Memorials

In this section, you will find an honour roll for all of our beloved companions listed in alphabetical order by the first name. Please click on the letters to see the memorials that have already been added.

Animal friends will be remembered on our Today We Remember page on the anniversary of their death.

Animal friends that passed away within the last 3 years will also be remembered on our Facebook page. Please note that only memorials with a photo included and the date of death recorded can be shared on Facebook.

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ANGUS

14/06/96 - 29/10/13

AS A KITTEN YOU LOOKED LIKE AN ALIEN BUT YOU GREW INTO THE MOST HANDSOMEST CAT, ELEGANT AND SLEEK. YOU WERE VERY BAD TEMPERED AS A KITTEN/YOUNG CAT AND THOSE CLAWS CERTAINLY SAW SOME ACTION BUT YOU MELLOWED AND BECAME VERY VERY AFFECTIONATE. YOU WERE GOOD AT GIVING EVERYONE A KISS AND YOU COULD OBEY COMMANDS THAT I HAVE ONLY EVER SEEN DOGS DO. YOU WERE SO INTELLIGENT AND IN YOUR WAY COULD VIRTUALLY COMMUNICATE WITH ME. YOU WERE REALLY GOOD WITH THE ADDITIONAL MEMBERS INTRODUCED INTO OUR FELINE FAMILY. EVEN THOUGH YOU WERE A MALE CAT YOU MOTHERED THEM AND THEY ALL LOVED YOU. YOU LOST YOUR SIGHT AND FOR A YEAR YOU COPED WITH THAT BUT YOU SLOWLY WENT DOWNHILL ESPECIALLY IN THE LAST MONTH. I WAS DREARDING THE DAY I MAY HAVE TO HAVE YOU PTS BUT YOU DIED PEACEFULLY AND NATURALLY AND I'M GRATEFUL FOR THAT. WELL SON YOU ARE AT RAINBOW BRIDGE NOW, REUNITED WITH YOUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS WHO WE'VE LOST OVER THE YEARS. SLEEP TIGHT, I WILL FOREVER LOVE AND REMEMBER YOU. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

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Antigone Tat

Unknown - 11/05/12

My darling Tiggy, i know i was your second owner and you missed your first when he died for so long, i watched you mourn and gave you space. When you were ready you came to me and from that day on you were mine. I loved the way you sat on my chest in bed and purred to wake me, how you jumped to greet me and pawed my hand to say thank you. You were always at my side and always adorable, loving and funny. Without you i have a Tiggy size hole in my heart, i miss you every day and i still see you in all your favourite places. I will never forget you as you are always with me. Goodnight my darling Antigone, thank you for everything. XXX

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Apollo

09/04/16 - 19/01/20

Apollo was so sweet and kind. He could be very gentle at times. He also loved his chicken and chips. He was my mom's best friend and was always with her. My other 2 cats loved him and cared for him. Even though he went blind not too long ago he could still find his way around the house. He loved to go outside for walks when he could see enjoying the fresh air and breeze. He loved his catnip and his stuffed animals. He had took mine and made them into his pillows. He loved to lay in the sun and sunbathe. He was loved by whoever he met, he made non cat lovers into cat lovers. He will be missed dearly! RIP Buby I Love You!

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Ariel

13/09/12 - 13/08/21

My dear sweet little companion. You came to us when someone dumped you on the road. 4 1/2 pounds of energy and love. Until you were gone, I didn't realize what love and comfort you brought to my life. My heart is breaking. Gone so quick and in such a violent way, I pray it happened fast and you did not suffer. I will remember the wonderful dog that you were and know in my heart that it was your time to go to heaven. Mom is there, and you will be a delight to her. She would have loved you so, and now she can feel the love that you gave to me. Run and jump, eat yogurt and popcorn until your heart's content, and snuggle under her chin all night as she cuddles you tight. I pretend you are still under mine. Such a snuggle bug. You always rolled on your back and cowered when being picked up, flattening down to a pancake to hide. I am sorry that someone scared you in your early life,, and I hope that you learned while you were with us how much you were loved. Bad breath, in your face, crawling up your leg antics .... that was you. I know that God never made another one like you. A bundle of love. Gone too soon. I have so much guilt for putting you in danger in the country, but I know that you enjoyed every minute on the ranch with the rest of your dog family. Maezie misses you so much. We all do. Rest in peace sweet baby. You are always with me and in my heart.

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Ariel

25/04/10 - 17/04/12

When the angels came to take you home, it was the worst pain we have ever known. Never did we think we'd see you leave us quite so suddenly! You filled our lives and hearts with love, which now delights all Heaven above. A speeding car took your life that day, but now in Heaven you safely play. Our baby girl, we miss you so; till we meet again, the tears will flow. We met Ariel as an abandoned kitten in Turkey; we believe she has Bombay in her but may have been abandoned as she has white patches. She was starving, so thin, but with an adorable personality. I had to save her and bring her home to us in England, which we were able to do, the following year. She was a special girl, unlike any other cat we had ever known. Love forever, darling girl xxx Mummy and Daddy xxx

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Arnold

11/07/98 - 11/06/10

Love more than words can ever say xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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Arthur-Rex

