Born in 2009 in Pittsburgh, PA our beloved Hamilton passed away on Thanksgiving Day. He succumbed to kidney disease.

He was a rambunctious little spirit, who loved ice cream, cookies, his favorite was fried chicken. He was also a lover of music. When my daughter played the piano or I was singing, he would be right there.

Hammy was not just a pet; he was a member of our family and we’re going to miss him terribly. In his final hours, Hammy was surrounded by our love, with soothing music to ease his transition.

Furever in our hearts,

Mommy & Michaelah

To my beloved beautiful best friend and sweet baby. We will love you into eternity! R.I.P. with your brother. Together forever my love!

To our sweet, beautiful, most considerate, pup that we both have ever known. We were blessed to have you for 19.5 years, and thank God for that wonderful blessing. Mama and daddy love you so much and will miss you always! Our prayer for you is that you and your beautiful brother are chasing butterflies and your friend Thumper the bunny at rainbow bridge! We will see you again over the rainbow! R.I.P my love.

Furever in our hearts,

Shirl Crane

My “sweet puppy girl” Peachez…today is 9/20/23 which would have been your 18th birthday! I miss you dearly, but I knew that it was your time to cross the Rainbow Bridge on 7/14/23. I just couldn’t bear to watch you suffer from CCD any longer. I hope that you are having a blast with your old friends and new friends that you’ve made. I am blessed to have chosen YOU (out of a litter of 8 pups) when you were 3 days old which just happened to be my birthday! We had some great times together and I will always cherish them. You brought so much happiness and joy to my life and I will hold these memories in my heart “furever”.

Love and miss you always,

Mommee (Linda)

My most beautiful Lady Doopsalot, I love you and miss you so much. You brought so much joy, light, and laughter to our lives. You were the kindest soul with the most goofy personality. We all miss your empty food bowls scattered around & the way that you loved any kind of food more than I have ever seen before. I hope you are pain-free and happily using Bo’s fluffy butt as a pillow again.

We will miss you always,

Mommy, Daddy, and Emmy

My most handsomest muffin in the whole world. I have loved you with my whole heart since the day I first laid eyes on you. You walked with me through the end of my teen years, through my 20s, several houses, a baby, into my 30s, and through so many challenges. You were always there as my support with snuggles and kisses. My heart is shattered and I miss you more than I could ever put into words. I only hope you are happy and pain-free, chasing tennis balls with Molly.

We will miss you always,

Mommy, Daddy, and (your least favorite human) Emmy

My dearest Oscar, You were the cat I never knew I needed. I opened my door one day and there you stood on my porch. I instantly fell in love with those beautiful green eyes. I thought to myself that if you had a red ribbon around you that you looked like the perfect Christmas present. I had never seen you around before, so I assumed God dropped you down from heaven. 😊 He knew I would need you. And I did, to balance out that crazy other cat of mine, Tiger lol

You two were not the best of friends, you only tolerated each other. It was amusing to me that inside Tiger was boss but outside you were. It was so comical watching you chase Tiger through the yard. You two didn’t have a problem swatting at the other but you never “fought”. You were very laid back but could be skittish at times. But boy did you love to play. You loved your catnip so much so that you would sleep on the corrugated scratching board that it came with. At times I may have gone overboard with the laser light or the feather lol

One of my favorite things was when I let you out on the porch you would go stick your head between the wood slats as if watching over your domain. And Christmas! How you loved to get in each box after the ornaments were out and then lie on the tree skirt under the Christmas tree when it was finished. If I couldn’t find you one of the first places I would look is under the tree behind the gifts.

My dearest Tiger,

You weren’t planned to be in my life. But God put you in my life for 17 years. We definitely had a love/hate relationship. You frustrated me to no end ruining my furniture, urinating outside of the litterbox at times even though there were 4 litterboxes. Rugs were out of the question. I did finally get some resolve when you started using pee pads. Yes, a cat that used pee pads lol Also frustrating was when I would be comfy on the couch and you would go scratch at the door to go out only to run in the kitchen to be fed because if I were to let you, you would have eaten 24/7. At times I thought you were part dog the way you would scratch at the door not only to go out but come back in.

