking for him, only to discover he returned to the vacant MH from where he’d been rescued. I can’t possibly describe the happiness and joy he brought to my home and into my life over the years. His unusual antics and behavior could fill a book, and his distinctive hound bawling drove my wife crazy – but I loved it and encouraged him to bawl as often as he liked. As the years passed he developed a host of illnesses, with tumors being the worst, but he maintained his spirit and his ‘love for everyone’ throughout his entire lifetime. As sick as he was at his passing, he even greeted Dr. Carney with love as she arrived at my home to put him to sleep. Elmo showered happiness, joy and love to everyone who ever met him, and now the silence and emptiness in my home is like the vast voids of outer space since he’s been gone. He truly was ‘one-of-a-kind’, and he’ll forever occupy a huge place in my and my wife’s heart. The phrase, “Pets Leave Paw Prints In Our Hearts”, is so very true when I think of my wonderful friend, “Elmo”.

Cali Bair

Cali Bair passed away on 8/25/17 at 13 years old. A Shepherd mix, we got Cali when she was only 8 weeks old. Cali loved to sing when she heard either Fire truck or Police car sirens, sun bathe, hog most of our bed and also liked to bark at anyone who dared walk down the sidewalk in front of her house. She was also freaked out by thunder and lightning. Cali definitely ruled in our house hold. She will be greatly missed by our family and friends.

Lacy Smyser

Dear sweet Lacy was the light of our lives.. She was our first child and was the most beautiful, loving, fun dog anyone could ever ask for.. She blessed our lives in so many ways and have touched our hearts and souls.. She will NEVER be forgotten and will always be thinking and praying for her.. She will be deeply missed but know she is in a better place with Jesus.. We love you Loo Loo and miss you so very much..

Love Mommy, Daddy and the Boys!!

Reilly Tileston

Reilly Tileston passed on 8/19/17 at 14.5 years. A black lab/sharpei mix, we rescued him when he was 4. Reilly loved to walk in the park, sun bathe, and chase cats and rabbits out of his yard. He did NOT like thunderstorms and lightning. He also liked to bark at anyone who dared walk down the sidewalk in front of his house.

Ashe Prediger

On Monday 8/21/17 we said our final farewells to our “grumpy old man”, Ashe. He came to us as an almost 14 year old forever foster, and he spent the last 2 ½ years of his life being loved and spoiled. We took him in just 3 month after the loss of our other Weimaraner, I knew as soon as I saw his picture he needed to be part of our family; we needed him as much as he needed us. All he asked of us was to be fed on time and space on the sofa (a lot of space) to sleep the day away. He snored like a freight train, his breath was toxic and he couldn’t hear when someone came in the door (our great watch dog), but we loved him completely. He reinforced that seniors aren’t disposable, they deserve a family that loves them to the end. I am so happy he found his way into our lives and he knew what it was like to be truly loved in his final years. We will miss you so much…

Gordon “Dink” Taylor

I lost my best buddy “Dink” 8/17/2017. He was only 11 years old. I had an incredible bond with this little guy. Not only did I bottle feed him from approx. 2 weeks old but he was also a special needs cat. Despite having a lot of issues he was a very sweet and loving cat. I will never forget his unusually loud purr. All you had to do was look at him or say his name and the motor would start.

Dink had cerebellar hypoplasia, a neurological disorder causing him to be off balance. It was severe at first but as he got older & his legs strengthened he did exceptionally well, even mastered his own special way of running. Reminded me of a rabbit hopping and a cartoon I had seen with the caption ….dink, dink, dink., thus his nickname.

He also had Pica, a condition where animals & even humans crave & eat unusual things. In Dink’s case it was litter. From that point on we had to use a wheat based litter. The third condition IBD is what eventually took his life. The last couple years it had become severe. We tried everything. It would help for a while then we would be back to square one.

I loved him, kept him happy & safe for 11 years. I know he is at peace & whole over the rainbow bridge but I miss him terribly & my heart hurts every time I think of him.

Thank you to all at PPP for what you do.

