Memorials
Ginger
Oct 31, 1995 - March 13, 2008
Our sweet Ginger was reunited with her brother Tucker on 3/13/08. She passed very gently on her bed at home, with her family, a full tummy and a lot of love around her. Ginger loved Tucker, food and treats, endless petting and attention and Ferry Beach in Scarborough where she was a connoisseur on the taste of smelly, rotting shells. With her fuzzy face, she was mistaken for a puppy up until she was10 years old and then when her brother died she aged in front of our eyes. We are grateful for the extra two years that she spent with us before leaving to join him. She is dearly and painfully missed by her 2 moms, her little sister Gracie, her adoring bunny Loppy, her little puppy brother Spirit and the puppy she gracefully tolerated, Belle. Goodbye sweet Ginger. We miss you terribly but we know that you are happy to be with Tucker once again. We will never forget the joy, laughter and love that you brought to our family.
Jack
1993-Feb. 29, 2008
A gentle, wise old soul. Serene, laid back, intelligent. Our first non-lab, rescued shelter dog extraordinaire. Lived with a tennis ball in his mouth. Methodical trotter with swishy tail. Perimeter patroller par excellence. Loved his squeakies. Mentor of Ross and plush cat bed. Our one and only magnificant mukaluk. You are in our hearts forever.
Noah
April 22, 2007 - August 16 - 2007
We'll always remember. We often wonder what kind of a dog Noah would have grown into. He is alive in our hearts forever.
Seamus Gerrard
I miss you my friend. I thought we had so much more time to spend together. One day you were here strong and full of life and with a blink of an eye you were no longer in our life.
Adjusting to a "Seamus-less" life hasn't been easy. There are so many things about you to miss. I still wear the mitten you happily disassembled one snowy afternoon. The slipper you decided needed less stuffing is still worn every night. You made the people in your life feel like they were your #1. Thank you for your gentle kindness. I love you.
Domino
Aug. 5, 1997–Jan. 23, 2008
Domino was our best, best girl. From the minute we got her until the minute she left us she was never sick a day, never missed a meal or a walk, loved to lick plates and Jeremiah with great abandon. And she loved her chewies—boy did she love chewies. She really liked her walks, too, and we made sure that nothing came between us and being out. She had certain squirrels she would have liked to have gotten but never did. Dom never did kill anything, unlike the other dogs. She was steady, kind and constant. After Della passed, Dom became quite someone else, actually holding still to be petted and massaged. Dom was a wonderful, wonderful girl. I still don’t feel I knew her well enough in all these years. I wish I could have had more time to admire her curly hair and sweet big face. She had lovely little paws with great tufts of hair between her toes. There was only a week at the end, from when she started passing. We rode in the car, had little walks and laid on the bed and licked chewies and drank from a baster. It was just too fast and furious before she was gone. My heart is broken—unlike it has ever been broken before. She was such a swell girl… I remember her as a puppy—a hellion that jumped in the pool when we went to get her and broke her toe on the front steps. She had a pink belly with a little tattoo and tiny white spots on her ear and pretty white teeth. I miss my Domino, my sweet, sweet girl.