However, you were the most loving cat and with the best personality that I ever had. You loved boxes, and bags either to lie on or in. You loved suckling on a blanket, catnip and always played like a kitten. You loved to snuggle, whether just lying in my lap or nuzzled under my chin at night so much so that I couldn’t get much sleep most nights. A cold nose touching mine throughout the night can be quite startling. You were very demanding lol

Your favorite place to drink water was from the bathroom sink or a bowl next to the faucet. Whenever I would close the bathroom door to take a shower you would scratch frantically until I let you in and you would just lie on the floor and wait for me. I loved to watch you sleep. You had so many different poses from almost yoga like to all 4 legs in the air while on your back. As you got older I even got a few videos of you snoring lol

Bindi,

I miss you so much, you have been by my side since your human sister Mandy passed away Sept. 2011. If I was in bed, you were right beside me. I hated to let you go but I knew it was your time my sweet Bindi. You will forever be in Nana’s heart sweet girl. I know you are running with your fur brothers and sisters and having a wonderful time.

Furever in my heart,

Nana (Pam McDaniel)

Sparkplug hated people, including you reading this. Sparkplug hated dogs. Sparkplug hated other cats. Sparkplug hated being picked up, touched anywhere but the head and neck, going in the car, looking at bathtubs, and birds.

She was the quintessential bad cat.

But Sparkplug loved me.

She came into my life when she and her sibling decided to wander to my dad’s repair shop and the sibling got bumped by a car, broke a leg, and got rescued by a wonderful rescue group. Sparkplug didn’t go with the wonderful rescue group – oh no. She waited for me. I was her human, and she was having no shenanigans with anyone else. I showed up with some Kit N Kaboodle dry nasty cat food, a makeshift litter pan, and a heart full of love to give, and Sparkplug was like, “Ah – there is my sucker human. This one will adore me.”

And I did.

She came home with me that day, and I remember looking up how long domestic cats live and realizing that I would likely have this cat until I was 40, and that seemed so old at the time.

I’m 40 now. She was 18. 40 doesn’t seem all that old anymore.

Sparkplug made a sport of slapping dogs. She would lure them in with her beauty, leveling her green eyes at them and sitting perfectly still. The dog would be fascinated, and slowly approach, like in a trance. Despite all human warnings, the dog would get closer and closer, and Sparkplug would take that paw and slap the crap out of the dog. She bloodied many a nose.

Our sweet Caesar! You were the most amazing fur baby! You filled our hearts with so much love and gave us so many wonderful memories that we will cherish forever. We are grateful for every single day over the past 15 years with you. You will always be in our hearts.

Mama and Daddy will always love you. We may had rescued you, but you were the little sunshine that rescued us. Rest In Peace Yoyo… you will truly be missed.

My dear Apollo. Daddy and I miss you so much. We know you aren’t hurting anymore and you can run and play. Chancey misses his bubba. You will be forever in our hearts.

We will miss you always,

Momma, Daddy and Chance

The world lost a super hero today. Shelby Lee Davis born January 27, 2013 died after a brave fight with a rare cancer on her heart. She crossed the rainbow bridge doing the very thing she loved most, playing fetch in her yard.

Shelby was an avid hunter and runner. She loved to chase squirrels, deer and especially a chipmunk that taunted her from outside the kitchen window. She was always up for a game of fetch but equally as happy hanging out with her family on the couch.

Shelby was an athlete. Watching her run was poetry in motion; so fluid and smooth she made it look effortless. She took great joy in out running her cousin, Leon. Poor guy never stood a chance.

Before Shelby joined our family, my only experience with German Shepherds was Leon. He was almost 3 when Chris and I married. A couple years later, Chris gave me Shelby for my birthday. Since we couldn’t have any children of our own, I named my new pup what I would have name our daughter, Shelby after my mom.

From day one we knew Shelby was smart. We loved seeing her outsmart Leon. If he had a toy, bone or ball that she wanted, she would take him another toy to distract him giving her time to swoop in and take what she wanted. It was amazing to watch her play with him, like he was her puppet on a string. And if Leon made her mad, get out of the way because she would let him have it!

We adopted Bill when he was six weeks old. He was with us through college, our marriage, job changes, and our kids. We couldn’t have asked for a better boy to love. When it was time to say goodbye, after 13 blessed years, I’m so grateful we found Heavenly Paws. They provided comfort and peace in such a hard time. Thanks for doing what you guys do, it takes special people.