Shelby Foltz

It’s been a little over a year since I made the call for my “hambone” Shelby. I miss her often and now wait for the wall unveiling she is on. No one ever wants to say goodbye but I’m thankful that I heard about Peaceful Pet Passage. The compassion and “above and beyond” things you do for all of us are greatly appreciated!

Jade Hartman

Today I sent a piece of my heart with Jade over the bridge, my loyal companion of 11 wonderful years. She arrived at our house an unwanted stray and immediately became part of the family. We will no longer receive kisses from that purple tongue. No more will she come running to protect me from the snake that made me scream. I will forever remember her wandering the mountainside at our home, never further than my voice, training with me for every race I ran, “watching” her favorite tv show (the fireplace), chasing her tail, her jumping bean act when she knew we were going for a car ride, and her joy of hiking and wading in the creeks. Later in life she became one of our studio mascots. She was so well behaved there, knowing her boundaries. She shared her love with everyone who walked thru our doors.

Jade, you had such a wonderful, gentle personality that came out to everyone you met. You will be painfully missed my girl. Until we meet again…

Colonel Malcom Anderson

Malcom was a Westie who roared with delight when he was happy. He’d roar when he saw us putting our sneakers on because he knew he was going for a walk. Malcom loved all people and other dogs. On our walks, if his friends were a 4 legged or a 2 legged, he would respond back with roars seeming to answer when people would talk to him. He knew where all dogs lived and he’d give out a little whimper if they were not outside as we passed by. Attached is a picture of him Christmas morning 2013.

Bella Kenemore

Thank you to Dr. Carney and her compassion with helping us say goodbye to our beloved Bella Rose. She was our beautiful 10 year old Saint Bernard. She loved the snow, the cooler weather, and loved her family, especially her daddy! Thank you again…The Kenemore Family in Dover.

Abbi Henry

Abbi was the first small dog I owned AND a poodle which I didn’t think I would ever own. A friend’s dog had a litter of puppies, and I decided I needed one — our daughter was leaving for college and I hoped that a puppy would help to fill that void. I wanted a lap dog, but Abbi was anything but a lap dog .. she was full of energy and constantly playing with anyone willing to throw her ball over and over and over again! She was a feisty little girl too. Abbi was still a little playful until last July when she became totally blind; she had been deaf for a couple of years. I carried her outside to potty for the past year, and she maneuvered around the yard and in the house quite well. Dr. Carney took care of Abbi when she was a puppy, and Dr. Carney was there when Abbi took her last breath. Thank you so much for your kindness during this very difficult time.

Calvin Fritz

We said a peaceful goodbye to our sweet Sir Calvin. He was in and out of at least three homes before he found his true family with us. We adopted him as an adult and had seven wonderful years with Calvin. He was a quiet and calm dog, but he still loved meeting people and other dogs, played any game that involved treats, loved Rita’s frozen custard, enjoyed cool weather, played in the snow like a puppy, was very fond of walks in the high grass, and had only one favorite toy, a stuffed rabbit. He was stubborn, funny and quirky but never shy about expressing his love and affection. Calvin was very independent until his mobility decreased, but he trusted us to help him; and he trusted us to love him and respect him enough to make the difficult decision to say good bye when he was ready and on his terms. His calm and quiet dignity was with him to the very end, but he offered us a wonderful last day to remember him along with all the other years of many cherished memories. We will love him and miss him forever.

Shy Anne Smith

Dear Puppy, It has been a week since we said goodbye to you. A week since I saw that blood in your stool and I knew you were telling us it was okay, that you were tired, you were done. You lived much longer than those crazy Great Dane people in New Jersey told us you would live. “Oh, five to eight years, max, for a Dane,” they said, nodding their heads in unison.

You nearly made it to twelve. And you’ve been part of our family since you were 9 months old.

I remember the first time I saw you. The Great Dane Nazis had me browse through photos of prospective adoptions online. I sifted through pic after pic, mesmerized by the giants that I saw, their large jowls dripping with drool, perky ears alert. And then I saw you. “Oh no! NOT THAT ONE. She looks insane,” I mumbled, taking in your bright golden eyes, gleaming black coat, floppy ears, and huge Gene Simmons’ style tongue as it dangled a good six inches from your mouth.

