Tribute archive: section 7
Bucky B Katt Stirk
Foundling 2002 - 7/30/2018
Macy Reynozo
In loving memory of Macy ❤
Our little Macy, partner in crime, helper, protector. We love you so much. We miss your wiggle butt when we get home. We miss the slobber kisses. You are very loved. And you are missed deeply.
R.I.P sweet girl
Love , Mommy and Daddy ❤
Sasha "Lamb" Louise Schell
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!