I happened to be scrolling through my Facebook feed one day six years ago and saw that a friend of mine had an offer for a free kitten to a good home. I immediately called her and arranged for my son Drew and I to go pick her up on the following Saturday.

August 10, 2013 was the day I brought my feline daughter home. Her previous owner hadn’t named her and when I looked in her little tortoiseshell face I knew that Storm would be the perfect name for her.

Between her multi-hued coloring and feisty temperament, she was a force to be reckoned with. She may not have always liked the visitors who came to our house, but she was always loving to her immediate family.

Unlike many Maine Coon cats, Storm rarely spoke unless my husband Dijon walked into the room. Upon meeting him for the first time, she looked at him with those big green eyes and chattered as if he could understand everything she said. It was always touching to watch their interaction similar to a true Father and Daughter. He would often say that she must’ve been a relative that had passed reincarnated to keep watch over him.

I always thought that I would have Storm at least long enough for my son to graduate college and for him and I to debate that he wanted her with him at his own place, but sadly my little Lady passed and there has been an emptiness in my heart ever since. I miss her tremendously and the ache will only be eased by time.

Day and the life.

3-31-2019

Saturday morning and I have a cold nose in my face at 7:30 AM. Wake up wake up I need for you to get out of bed. 5lbs. could feel like 50 lbs. when your sleeping. I believe he gets me out of bed just, so he can have my spot. Well I’m up now.

Idget leaps from the bed and off to the door. He runs to the back door doing spins as he goes, a couple of big barks to tell the rabbits the boss is out and I’m coming to get you. Down the stairs he goes leaps over the day lilies and chases the rabbits off.

Up to the gate he goes to bark at the walkers, Hey Judy, hey Glenda be there in a minute.

Just as I sit down to drink my coffee here is Idget at the back door. let me in, let me in. he jumps on the couch and up on the back looking out the front door. I’m in charge here and if I see you I’m going to bark as loud as I can. Know ones there for now. Idget jumps down and snuggles next to my leg to get warmed up and looking for is deep rub down, which he loves I know this because when I stop he’s little paw comes up and drags my hand back to a rubbing him some more don’t stop don’t stop daddy if he could talk.

I would get up to get dressed, Idget knew it was that time. As he jumps down and stands at my feet he would stare me down to take him for his walk. Again, Idget would start with the spins ready to go take me daddy take me for my walk. Here we go, bust out the back door straight to the mail box, first stop. Goes across the street to check out Bosley mail box to make sure it still there. Down the street to the tree with the big bird box on it. Then stop to say hi Judy walking the other direction. Then he sees Elwood at the front door a couple of barks back and forth then off to see Ron and his Lady. He stops across the street to one of his favorite stops to drop something off, then off again full speed end of street to go see Ralphie and his new grass. Then stop by Glenda and all her new rocks. Just when Idget was ready to go home. Watch out, one of those big pesky cats might jump out, he knows only to bark because these cats are just too big for him, but he would give it a try if I give him the leash. Off to the Pampas grass to scratch he back as walks slowly under it. Stop at Ron’s mail box for a drop then up the hill. Quick stop at Elwood’s to say see you later.

Tyson,

Our chubby slobbery baby boy, you were the bestest boy in the entire world, we can’t even tell you how much we love and miss you, I hope you’re running pain free now and being as happy as you were before again, You deserve it for giving us the best years of our lives.

Love,

Your Family

I miss you so much it hurts. I’m always listening for youI miss you so much it hurts. I’m always listening for you and wish you were here.Thank you Heavenly Paws for helping us through this hard time. Your service was pristine and I could not be more grateful.

Our little Sophie (aka Sophia/Princess) was born on June 14 2005 – she arrived at Rainbow Bridge on January 9 2018 at 11:30 A.M., and took a piece of our hearts with her.

