Archives: Memorials

Katie… Faithful companion for 15 years. Loved to steal socks, play with her treat ball, going to the beach, taking car rides, ripping up papers and barking at her brother. She was our little lifesaver. Forever in our hearts. Will sadly be missed by moms Deb , Char and brother Quigley.

Toby passed away peacefully with his family alongside him Saturday September 5th, 2020 in his backyard under the shade of a tree. He was adopted in 2012, a tiny little fellow who fit in the palms of your hands. He was a graceful runner and loved to chase his ball. Toby liked to be with people and to run free in the backyard. He loved his family, his dog buddies and his little Mia. 
Toby will be missed tremendously and live in our hearts forever.
 

Lady was adopted on September 29 at 10 years old, and was taken from us too soon after only 11 months. Lady loved her dad's belly rubs, walks and hikes, dancing on her hind legs, treats (especially rice cakes!) and having her people all to herself. While she wasn't necessarily a fan of dogs, strangers, and loud noises, treats were a great way to help her stay distracted and happy. We still mourn the walks and adventures we never got to take with Lady, and while we didn't expect our first year with her to be our last, she will never be forgotten for all the love she brought into our lives
 

Leyna was born on May 8th 2016. Her name is German for “Little Angel” which ended up being the most perfect name for our little girl. She touched everybody's heart that she came in contact with and we were often told what a beautiful and special dog she is. Leyna loved to collect and play fetch with random sticks that she would find outside, and it grew to be her favorite thing. So much so, that we would have to keep a stick at every door so that no matter which door she went out she had a stick waiting for her. She was truly the sweetest dog we have ever had, as well as the smartest! She was her Daddy's “Baby Girl” and when the opportunity arrose to adopt her brother from another litter, we didn't hesitate. This earned her a second nickname, from her Mommy, of “Sister”. She was the most caring, and affectionate pet that anyone could have asked for, and she was ours….our “little angel”. This past December, at age of only 3 1/2 years old, she was diagnosed with Stage III Lymphoma, and we were just devistated. She fought through the chemotherapy and the cancer, as if she wasn't even sick, and gave us an amazing, wonderful, blessed and loving nine more months with her. Although the 4 1/2 years will never seem to be long enough, her life here on earth, and with us will forever be cherished, and she will forever hold a place in each of our hearts. She will be forever our “Little Angel”! We love and miss you so much baby girl!
 

At 8 weeks old Scruffy picked us to be the family to come home with.  He did not take his eyes off his mom until she said he was the one.  At one year old he went on an 11 day adventure to finally make his way home to his frantic family.  Scruffy never ate dog food.  He always had rotisserie chicken or grilled steak/chicken.  One year ago it was discovered he had oral cancer.  After a year long fight cancer finally won.  Scruffy leaves behind and will be sadly missed by his mom Libby, boys Taylor and Austin, brother Charlie, sister Tesla, cousin Onie, dear friend Lindsay French, aunt Tracy, staff at Hippie & French, and Duquesne University Best Buddies family, staff at Larry’s Laundromutt, and thank Dr. Haustovich and staff at Mars Animal Depot.
 

Coal came into our lives as a shelter puppy. He got his name because we got him at Christmas time and his fur was mostly all black. He was caring to the family, including the kids, but territorial of his castle, our home. A few of Coals likes were: lying under the table at dinner time (waiting for the kids to drop food), barking out the window at passers by, his chew bones, left over jars of peanut butter, digging in the yard, rough housing with dad, and sitting on the couch (even though he wasn't supposed to- mom's rule). He is now with our family in heaven including his fur cousins. We know that you are no longer suffering but our lives are incomplete without you Coal-Coal.

George's Tribute to Coal
Once upon a time there was a dog name Coal. I called him Oreo because he had the colors of it. He had fun but when i was 4 he wasn't a puppy anymore. He was so good and cute that sometimes I have to give him food. I have a stuffed animal that looked like him. I called him (the stuffed animal) Coal 2. I soon had a youtube name idea named after him (Coal) because I knew he was going soon. He's a good dog. His weakness were baths.  🙁 He liked food, had a lot of energy, and a lot of barks. 🙂
 

I adopted Alice from a breeder in Robinson when she was 2 months old. She was so small and scared, but she quickly warmed up to me. She was with me throughout my entire college experience, and once I graduated, we lived all over Pittsburgh together. She became good buds with both of my cats and was a big source of visual entertainment for my dog. Alice was the sweetest girl and was always excited to come out to snuggle and run around. She loved snacking on raisins and dandelion, taking dust baths, and napping in her hammock. I am very grateful for the time that we had together, and I hope she knew how much she meant to me

 Delilah was born January 16th 2009. She was with a home breeder and had multiple litters before she adopted us in November of 2014. She was full of love and shared that with her pups, one of which is alpha of our home Castiel. She loved the outdoors, just sitting on the back deck fulfilled her activities for any day. Her biggest joy was camping with us. She had her own fireside chair and begged to be sitting in it every time we were camping. Delilah spread joy and happiness anywhere she went, tolerant of most human friends and guarded of other four legged ones. Whether she was snoring or making her piggy noises while getting petted, her stare let you know how much she loved. We are better to have had you share your best years with us. To say we will miss you isn’t enough. Fly with the angels blueberry muffin! We love you!

 “My yorkie Gizmo passed on June 15th 2020. He was 9 years old. I miss him so very much. He was the heart of our household, my doggie soulmate and my once in a lifetime dog. We had an extra special bond with him right away and I feel that even now. I miss his sweet face, his gentle kisses, his demanding attitude and his kind love. He was a great protector and was brave despite his small size. He loved bones, toys, treats and food (especially food that wasn't his). Along with my husband and I, his grandma and all our other pets miss him greatly. Especially his sissy, Bella, she was so close with him. I miss you buggy, I will see you again someday. Love Mom”

Everybody loved Cashy. He loved his family and always wanted to be with us. He loved going for rides in cars, laying in the sun outside, and under his blanket inside. Cashy, we miss you and will love you forever.