Imagine my surprise when we drove over into south Jersey and there you were, all 148 pounds of you, 100% full of puppy energy and glee, sporting spinning eyes and a lollygagging tongue.

Your official pedigree name was Not So Shy Anna, but we decided it would be awkward to stand at the back door and holler out that long of a name. So we shortened it to Shy Anne. Never was a dog more wrongly named. You were not shy. Not in the least. We discovered your great love of crotch sniffing almost immediately.

You were my first dog. I’ve always had cats (you were obliged to share our domicile with three cats – and you did so admirably) – but I’d never had a dog. Go big or go home must have been the motto lurking about in my psyche.

I remember taking you to obedience school. Our graduation photo showed well-mannered pups all sitting in a row, smiling owners beside their pets . . . and me. Tugging on your leash. Trying to get you to SIT STILL and not drag me into another wall.

I don’t know if I ever told you why we started searching for you, Shy. There were break-ins in our nice neighborhood. Lots of them. I mean, we live near a country club for God’s sake, but I guess the robbery gangs took that into account and decided to go big or go home, and go big they did.

So we sat down as a family and decided that we wanted a dog that was large enough to scare the poo out of strangers but sweet enough to be gentle with Carter and Zak. Zakky wasn’t yet 2 years old and Carter was 6 when we brought you home that day. I was worried how you would react with them. I needn’t have been concerned. You were the Queen of Sugar. I think you fell in love with them that first night. The only Shy damage Zak ever endured was a small welt on his legs, caused by over-wagging of your massive tail. He cried, and said you were a bad dog, and then I think you licked him to death and he forgave you instantly. See, we got you to be our family dog and to love, but we also brought you into our home for protection. And protection you provided, in spades.

You nipped the nice man that tried to help me start the mower one sunny day. “She doesn’t bite, right?” he asked nervously, giving you a side eyeball. You were barking at him like he was a piece of bacon wielding a sword. You thought he was dangerous, and tasty, all at the same time. As you hadn’t ever bitten anyone, I blew off his concerns and thanked him for giving my mower aid. Two inches of hair hackles raised up on your neck as you circled him at a run . . . and then dive bombed him, and bit him squarely on the ass. “Thank you!” I squeaked out meekly as he ran for his life, one hand firmly on his buttocks.

Then there was the FedEx guy – the newbie in training. Daddy told him to wait, to not come into the yard. He didn’t listen. I’m so thankful we didn’t get sued.

I remember the time that I was in Philly for work, Daddy was in Maryland, and we both got calls from the security company. Our alarm was blaring and cops were at the house. I guess you decided you needed to go outside (understandable, since Daddy forgot to let you out to pee!!) and you halfway opened the back door with your nose and set off the alarm.

“Um, officer?” I said to the cop on the phone, as I flew down I-76 at 80 mph trying to get back to you, “Could you do me a favor and reach your hand in there and open the door all the way so Shy Anne can get out? She really needs to pee.”

“Ma’am!” his voice boomed over the speaker, “No offense, but there is NO WAY IN HELL I am reaching inside the house toward that dog!” He told me you were up on your hind legs, eyes blazing, enormous teeth on display, with murder in your eyes.

“Do you think someone got in?” I asked stupidly. The officer chuckled, then responded. “Trust me. Nothing got past that dog, Ma’am.”

You protected us fiercely – against UPS drivers, FedEx drivers, The Dude (aka The Postman That May Have Had a Bong In His Postal Truck), potential robbers, ne’er do wellers, other neighbors, the wind, swirling leaves, thunder, fireworks, and most importantly, Jehovah’s Witnesses and Mormons.
Job well done, my sweet girl.

And you didn’t want to give up. When the doctor gave you the sedative, she told us it would take five minutes to calm you down . . . but you fought it. You fought it so hard. Your panting finally slowed, and you sank to your belly in the shaded grass underneath the huge tree in the backyard, your long, elegant paws stretched out in front of you.

You were our protector, always.

My favorite part of your body was your ears. We didn’t clip them – they were floppy and velvety soft, warm and utterly glorious. I loved every part of you, but I loved your ears the most. I loved how you would saunter up during Saturday morning breakfast, eyeball level with my plate of bacon, and nudge your nose under my arm, nearly flipping me out of my chair. You would stare at me, eyeball to eyeball, nose to nose, and then lick my nose after I asked, “What do you want?” Every. Saturday.

