Pet Memorials

Rocky was part our family for 16 great years. He was a spunky fun little guy who loved chasing the sweeper, begging for popcorn and being a lap dog as much as he possibly could.. we will miss him dearly.

Bella was one spunky, loving, and adventurous little Yorkie. She loved to sleep in, eat soft treats, and watch bird videos. My dog saved me more than I saved her. I owe my career to her.

No one will ever replace you. No one CAN EVER replace you. I’m not ready for a life without you. I honestly don’t know how I’m going to get through any days going fwd, but ima try my hardest for you.

Mya was a sweet & sassy little lady, in her short 3 1/2 years she gave me so much love and laughs, she loved her boxes and her unicorn baby she received as her first toy, she had a new house for every holiday and every toy you can think of, her love for her snackies was unfathomable!

Shadow was my mediation buddy, my husband’s yoga partner and our cuddler in bed. He was a loving groomer and follower of his sister Sunshine. He was a beloved member of our family and provided us with many special memories. He will be greatly missed and always in our hearts!

This is our little girl Coco. She was the grand old age of 19 years and 8months. My kids all grew up with her. She was mischievous and fun.

Thor was loyal and loved hard. He loved to cuddle, snuggle and be the centre of attention. He was fiercely protective when it was just him and I. I never had to wonder, he always had my back.

Jacob – In loving memory of Jacob.

Mila – Mila was the sweetest girl. She loved everyone and everyone loved her. We miss her terribly. Her live, her kisses, her companionship and much more.

Izzy – Izzy was the most loving and caring cat. She was my best friend. I’ll miss her deeply. Rest in peace my sweet Isabelle!

Rylie Jade – RJ was a sweet angel that touched many people’s hearts. She loved swimming in her pool and playing with her toys. She will be missed everyday.

Fizzy was a fun, energetic and demanding little girl. She love food of all sorts and loved to snuggle. We will miss her always.

Chica was 16 years old. She grew up with me. She was with me as I had each one of my 3 children and my marriage. Chica loved the kids and would herd them to make sure they were safe. She was the best dog, we love her and miss her dearly.

Gary and I adopted Frankie from “Save a Dog Today’ out of Redding in 2007. Gary retired in 2005 and we had talked about adopting a dog but he wanted to make sure he was going to stay retired. We looked at several animal rescues and Gary saw Frankie’s picture and said, “he’s the one.” Frankie was close to both of us but I was still working and the bond Gary and Frankie had grew deeper. We were a Pack, not a part from each other for more than a couple of days. Life with Frankie was full, we attending several training classes with him and he obeyed commands in the back yard – He was part hound and his nose was in control. We went on hikes all over the foothills in Auburn, CA. There is a nice area close to our house where we would walk Frankie everyday and everyday we did. We would hide treats for him in the backyard and give him the command, “find.” Watching him use his nose to find every morsel of a treat was fascinating and helped him to burn off excess energy. Because we walked Frankie in the neighborhood, we introduced ourselves to our neighbors we wouldn’t have met otherwise. Our world opened up more than it ever had before because of Frankie and our love for him and we wanted a good life for him. The day we said goodbye to Frankie was the worst heartache we could bear. He’s be absent physically from our lives but will forever remain in our hearts until he is no longer a memory we can hold onto. We still say goodnight to him and the tears still come. He was our Frankie Boy, Frankie Doodle, Frankster, Frank, Doodle Dog and more.

Mango was 8 weeks or so when I brought him home from a feral colony. Over time I brought 6 more babies home and Mango adopted them all. He played with them, bathed them, and slept with each one until they exerted their independence. He was a nurturer.

We adopted Pete in December, 2011. He was the sweetest quirky little fellow, always popular with our daughter’s college friends when he’d visit Ohio State University. He had the best little doggy personality and we feel blessed to have had Pete in our lives. While we never knew Pete as a puppy, we still think we were privileged to enjoy the best years of his life. He was the best boy and we’re thankful we shared 13 years with Pete.

I got Willow when she was 6 months old from our local dog pound. I volunteered there frequently and when I met Willow, I knew I had to adopt her! Willow was the best dog ever! Full of love, life and energy! Always so eager to please and happy to see me! No dog will ever compare to her and what she gave me daily! Unconditional love! 🐾❤️
She lived a long, healthy life with me for the past 15 years. Willow went through a stage of digging large holes in the yard! When I would go to my parents and swim, she would be in the shade beneath several trees and she would just start digging! If she got bored and you weren’t paying attention, you were bound to have several holes in your yard! She use to chase the birds out at my parents as well. She didn’t really like cats, except for a pet cat I had when I got her. I think Willow knew she was older and frale. Any other car was game! There was a time we had a small fire going and Willow was there. She got a glimpse of the neighbors cat and just that quick boom she took off! And you know she ran right through that fire! She ended up injuring her paw that day, just to get to that cat! Crazy! Willow loved car rides and her ice cream treat once a month after a nice bath! Willow loved winter and the snow! Whenever I would shovel she would bark and bark wanting me to throw it at her! She would jump up and bite at it! Yeah, so many wonderful memories with my beloved Willow. ❤️🐾

In Loving Memory of Jet

Jet was the kindest, most patient, and loving companion anyone could ever hope for. From the moment he entered our lives, he brought a quiet joy that touched everyone he met. Jet had a way of making people feel special, always greeting friends and strangers alike with a calm and gentle demeanor.

He loved the simple things in life: pup cups on sunny days, adventures to the dog park, and the occasional cheese slice—always patiently waiting until the end of a meal for his well-earned treat. Jet had a cat-like grace about him, enjoying his space but always nearby, offering his quiet companionship. His rare barks were a cherished sound, one he learned from his sister Miyuki, a lively corgi who surely helped shape his playful side.

Jet was the softest little bear, and everyone who met him loved to pet his thick, velvety fur. His softness, inside and out, endeared him to all, leaving behind warm memories and the sense of comfort he so effortlessly gave.

Jet’s love extended to everyone, but especially to dogs, whom he greeted with kindness and patience. He was never overwhelming, always content to simply be present, offering comfort without needing to be the center of attention. His kind and gentle soul was a gift, and his absence leaves an immeasurable void.

Jet will forever be remembered as a loving companion who made the world a little brighter for everyone lucky enough to know him. Rest peacefully, sweet boy. You were loved beyond measure and will be missed every day.

Popper is my best friend.
He loved to travel, camp, hike, fish, rockhound, go on walks, eat, play, sleep. and would sit on me while we floated around the pool at both of my sisters house…
But most of all, I could tell him anything. He looked as if he understood the hard times as they came one after another like the waves of the ocean.
He never judged me, he only gave me love and tried his hardest to keep me from falling any further.
He would cuddle up to me when I was upset. He was always underfoot.
Popper was declining steadily over the last 2 years… lost his hearing. He lost his sight.
He seemed to have what I would think of as doggie dimentia. He was scared. I had to let him go for his sake.
I love Popper. I will ALWAYS love Popper.
He finally gave me the signs that he was ready to go over the Rainbow Bridge 🌈
I imagine him being young again… It makes me smile between the tears of sorrow.
I did the right thing for HIM. I MISS HIM
I LOVE HIM. I ALWAYS WILL…💔❤️‍🩹❤️
He was my son, my father, my grandfather
for all of those years.
I love you, Poppers!!!

POPPER MEDINA
July, 2006 – January 15, 2025
Until we meet again, my dear friend 🐾🐾