A memorial for the pets we have known and loved

Oh nanna8 what a sad but lovely story about .your daughter and the cat!
It’s like something out of a picture book

I never said No to getting any pet except birds so we have had lots. I had my favourites, often rescues who gave me their love and trust.
Every death has been awful but my whole life has been infinitely richer and happier for living with little furries.

When my daughter’s little cat was run over by a car she painted a little picture of him in the alleyway. He was well known and would wander the city streets where they live. Several bunches of flowers appeared under his RIP-picture. I thought that was lovely, he was a feisty pretty boy, only a few years old.

mrswoo

Over the years there have been many much-loved pets. One dog in particular, a Jack Russell /Yorkie cross, we rather grandly named Edwina although we often referred to her as Weenawoo or Mrs Woo.
And that's how I ended up with my GN user name - in memory of a lovely, sometimes a bit naughty, little dog.

Same here mrswoo my user name is for our bossy, independent, brave JackRussell, he died almost two years ago but we have so many memories of a great little character.

So many cats over my lifetime. Every one remembered with love. Two dear corgis too and one resilient and noisy guinea pig.

My Cairn Terrier Gi-Gi who used to correspond with Wendy Richards Cairn through her.
I like to think that it helped Wendy during the last years of her life when she died of cancer in 2009

I felt choked reading that shoppinggirl ?

FannyCornforth

Oh Yammy! I absolutely love rats!
Our ‘best’ one was called Colin. He was amazing.
I even took him to school with me one afternoon, tucked in my shirt.
He was so good, none of the teachers twigged!

I'm glad someone else is like me Fanny. The girls and I loved him. He was such good fun when mothers came to visit, I called him the MIL deterrent. He could open the cage by standing on his hind legs we had to fasten the cage with a kilt pin
I was so upset when he got growths we kept him going on chocolate drops for weeks and on his final visit to the vets we were so upset I got home to find I had driven home without fastening my seat belt.

I mentioned our cockatiel Magic on the Wiggy thread. A female with a very loud call, she knew when anyone was approaching our house long before our poodle started barking.
Our little black toy poodle, Coco. He lived until he was 12, but was sadly killed on the road one night after running away from DH while chasing a cat.
The special one for me was our parson Russell terrier Weiser, so named by the breeder's daughter. Remember the advert for Budweiser with the 3 lizards? Four puppies named Sid, Dougie, Bud and Weiser.
Such a lovely gentle natured little dog, so good with my grandchildren. Would play fetch all day long! She lived to be 18 and I miss her every day.

Buster the Airedale

Brilliant with our boys and really good at football!

Oh Yammy! I absolutely love rats!
Our ‘best’ one was called Colin. He was amazing.
I even took him to school with me one afternoon, tucked in my shirt.
He was so good, none of the teachers twigged!

We still giggle when we talk about our naughty rat Ralphie.
DH detested him and said we would get Weil's disease.
When DH went to sleep he tucked his trousers into his socks, Ralphs favourite trick was to run up his leg.

His misdemeanours make a long list, eating DH new Barbour waxed jacket, a lovely candle,one of DD's favourite dolls and more.
Though he was house trained and answered to his name. He is still greatly missed after all these years.

We had many wonderful dogs, cats and rabbits over the years, - and I still do - all of which have a very special place in my heart. However, we had a Red Setter with the biggest heart and personality of any pet. My late husband used to exercise her over the fields and hills using a quad bike because she needed at least 12 miles a day. When she died, he had a small headstone made with the words "these were my hills, these were my tracks" which is still in the corner of a field with her ashes. I still feel choked when I think of her!

My granddaughter lost her home in a bushfire when she was a young girl and her main sadness was for her pet goldfish. She didn’t have any other pets but the little girl loved that fish. They lost everything except the clothes they were wearing and their car but that was all she was really upset about. Pets are so important to us.

DH’s life revolved around dogs - fortunately (for us) usually rehomed long before they died. (Long story). However, we held onto several until the end and cut a bed into the lawn, planted with roses, where one was buried, whilst others had their ashes placed there. When DH died and I got his ashes back, before we scattered them in his chosen place, I added a little to the rose bed, as the dogs had brought him so much pleasure.

Over the years there have been many much-loved pets. One dog in particular, a Jack Russell /Yorkie cross, we rather grandly named Edwina although we often referred to her as Weenawoo or Mrs Woo.
And that's how I ended up with my GN user name - in memory of a lovely, sometimes a bit naughty, little dog.

Thanks nanna8, how fascinating

So many cats (strays and one rescue) and dogs (all rescues). All greatly loved and remembered with gratitude.

My beautiful Burmese cats, all different personalities, very loving, very mischievous and so much fun.

Remembering Sandy a ruby cavalier I bought a chair with an extra wide
seat so he could sit beside me. It had an emergency operation and turn
white overnight.
Toby another cavie who hated everyone wouldn't let you stroke him and
hid if you even looked at him then we had a grandson, Toby
had a change of personality followed him around loved just looking at Brad
who was allowed to stroke him and cried when DGS went home.
Billy a black rabbit who ruled the animals. He was the security guard if anyone
came to visit all the dogs stood behind him until he decided if Billy liked the visitor.

All these and plenty more were rescues. Miss each and every one.
Starting again now with a cavachon rescue so hopefully more memories.

We had our dingo a long time ago (rescued) when they didn’t bother much about legality. He never barked, ever. I think he may have had some dog in him but he looked like a dingo in colour, body, face and the way he acted. He was very loyal. He liked climbing up onto walls etc. He wouldn’t go on a lead but would follow us everywhere. Wouldn’t be legal now , they are very strict. He liked raw meat ( not surprisingly) but it was very cheap in those days.

All of our animals have been precious to me,but Ellie our black lab was extra special,we got her just after my daughter died for my DGD who I got custody for,but Ells would comfort me when she knew I was sad,or not sleeping her lovely head laid on me.

She had many health problems,and at one time treated by the lovely Noel Fitzpatrick, she was such a brave girl.
Cancer meant half her jaw was removed,I only hope we gave her as much as she gave us

I've got paintings of three of my favourite horses in the snug, so I look at them most evenings. My lovely coloured horse went too soon and very suddenly but he was featured on the front of a catalogue and his previous owner sent me the print that she was given. It's on my kitchen wall, so I look at him all the time (and still miss him!). Other than that the house of full of pics of the dogs and I have a great painting of my current dog in the kitchen but he's still with me and usually within sight!

They all have a special place in our hearts. ❤
The naughty ones, who got into scrapes, the gentle loving ones who enjoyed cuddles, the independent ones who roamed, and the current charming young monster who will either be the ruin of us (physically and mentally), or the sweetest chap ever.

Did the dingo not eat you out of house and home?

I missed the Wiggy thread?

Hello nanna8 ?
You had a dingo? Wow! I didn’t know that you could keep them as pets
Tell us more please!