Sweet Hamlet,

My dear Boy

Mommy loves you so much. My heart is broken and it seems that people diminish my grief because you are a dog. You were a guide to me. You were always there for me, you were never angry, you lay by my bed. At nights I could hear you breathing. You comforted me when I felt sad, when people were nasty you stepped in and licked my face. I called you Hamlet because you are and will always be royal. When I read Shakespeare to you fell asleep. You have always been on my side. When Mommy played the violin, you would rest at my feet, and I have been struggling to pick up the violin ever since. Mommy can't stop crying. And she must do her work. It's very silent and you loved Fleetwood Mac my boy. You would look at the world as if you were watching a beautiful film. You were the bravest gentlest creation I have ever known. You are magnificent. Like a King. I am looking for you everywhere - sometimes I think you are hiding. Mommy is so sorry that your daddy left. That he never gave you those three packets of dog food. That you help your paw to me and comforted me. Your body was so large. You are my unicorn. But your real daddy is with you now. You had so much pain. I wish I could have carried your pain. But you carried it for me. I know that you were never mine. That you were created by God. That you are lying with your creator and that He takes care of you. Mommy wrote a list last night. She wrote for my daddy to build you a castle, for Naomi to check if you are covered. I dreamt you were standing at a gate and asked mommy if you can go run. Go run my boy. My beautiful boy. Run with the angels. Run because you are free. Mommy is sorry she never got you the mansion you deserved on this planet. I would have loved to create a dam where you can swim every day. God took such good care of you. He told me you were on of his most masterful creations. Your heart. Your soul. My son. Mommy didn't have children. She had you. You taught me to be strong, but I struggle. May the water that runs from my eyes create a waterfall where you can swim. Mommy is working hard to join you there. She reads Psalms and prays. I know Jesus let you into my life...as a guide...as a support. You know mommy hates sleeping alone. I love you, my boy. My beautiful boy. Thank you. I miss you. So much. People have sent flowers to you. You love flowers. You loved sniffing them. Such big paws. " “Good night, sweet prince,

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.” Run my boy. Run. Heaven. I know you are loving it there.

Love,

Mommy

Sweet Hamlet,

My dear Boy

Mommy loves you so much. My heart is broken and it seems that people diminish my grief because you are a dog. You were a guide to me. You were always there for me, you were never angry, you lay by my bed. At nights I could hear you breathing. You comforted me when I felt sad, when people were nasty you stepped in and licked my face. I called you Hamlet because you are and will always be royal. When I read Shakespeare to you fell asleep. You have always been on my side. When Mommy played the violin, you would rest at my feet, and I have been struggling to pick up the violin ever since. Mommy can't stop crying. And she must do her work. It's very silent and you loved Fleetwood Mac my boy. You would look at the world as if you were watching a beautiful film. You were the bravest gentlest creation I have ever known. You are magnificent. Like a King. I am looking for you everywhere - sometimes I think you are hiding. Mommy is so sorry that your daddy left. That he never gave you those three packets of dog food. That you help your paw to me and comforted me. Your body was so large. You are my unicorn. But your real daddy is with you now. You had so much pain. I wish I could have carried your pain. But you carried it for me. I know that you were never mine. That you were created by God. That you are lying with your creator and that He takes care of you. Mommy wrote a list last night. She wrote for my daddy to build you a castle, for Naomi to check if you are covered. I dreamt you were standing at a gate and asked mommy if you can go run. Go run my boy. My beautiful boy. Run with the angels. Run because you are free. Mommy is sorry she never got you the mansion you deserved on this planet. I would have loved to create a dam where you can swim every day. God took such good care of you. He told me you were on of his most masterful creations. Your heart. Your soul. My son. Mommy didn't have children. She had you. You taught me to be strong, but I struggle. May the water that runs from my eyes create a waterfall where you can swim. Mommy is working hard to join you there. She reads Psalms and prays. I know Jesus let you into my life...as a guide...as a support. You know mommy hates sleeping alone. I love you, my boy. My beautiful boy. Thank you. I miss you. So much. People have sent flowers to you. You love flowers. You loved sniffing them. Such big paws. " “Good night, sweet prince,

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.” Run my boy. Run. Heaven. I know you are loving it there.

Love,

Mommy

Sweet Scooter,

You came into my life when I didn't even realize I needed you. As soon as we met, there was an immediate bond that time would never break. A bond that many hope for but few get to have. We soon became best friends. I never had a friend like you and I never will again.

We spent so many days together, doing what friends do. Whether it was watching baseball, sitting on the deck in the summer watching birds or our yearly tradition of watching The Puppy Bowl on Super Bowl Sunday. You were so funny and always happy and everyone who met you instantly became your friend too. We had 16 years of pure joy together.

When you became sick, I tried to prepare for a life without you but soon realized you leaving my life was too painful to acknowledge or prepare for. You own a piece of my heart reserved just for you. Only you; and I will never give that part away. I promise. Even though you are no longer here, you will always be with me. This isn't the end. You brought me more love than I ever could have imagined, and more joy that I could have ever hoped.

So all my love to you my best friend, my beloved Scooter; my cat.

Love,

Momma

To Mocha,

My sweetest, dumbest puppy

I thought I would have so much to say but I feel like I do not deserve to say anything

I was not as good a parent to you as I could have been

I am sorry

I am suffering too

Love,

Chris

Dear Blackie,

I still remember the day you came home with your mother and Broonie. You were the cutest little thing ever. Both of them left eventually, but you were always there for me in tough times. In hindsight, i believe you were sent to us to help distract our mind from Dodda's passing.