Unknown - 12/07/12

It's a beautiful morning. The sun shines. The Buddleia in the corner of the patio is ablaze with butterflies. But as I sit there having my customary eleven o clock mug of coffee, a tear runs down my cheek. My hand slides down the side of the chair, to where our little terrier would normally be stretched out basking in the warmth of that sunshine, his lips curled back in a contented smile. But no longer. Arthur-Rex is dead. Cruelly take from us last year. Snatched after eight years of delightful companionship. And my heart is heavy with grief. In his time with us, our little terrier, Arthur-Rex, helped to shape my life. It was eight years ago when we first met. We were on a family holiday together - my wife, Maxeen, and daughter Rebecca who was 27 at the time. It was the last day of a week's stay in Tobago. We were lying on sun loungers on Rex Turtle beach when a commotion down on the shore line made me sit up. Squinting against the sun, I could just see a tiny young dog being chased by a pack of mangy brown hounds. The terrier hurtled up across the beach and dived under Rebecca's lounger, turning to yap at the strays which stopped to circle round before leaping away as Rebecca sat up and shooed them off. To my horror, she then leaned under the lounger and scooped the little terrier up, making reassuring noises as she did so. All I could think of was Rabies. Fleas. Lice. Mange. But when the young dog looked up at Rebecca and licked her face, his destiny was sealed. A call through to the local rescue society established that it would be no problem shipping the dog back to the UK for us. And within seven months, to include six months in a UK quarantine kennels, Arthur-Rex arrived at our home in West Sussex. We reckoned he was about eight months old and was apprehensive as to what our 10 year old Jack Russell would make of him. We needn't have worried. After the initial wary sniff they gave each other, they immediately became close buddies. The beanbag in front of the Aga was shared. Mock dog fights each morning, chasing each other round the kitchen table, pinning each other down by the ear or locking jaws; and king-of-the-castle leaps on and off the settee of an evening. Joyful entertainment for everyone. When Pip passed away two years' later, Arthur-Rex became even more special and commanded an even greater place in our hearts. He was a smart looking dog. We guessed half Chihuahua, half Tobagian feral hound. He had a domed head, pointed ears, slightly bulging brown eyes, and perfectly symmetrical facial markings in tan and black. As he matured he developed a thick tan mane and his curled tail became a plume of fur. Extremely photogenic. And indeed, his pictures sported many of the features I had begun to write: and when my first novel, Pets in a Pickle, was published, Arthur-Rex appeared on the back cover. His own dog blog soon followed; and on Twitter he built up several hundred followers who were greeted on first contact with a high five paw. He went on to make an appearance on Channel 5 news as part of a healthy heart campaign to show that having to walk a dog is good exercise for you. Newscaster, John Suchet remarked, 'What a splendid little dog.' And Arthur-Rex's stoicism and his gentlemanly behaviour impressed Cesar Millan, the international dog whisperer, when they were first introduced to each other. I was nervous at meeting such a famous man with his wealth of knowledge of dog behaviour. 'Look,' said Cesar with a smile as Arthur-Rex turned to look up at me and gave me a reassuring lick of my hand. 'I can see you two are great buddies.' He was right. Oh so right. There was once an overnight stay at a five star country hotel, voted the best pet friendly hotel in the UK by AA members. Arthur-Rex was given five star treatment with a tray of treats and black poo bags tied with gold ribbon. He seemed completely unfazed by his opulent surroundings - majestic, sparkling chandeliers, heavy velvet drapes and a quilt-covered bed, onto which he immediately sprang to settle down between the tassled cushions. I pause in my writing and sigh as I picture him that day. He was 'King Arthur'. What a far cry from his beach-bum days. When dear Arthur-Rex succumbed to a acute respiratory condition - it killed him with on 48 hours despite intensive care treatment and hospitalisation in an oxygen tent - there was no question of where he was to be buried. Across the lawn from the back kitchen window is an immature oak tree. Arthur-Rex used to bask in the sun near this tree, moving into its dappled shade should it get to hot for him on the open lawn. Arthur-Rex has been laid to rest there, wrapped in his favourite tartan blanket under which he used to snuggle in front of the Aga. A heap of blanket would greet me every morning. I'd gently ease it away to reveal Arthur-Rex, sprawled on his back, legs in the air. I'd tickle his tummy saying, 'Morning Arthur-Rex.' He'd gaze up at me with those warm brown eyes of his and his lips would curl back in a delightful grin. I'm crying now as I remember those mornings. But I'm sure Arthur-Rex is still grinning as he now stretches out on a pillow of cloud....... Malcolm D. Welshman is author of Pets in a Pickle a Number 2 Kindle Bestseller http://www.malcolmwelshman.co.uk

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Arwen

Unknown - 13/12/12

Arwen, there really aren't enough words to express how much you meant to me and how much I miss you. You had such funny little ways and you were so brave the way you coped with your health problems. You were blind, had heart disease and kept getting cat flu but you were still always so happy. Your love of food was legendary and I'll never forget how delighted you looked every time I fed you. As a memorial I've set up a page dedicated to your memory at www.myfurryfamily.co.uk/my-cats/arwen. Miss you my little furry curry monster xxx

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