Our little Sophie (aka Sophia/Princess) was born on June 14 2005 – she arrived at Rainbow Bridge on January 9 2018 at 11:30 A.M., and took a piece of our hearts with her.After losing my little Mimi in July 2005 I was aching for another dog. My husband was not wanting to, but gave into my tears when I found an ad in the paper for Maltipoo’s in Jasper GA, so we took a ride (Aug 14 2005 8 weeks old). Sophie fit in the palm of his hand and he fell in love – even though she was suppose to be “for me” she ended up being “his little girl” and I teased him all of those 12 1/2 years that “you didn’t want her” !! Her personality was of a chatty bossy little girl – she was queen bee in a multi dog home – and she has been a tough cookie. Getting in between two larger dogs and getting her eye turned around at almost 2 yrs old to having two mammary gland (benign) surgeries at 9 and 10 yrs old with all senior tests coming out great, she suddenly started experiencing “cushings” symptoms early in 2017. She went from miss “picky finicky fussy eater” to eating like a little piglet and then losing weight and muscle. As I researched the disease (for which she had several symptoms) I did not like what I read related to diagnostic testing and treatment. We had just been through loss of our other dog (Kailee) to lymphoma – and swore I could never put another dog thru those “conventional” methods again. After months of research and the fear she was really starting to get weaker I did find another vet whose credentials seem to fit what we were looking for but it was too late. I made the appointment for Wednesday Jan 10th and Sophie experienced a seizure the morning before and took her last breath in my arms after bringing her to emergency but knowing there was nothing they could do.

Oh my sweet Ivie Anne!!! I miss you so much my sweet angel! I have never loved or been loved so unconditionally by anything or anyone. Not only was I blessed to have been your mommy for seven wonderful years but was blessed with sharing the same birthday with you! We had such a special connection, I felt like I could read your mind and the way you looked into my eyes… I could almost feel you climb into my soul. I am so sorry that I could not make you get better. When you got sick at the end of February, the vet didn’t think you would make it through surgery. You Made it!!! But then on March 4, 2017 I received the heart breaking call from the vet. They had removed your spleen and had it tested for cancer. The results were back, you were given 30-90 days to live! You had hemangiosarcoma!!! Known as the”silent killer” The Only reason they found the tumors on your spleen was because you were having an emergency surgery, otherwise you would have just passed away one day and we wouldn’t have known why! You were full of life and seemed so healthy and happy! I kept trying to prepare everyone and explained that you would be perfect until a tumor would rupture and you would just go to sleep. My sweet baby you were such a trooper, you stayed with us and put up a huge fight until November 23, 2017 at 11:10 pm when you took your final breath in daddy’s arms. You beat the odds and stayed with us much longer than ever expected. But… I wasn’t ready for you to go! I love you and miss you so much Ivie Anne, Ivie Anne I love you, I love you and I will forever!

Oh my sweet Ivie Anne!!! I miss you so much my sweet angel! I have never loved or been loved so unconditionally by anything or anyone. Not only was I blessed to have been your mommy for seven wonderful years but was blessed with sharing the same birthday with you! We had such a special connection, I felt like I could read your mind and the way you looked into my eyes… I could almost feel you climb into my soul. I am so sorry that I could not make you get better. When you got sick at the end of February, the vet didn’t think you would make it through surgery. You Made it!!! But then on March 4, 2017 I received the heart breaking call from the vet. They had removed your spleen and had it tested for cancer. The results were back, you were given 30-90 days to live! You had hemangiosarcoma!!! Known as the”silent killer” The Only reason they found the tumors on your spleen was because you were having an emergency surgery, otherwise you would have just passed away one day and we wouldn’t have known why! You were full of life and seemed so healthy and happy! I kept trying to prepare everyone and explained that you would be perfect until a tumor would rupture and you would just go to sleep. My sweet baby you were such a trooper, you stayed with us and put up a huge fight until November 23, 2017 at 11:10 pm when you took your final breath in daddy’s arms. You beat the odds and stayed with us much longer than ever expected. But… I wasn’t ready for you to go! I love you and miss you so much Ivie Anne, Ivie Anne I love you, I love you and I will forever!

GOD CALLED MY BABY HOME 08-08-17 HAD HER FOR 14 YEARS.SHE HAD HEART MURMUR AND HER HEART GAVE OUT, SHE WAS A STRONG LITTLE CREATURE SHE CAPTURE MY HEART FOUGHT TO THE VERY END, SHE WAS MY BABY, ROAD DOG, SIDE KICK PARTNER IN CRIME LOVED TO GO RIDING WHEN SHE HEARS KEYS WAS READY TO GO, LOVED TO RIDE IN MY ARMS AND LOOK OUT WINDOW, YOU WILL TRULY BE MISSED, WILL MISS YOUR KISSES AND HUGS RUNNING UP TO ME WHEN I COME HOME FROM WORK, WILL MISS YOU YOU BEING IN BED YOUR WARM SNUGGLES ESPECIALLY ON THEM COLD NIGHTS, AND YOU LYING ON YOUR PILLOW AND PILLOW PET, TRISCUIT WHEN YOU LEFT YOU TOOK A PART OF ME WITH YOU WILL ALWAYS BE MISSED AND NOT FOR GOT, IT WAS JUST YOUR TIME TO GO AND NO MORE PAIN AND SUFFERING, REST IN JESUS ARMS UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, I LOVE YOU LITTLE MAMA, CANT WAIT TO GET HOME TO SEE YOU,

Robyn Lee

Rest In Peace Hammy the Hamster, we love and miss you.