You stayed with us for 10 months and were the best thing that happened to us. From jumping around the house doing all sorts of stunts, sleeping on my blanket, rubbing yourself against our legs cuddling with me at night, purring and staying right beside me while I studied for my exams, you were a real friend, a true companion. I still remember the time you escaped from the vet clinic to the nearby apartment. We tried looking for you but no luck. We thought we had lost you then. We were really upset. Later when we revisited the apartment , you returned when Amma called out for you. Amma was the happiest.

You were a great mom who always cared and protected her kids from the smallest hint of danger you could sense. I loved how you used to sleep carefree when we used to look after your kids. Even last week, when we got you spayed and brought you back home, Amma and I were relieved and glad that you could be free now. Watching you try to get up and walk, only to fail because of the anesthesia was scary at first, but cute and funny too.

A week later, after being fed with deworming medications, you were lethargic and had no appetite. This was said to be common after medication and hence we did not worry too much. I even remember feeding you some electrolyte infused water and kissing you goodnight last night. I even assured you that all will get better and i thought if not, we'll get you to the vet asap. Never in a million years would i have imagined that we would have to say goodbye to you so soon.

I am writing this on Feb 10,2026 at 11.45 a.m. It has been a couple of hours since you left us and i just wanted to get my feelings out, hence this letter.

I just want you to remember that you were really one of us. Even Appa who doesn't cry that much, teared up after you left us. I promise to look after Leo and Milo really well and not disappoint you. Sorry, on behalf of us all, if we hurt you in any way. I'll always remember you as the sweet little naughty kid who was always happy and never failed to put a smile on our face.

Love always,

Dhavan

My dearest Fatty ,

My loveliest friend, I miss you so much . It’s been 22 days since you left and i still cannot believe it .

You were my best friend, my source of peace and the angel who healed me.

I miss the small banter fights we would have , the scent of your fur and the warmth of your body under the bedsheet on cold winter days like today.

Your absence haunts me and I wish I could see you again for you left too soon. I hope you can forgive me, and my love for you will never fade

There is no one to annoy me or wake me up every morning and harass me for food , my arms are free from claw marks and I miss your presence.

Life feels a lot empty without you and I hope you are happy . I will forever miss you and love you my best friend. You were the best , a true icon

Missing you,

Your best friend James

To Charlotte,

Our sweet little girl, the sweetest kitty in the entire world, there is so much to say. You came into our lives during a difficult period when you were just weeks old. We found you stuck in a fence in our neighborhood, and little did you know what that would turn into. You came into a fractured household that had very little love left to give and restored that love, and in return you gave us so much over 13 years. I remember how you loved playing with twist ties instead of toys, and I will always think of you sleeping in my bed and purring. You always pawed our hands when you wanted pets, too. I was heartbroken when I found out you had cancer in 2023, worried for you, and prayed for you. I think my prayers were answered, because you stayed with us until January 2025. You were just as playful and sweet up until the end as you were when you were just a kitten. We buried you in a wooden chest by the phlox flowers with your favorite toys, wrapped in a silk cloth with a rosary and a note from us to you. Rest easy, my sweet Charlotte.

Missing you,

Evan

My sweet Lily,

It's been four days since I lost you. You were 10. I'm so sorry I didn't recognize the distress you were in Wednesday night. I thought "if you still feel bad in the morning, we'll go to the vet."

Thursday I woke up and you did not.

I miss you so terribly. You were my best friend. You were my everything. My apartment is so cold and empty now. I look over and don't see you looking back at me and it breaks my heart. My world is falling apart.

I miss your morning smile and how much you loved chest rubs. I miss the morning hand licks. I miss the sound of you jumping off the bed. I miss you running to the door when I come home. I miss the hugs you wanted when I put my stuff down after coming home. I miss you leaning against me every chance you had. I miss the way you'd chase a treat across the room when I threw it. I miss your boops when you wanted attention. I miss your periscope tail. I miss you falling asleep on my feet when we watched tv.

I'm sorry I was not able to give you a yard to run and sniff in. We were so close. I wear your collar on my wrist because it still smells like you. You were the best part of the last 10 years.

I love you so much.

Love,

Rob

Little Cash,

On Jan 27, 2016, my world changed. You entered our lives and I will be forever grateful. The unconditional love you gave to everyone's lives you touched was remarkable. When I got home yesterday after making the horrible decision, I was in shock. Just last week we were walking and playing, cuddling and laughing, and now my life seems so empty. I know you have been in pain and I am so sorry if you were holding on so I would be ok. You are in heaven now, visiting grandpa, Torque, Uncle Bill, and all the other humans and dogs you touched. Life will never be the same, and I suppose that's ok. When a little guy makes such a big entrance, why would life ever be the same. I want you to know, I am going to be ok, I will think about you each and every day and send you doggie heavenly kisses. I love you Cash Zinser!

Love,

Your Dog Mom Shelly

My sweet Pucca,

It has been 5 days without you and it has felt like eternity. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you or weep to the point that I am hyperventilating.

Thank you for the being the goodest girl and sticking by my side for 17 years. I wish I could have had more time with you but I knew your body grew tired.

I miss you every second of each day and can't wait to be reunited with you one day. I love you forever and ever.

Missing you,

Amy