You went through approximately 24 beds in your 11.75 year life. Like clockwork, every few months I would buy a new human-sized bed for you. My wood floors are deeply scarred from your nails and near rotted from your drool. The drapes are currently at the cleaners but may not be salvageable. I scrubbed the walls clean of your streaks and dirt. It took a full three hours of deep cleaning and a whole bottle of cleaning fluid. Multiple swipes of microfiber and Windex finally freed the windows and back door of your nose imprints and congealed snot balls. And all I could think of as I scrubbed and swiped was, “This means she is gone.”

When I would come home, weary from travel, often in the wee hours of the morning, who would be at the door with a huge smile and a kiss? My husband? My children? NAY. It was YOU, Puppy. Always you. Always first. Always ready to greet me and genuinely happy to see me. Even when your eyes clouded over and you were nearly blind at the end, and it took massive effort to hoist yourself up from bed number 4,382, you were still first in line.

You murdered our grandfather clock. Jumped right over it and it slammed down on the floor so hard I thought a bomb had exploded. That innocent clock is now a mangled jumble of metal and wood.

You used to spring straight up in the air as if you were a marionette on strings and the master puppeteer had yanked you skyward. You totally freaked out that mean lady that lives behind us and threatened to call the cops about your incessant barking. And the mean lady that used to live around the corner who complained that you had busted through the invisible fence. (My response was the International Middle Finger of Love.) And that other mean lady further down on Wetherburn Drive who shook her fist at me from the front seat of her Mercedes when she saw you jump five feet straight up in the air.

We had a lot of mean ladies around here, but you outlasted them all.

We used to walk almost daily, round and round the neighborhood. Then, around age 8, you pulled your hips out and scared me to death. You cried and limped and I wanted nothing other than to save you pain. X rays showed your hip had slipped out of socket. The docs gave us paid meds and shook their heads.

And then, miraculously, you started feeling better. Nearly four years later, you had pain, I’m sure, but we managed it with pills. I remember you pushing yourself up from the floor, front muscles straining, long legs extended, and finally your hindquarters would obey and follow suit.

I asked the vet many times if you were ok. I didn’t want to be selfish and keep you alive just so I wouldn’t be sad. It came down to a quality of life issue, he said. And by all measurable signs, your quality of life was pretty darn fantastic.

So we moved forward as a family.

And then, last Monday, I saw that blood in your stool. And then it doubled, and doubled again, and I knew.

I’d never had to put an animal to sleep. I’ve been lucky, I guess, because I’ve had many cats that lived many decades and they passed away quietly when they were ready.

It was so hard to watch you go. I’m slapping tears from my face as I type this.

I picked up your ashes last night, sweet girl. You’re in a beautiful cedar box and I put you in our living room. All I could think of was how happy you would be to come back home. When we boarded you at the kennel, you always became so anxious on the drive home, whining as we rounded the corner to the driveway, springing from the back of the car with sheer joy, bounding onto the grass, landing on your back and sticking those thoroughbred legs in the air.

Even though you can’t revel in the grass any longer, you’re home, and you’re here to stay.

Everywhere I look, I see a void, because you aren’t here. I still get up thinking, “I need to go feed Shy.” I had to stop myself from buying a ton of hamburger and rice at the grocery store, because you aren’t here to eat it. We took a family trip to Pittsburgh to visit potential colleges for Carter, and I kept thinking we needed to get home so you could go outside, but we didn’t, and you couldn’t.

I want you to know you were loved – purely and thoroughly. You were a big dog with a huge life and a heart that was a bottomless vat of love and loyalty for your family.

You were a good dog. Such a good dog.

Goodbye, my Puppy. I miss you. I love you.

