Archives: Memorials

Cierra was born early 2006 in East Lansing in Michigan. Cierra started her life as part of a kidney research study at Michigan State University as a control animal. We rescued her after the study was completed. She and her sister Celine moved in to my apartment in Lansing. When we adopted Cierra she did not know how to be a cat. She could not jump, so we taught her how to jump and be a kitty – as it turned out she became the sweetest kitty ever. 
In 2007 she moved with me to Bar Harbor in Maine and in 2010 we brought her to Pittsburgh. Here she first lived in our apartment where she eventually met her 3 new boy cat friends (Kaleb, Jakob, and Oscar). We then moved into our first house in Robinson where Cierra performed her highest jump ever – right out the window. To this day we call it the “Great Window Jump”, which gave Cierra her lasting nickname “Peter Pan”. She was known and loved by her German grandparents because she often provided a soft head rest on top of the couch, which got Cierra her second nickname “Sofa Kissen (couch pillow)”.

Cierra was the most uncomplicated and clean cat ever. She was peaceful until her last moment. She died in our hands and was surrounded by the people and cats who loved her.
She is missed and will forever be in our hearts.
 

Frisco passed away shortly after his first birthday from a fatal genetic condition. He loved tracking and was on his way to becoming a great tracker. The tug was his number one toy, loved playing hide and seek, ball, and greeting daddy when he got home from work. Frisco enjoyed car rides and went everywhere with us. He loved training with Mike on Saturdays, and was a loyal dog with tons of character. He is sadly missed by all that knew him, especially mommy, Sharon, daddy, Jim and our granddaughters, Makaylah, Aubriella, and Marah.

Cookie was adopted as part of a trio in 2017. She was a very smart girl and learned to do many tricks in exchange for yogies or other yummy treats. She loved to rearrange items, whether it be your pillows, blankets, or items in her cage. She was just shy of three years old! She will be greatly missed by her sister, Blueberry, and humans. Thanks so much for offering something like this, it's the first I've seen and I truly appreciate it.  

In loving memory of Mya Avery, meena mya myna girl. The bestest best friend a girl could ask for. The most obedient sweetest fur baby ever. Mya myna girl will be deeply and greatly missed by so many but NEVER EVER EVER forgotten.

Mi Jito, (nicknamed Mimi), came to me as a kitten with his 2 brothers and 1 sister at the age of about 2 months old.  I fostered them but could not let my Mimi go and adopted him right away.  He was born deaf and needed to have a life with someone who understood that.  I fell in love with him at first sight.  His beautiful blue eyes and stark white fur made him such a beautiful boy.  He slept with me every night since the day we met and wanted nothing more than to be with his momma and I to be with him.  He was truly my angel on earth who has returned to heaven. A part of my heart and soul were taken with him. I will always love you Mimi and you will always be the love of my life.  I will hold you forever in my heart until we meet again and I can hold you in my arms.  I love you my angel Mi.   [❤] [❤]

To our baby girl, mommy, grandma, and aunt bee miss and love you very much. You will always hold a special place in our hearts.
 