Love,

Kris

You were our love , Our faithful companion, Our baby…When you took your last breath a piece of my heart left this earth with you. Our lives are forever changed by having you in it. Run free my little man. We will love you forever.

Love,

Dale and Bonnie Rebolz

This tribute is too lengthy but it was difficult for me to say less. Not a day or night goes by since August 15, 2016, when we had to send our beloved American Eskimo (Eskie) to the Rainbow Bridge. Of the four dogs since the 1980s (Airedale, Beagle mix, and two Eskies), none quite touch our hearts and our lives as did Chance, named as in second chance. What makes it more difficult is the short period of 20 months that he was in our lives as compared to years with the others.

After we lost our Eskie, Coconut, April 10, 2014, from the dreadful canine Cushing’s disease, we grieved for her so much. That fall, I began to connect with Eskie rescue groups in the Southeast hoping to find another. We had Coconut since a puppy for 11 years, but thought perhaps rescuing a mid-to-senior Eskie would be best for all. Time passed and I continued searching online when I got an email from Dyan in Sarasota, FL, with a picture of Chance found wandering around Six Flags and picked up December 6, 2014. He was indeed such a handsome guy, far more than Coconut was beautiful. He was so Nordic in appearance and we knew instantly he was a purebred so I called about him December 12 and was told he was recovering from being neutered! What?? The vet who examined him put his age as 10 but he looked nothing close to it; however, we would soon find out the reason was his oral health. He had so many rotten teeth and as we would later find out at UGA vet school, roots were growing up through some of them! Cobb County Animal Services in Marietta said he couldn’t be adopted for another week. So December 19, we went there and he was laying down with head up, greeted us with that Eskie smile (when Eskies open their mouths to breathe, each side of the mouth rolls back like they are smiling). He was even more striking and gorgeous than in his online picture.

Barney was by far the best dog we’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. He was so well behaved and quiet. We adopted him as a puppy and named him H.A. Barnaby (H.A. for Hop Along due to an injury he received prior to us adopting him). Unfortunately, in mid January, 2017, at the young age of 9 he developed a very aggressive form of cancer on the thyroid gland and had to be relieved of his suffering on March 15, 2017. He will be sorely missed and will always have a place in our hearts.

Liz and Harold Hawkins/Alyssa Harvey and Adrian Harvey

Missy lived most of her life with our late Uncle Dave. When he passed, Missy came to us and quickly fell in love with her new home and family. The years with sweet Missy were too short, but she fought so hard against the cancer that eventually took her. The cuddles and purrs in our laps were only surrogates for Uncle Dave, and now you’re both reunited over the Rainbow Bridge.

Forever in our hearts,

Jessica & Tyler

Kiki was an amazing dog and Mother. We could not have asked for a better little girl. She will truly be missed. Thank you to the staff of Heavenly Paws for helping us through this time of sorrow, they were so wonderful. Danielle

Maggie was as dedicated as a cat can be to me. She will be greatly missed. Thank you Heavenly Paws for helping us through this with compassion & understanding. Paul

We found Gutter in a gutter at a couple weeks old. He quickly learned how to be a domestic cat. Thanks for all the joy you brought to our family. Kat

Words cannot express the sorrow we feel in losing you, Mitzy. For 12 years you were a very special family companion, cancer took you from us. Knowing now at least you are pain free and chasing that tennis ball again! Heavenly Paws helped us so much through this very sorrowful time! Love, your adopted Mom & Dad

Words cannot express the sorrow we feel in losing you, Mitzy. For 12 years you were a very special family companion, cancer took you from us. Knowing now at least you are pain free and chasing that tennis ball again! Heavenly Paws helped us so much through this very sorrowful time! Love, your adopted Mom & Dad