Tootsie Spears

“Tootsie” Spears was the beloved Basenji companion of the Spears family for almost fifteen too-short years. “Tootsie” was a very independent girl, with cat-like athleticism and an indomitable spirit. She definitely didn’t think she was small. As a young dog, her favorite bit of mischief was to jump high behind me to grab my dress shirt and hang on for dear life. “Tootsie” managed to tear at least a half dozen shirts right off my back. She also took delight in unraveling a Berber carpet in my family room with her teeth, one loop at a time. Luckily, she settled down as she got older and became quite a pleasant and mellow companion. The entire family misses her greatly. We are grateful to Dr. Carney and John at Peaceful Pet Passage of York for their timely and compassionate care of “Tootsie” when she needed help the most.

The Spears Family

Onyx MaGilton

In loving memory of Onyx MaGilton

You will be missed dearly, Mommy’s Girl. From your goofy smile and head cocks of “did”, “do”, “treat” and all the other words you knew to barking along with me when goal was yelled! I will think of you during every game. Cancer took you too soon, but now you can run free with Blaze. Until we are all together again. Meet me at the Rainbow Bridge. I love you!!

Sox Hollis

On July 26, we bid farewell to our beloved Sox. She was 19 years young! We were blessed to share our lives with this spunky feline – from her college days to the dog days to her crossing the Rainbow Bridge! Thank you to Peaceful Pet Passage for enabling Sox to transition in a dignified manner. Sox is in our hearts forever and life will not be the same without her❣️

Maggie Wertz

In loving memory of Maggie Mae Wertz – (06/02/06 – 07/12/17)

Dear Maggie,
It seems just like yesterday when you joined our family. At first, I didn’t think you wanted to be there but as time had gone by, you and I began our journey to loving each other. We took long walks together, played ball and frisbee. You slept on the right side of the bed and I on the left. We were inseparable. You always knew when it was time for me to come home from work, you sat by the window looking for my arrival with your doggie smile and big ears. You were such a loyal friend.
Now that you are gone the house is so quiet and my heart is broken in pieces. You were my best friend, you loved me unconditionally, no question asked. Until we meet again, Maggie, in the next life, I will always love you and never forget how much you loved me.
Love,
Mommy

Baba Booey Ribeiro

Baba Booey was my 5th Great Dane rescue, but he was the first Dane I got as a puppy. I took him home when he was only 7 1/2 weeks old and 8lbs. I knew from day one that he would be broken, as he was from an accidental litter with two rescue parents of obviously sketchy breeding. Predictably he started falling apart at 7 months old when his rapidly growing shoulders started to splinter. By 18 months old, he was officially diagnosed with Wobbler’s Disease, a progressive neurological condition that broke down the communication between his brain and the rest of his body. After several surgeries and a lousy prognosis, it was clear that my mission was to make Booey’s life the best it could be in spite of his daily struggles. I would like to believe that, with the help of my friends and family, we achieved that mission in spades. Booey was an epic pal – he was smart, funny, happy, playful, sweet as pie, and an all around great dog. To me, he was the best dog on earth, the best dog I ever had, and I loved him to pieces. I have no doubt that he knew how much I loved him because you can clearly see the love he had for me in return in his big brown eyes. Booey struggled to get around for most of the short 6 1/2 years we had him, but he didn’t seem to mind as long as I was there to help him out. I was his caretaker, his support, and his best friend, and he was all of those things to me in return. There will never be another Baba Booey – he was a truly special one-of-a-kind. I’m shattered that he’s gone, but I’m glad we got to give him a red-carpet exit from this mortal coil because I cannot think of a more deserving creature to enjoy a peaceful, graceful, struggle-free ending than Booey. Run free, Baba Buddy, Baba Buzz. I miss you. We all do.

Jazzminn Kennell

In Loving Memory of Jazzminn Kennell
Our hearts are heavy this week as our sweet girl Jazzminn has passed away. She was eight weeks old when we picked her up and she was with us for 12 years and 5 months. She was a very loyal companion and will live forever in our memories.
We Love You Jazz.