 Rolex passed away Monday, October 22, 2019, her stomach perforated after a bilateral TPLO knee surgery. She was 4 years & 8 months old. Truly the greatest gift I have ever received…..from the time we became a pair we were very seldom apart. Her first trip to Maryland (only 3 days after we met) she slept on the front seat beside me the entire trip. For the majority of her life that's where she stayed – helping me navigate through some of the hardest years & moments of my life. Very active, she loved being outside no matter how hot or cold. Sitting in the sunshine was her favorite. Although she wasn't a fan of the rain or a bath, she LOVED mud puddles & streams, body surfing down steep hillsides in the dew, & she may have even jumped into a pond if I would have said it was ok. I never had to worry about where she was as she would ALWAYS come when called. I can still hear her scrape her nails down the door to let me know she wanted in. I had wanted a German Shepherd for protection as I was traveling frequently on my own to horse shows/training, etc. I knew I had gotten what I was looking for when she & I were on our way to a horse show in Baltimore, MD. The truck was approached by an individual soliciting money for a charitable organization. From the back seat I heard the first low growl start & from that point I had the best protector I could ask for – even when I didn't want it LOL. Protective without being aggressive, she was shy to new people but warmed up easily. You knew she trusted you & you were part of our “family” when she backed her butt right up into you for butt rubs. Rollie loved children – as children related to play. But she knew to walk away if a child was getting too rough with her or if she had enough. She also loved playing with other dogs & wasn't afraid of any …except one. Parker, my trainer, Christine’s, little dog let her know it was his territory & would chase her squealing “like a little girl” through the barn every visit. But a few minutes later they were friends and getting along fine. She was cautious with her feline friends as she had gotten a good swat or two on the nose as a puppy, but she still always wanted to play & if there were only cats around…..well she tried. Of course I had the fear of her being stepped on or hurt by a horse. However, as many of you can attest, Rollie, lay quietly beside me in the arena whenever I was teaching. When there was too much activity she would watch patiently from a chair in the viewing room until I was done. When a horse would come to close to her she knew to keep her distance & would get up & move out of their way. And, when going near a field of horses she always stayed out & would only go into it unless I asked her…..she'd do anything I asked of her. She loved to travel & to be in the truck. We logged many miles together traveling the last few years as we tried to find our own way in the world. Most recently she could also be found “working” with my boyfriend Scott as he would take her & his dog, Riley (Rolex new best friend), to work with him. Riley would be out & about exploring, however, Rolex was happy guarding the truck where she felt most safe & secure. In the past, Rollie had travelled to Motters Station Stables with me too many times to count. She visited the civil war battlefields of Gettysburg & Antietam. Most recently she went to Michigan where she made another great puppy friend, & then to a posh Washington DC hotel to visit Colton at college. Traveling with the dogs was wonderful & both would lay so quiet in the back seat of the truck you had to turn around to make certain they were there. Rollie had a habit of hiding her treats. When we were at Motters Station I would give her a treat as soon as we arrived. She would take her treat & run off to hide it. When I was packing up to leave, Rollie would frantically search for the treat to take it home. She started then to do the same at home, hiding her treats throughout the house, hoarding them from Riley. She would find them at odd times of the day taunt Riley by eating them in front of him. I could of course go on forever about my Beautiful – Wonderul – Amazing – Best Part of My Life, but the point is that no matter what I asked of her she was always there to support me/protect me/LOVE ME unconditionally. Her eyes never left me & she looked to/for me always & now I look for her. She lays now beside me every night & travels with me every day, just as she did in life…..to guard me & to be there for me. Life will never be the same without her. 

Jude came out of the woods beside my house about 4 years ago.  He was terrified and I thought he was feral, so made him a feral box on my porch.  He lived there all winter but in spring, decided he was just timid, not feral.  He lived on or under my porch for the next 4 years.  He was still frightened of everybody except me.  He'd sit on my lap until he purred and drooled.  I'm so glad he came to my house and trusted me.  His last 4 years were filled with love.

Killian was born on October 10, 2005 in Maryland. When he was a few months old he moved to Virginia to live with his momma and later moved with her to Pennsylvania where he lived the rest of his life, passing away in her arms on October 11, 2019 at age 14.

Killian's favorite people were his momma and daddy, gramma Kathy and granpy John, auntie Kate, and grampy Stan.

He loved napnaps, ninites, his squeaky chichen, and dogeburgers. He enjoyed snorfling in the blankets so they would cover his head just right, running at the beach and in the snow, and playing games to find treats.

Killian was known by many names: Bubby, Mr. Bubs, Bubalub, Monsieur Killyon,  Killybean, and Silly Killy, just to name a few.

Killian was the bestest and goodest boy and his memory will live on in our hearts and he will be forever loved and cherished.  

My sweet, kind, gentle and loving baby boy.    I’ll miss you and love you every minute  and forever.  Sweetheart, rest in comfort  and peace in the lap of God until we are together again.                                             
 I Love you forever ,
Mommy