Cheyenne Kerlinger

Cheyenne is, always was, and always will be our “princess”. I believe she honestly thought she was a member of the royal family, and she sure acted like it. She was a very unique, special girl. She was happy every single day of her life. Nothing kept her down. She was the most energetic, playful, happy, and very verbal dog ever. In her younger days she was very fast. I remember a time we were at a family gathering with 6 other dogs. They all formed a train & ran in a single line through the yard. Of course our Cheyenne ALWAYS had to be first so she led the pack but before long she caught up to the end of the line. When she realized she was at the end she stopped and waited for the others to catch up to her so she could be first again. It was the funniest thing to watch all those dogs in a train. Big and little dogs alike. She was a quick food snatcher too! If you turned your head for a second you came back to an empty plate. Cheyenne loved her food, loved her family, loved her brother, and loved being loved. Most of all she loved being in charge of the other dogs (thus the royal status). Our memories of Cheyenne will forever bring smiles to our faces. We are truly lost and heart broken without her. However, it is comforting knowing that she was the same happy girl right up to the very end. We would not have had it any other way for our special girl.

Blaze MaGilton

In loving memory of Blaze MaGilton

You were Kayla’s 11th birthday gift from Nana & PapPap, but never left our house. You were such a sweet boy that was loved by everyone! You had a long wonderful life and will always be missed! Love you “Man”. RIP June 20, 1999-Sept 11, 2015

Candi Molina

Here is a picture of Candi before she became blind. Candi was the sweetest dog I ever owned, she was a rescue dog that I took in because her previous owner had a stroke and passed away. My husband and I fell in love with her and she mourned her owner for about two weeks. We loved her and spoiled her every chance we could. She was with us for 11 more years and I will thank God she came into our lives. I will miss her and I know my husband who passed a year ago today, are together. I can’t wait to see them.

Chopper Davis

Chopper was a loving Basset Hound that came to us as a rescue. He spent the last 3 1/2 years of his life with us and certainly grew on us over time and into our hearts. He is greatly missed and may he rest in peace.

Monster Foster

In Memory of Monster Eugene Foster

This has been a difficult time for our family over the last month as we coped with Monster’s diagnosis of cutaneous lymphoma, a very aggressive cancer. How painful to look into his eyes and know there was nothing we could do to help him. It was even harder to see him suffer and to realize we had come to the end of our time together. Simply described, he was a great buddy. Whether he was called Monster, Monty, Buns or when he was being a pistol Monster Eugene, he was family right from the beginning. From the time he figured out how to unlock his cage at the age of 2 months, he was a constant companion day and all night right to the very end. Monty was well known in the neighborhood always telling everyone who walked by who was the boss, but retreating behind his Mema when someone approached. He beagled his way around the yard insisting he could climb with the squirrels he incessantly chased. His appetite knew no bounds and even after his meal was served early he was always hopeful and always vigilant as we moved about the kitchen. Most of all we miss his energetic chastising of us after we arrived home after leaving him to guard the house, knowing full well he was cowering under the bed until our return. As the last few weeks passed, we yearned for the days of old, but realized it was not to be. He needed to rest so he could be at peace. That look at the end told us he is in a happier place and that placce is always in our hearts.

Love you Buns!

Mommy, Daddy, Harry, Jess and Gretchen

Jasper Hummel

Loving Memory of Jasper Hummel

It is with a very heavy heart and great sadness that our sweet boy Jasper passed away and went across the rainbow bridge to meet up with his Brother Buddy and sister Sadie. Our heart is broken. He was such a laid-back, sweet dog. He loved to snuggle and give big kisses! Jasper loved to lick ears too. He would lick his sister Molly’s ears all the time and would go after ours too!!!. Jasper always had a smile on his face and would welcome us home with it. I don’t know how we are going to make it day to day not being able to see his smile. Jasper would sleep at the foot of our bed every single night to be close to us and to protect us. We already miss our loyal and best friend and always will for the rest of our lives.Jasper, we love you with all of our heart and we will meet up with you again when it is our time to cross the bridge.

Love You Jasper,

Mommy and Daddy

Tweek Cash

Tweek was 16 years old and I had him since he was only 3 weeks old. He was left on my back door by a stray I took care of in florida. He had moved across the country with me and was always so loyal and loving. He was the sweetest cat I’ve ever had. He loved being brushed and would sit in my lap for hours. Even in his last week’s as his health declined, he would be outside my bedroom door waiting to greet me every morning with purrs and love. He will never be forgotten and thanks to your service, he was able to die peacefully at home, surrounded by love.