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

Little Ladi,

10/13/25 was the worst days of my life!! My little, my tri-pawed porkie that I love with my whole entire heart and soul, I miss you more then words could ever say!! I carried you in my handbag for the first 2 yrs of your life and took you everywhere even after you got to big for mybags.. Whenever anyone saw me, they saw you and if you weren't with me, they'd ask for you... I now carry your ashes with me and it's obviously not the same.... That decision I had to make after a 3 night stay at MLAH shocked me!! 20 minutes before getting the second call that things turned around, I was on with Dr. Janson with plans to bring you home the next day... I ran to you, I swore they called the wrong person.. You looked great, you were talking to me from inside the oxygen chamber, pawling at the doors as soon as you saw me... You looked tired and like a hospital patient the day before, I told you to go if need be and it broke me ...24 hours later you were you again!! Or so I thought... Standing in front of you with my arm ALL the way inside one of the little doors, you on my arm wanting to be picked up, I couldn't, you needed the oxygen, but was satisfied with how I was able to "hold" you, talking to the Dr. then for the 3rd time (& only w/ me around) your head and eyes rolled, I ran so the team could pull your limp body out, I heard that terrible scream that was heard 2 1/2 years before when you were pulled under nannys fence by the neighboring dog, the day I rushed you to MLAH for the first time, they had to remove your front left leg and shoulder, that scream was you fighting cardiac arrest to stay with mama, that scream and your weight in my arms the 2 times before the last time in your oxygen chamber I WILL NEVER FORGET & ITS THE WORST MEMORY EVER!! Doc found me in her office, the only place I had to run into to tell me it's time to make that decision and she knew I NEEDED TO BE THERE IN YOUR FACE IF IT CAME TO WHAT IT CAME TO... I walked out to you, you looked at me like you always did, such love, like I was the only person in the world, panting per-usual, looking at that point like you knew it was time to meet Ernie, your fur-cat-brother, at the Rainbow Bridge... I saw the sadness in your eyes just enough, it was that little bit you couldn't hide from me, I kissed your face and looked into your eyes telling you thru a broken, shattered heart & countless tears THANK YOU, TY FOR BEING MY BEST LITTLE FOR ALMOST 12 YEARS and how much daddy loves u, Max (ur human brother) loves you, nanny, Titi Rachel, Uncle (baby) Todd loves you and Bailey your literal litter sister (nannys fur-baby) loves you.. I screamed it as Dr. Janson started to plunge the first needle and didn't stop until after the second needle and conformation that your heart no longer beat on this side of heaven...

Missing you,

Elisa *mama*

My sweet Gunnar,

My sweet boy,

I cannot even begin to process you no longer being here with me, every day feels like a nightmare that I cannot seem to wake up from. I never realized that losing you was going to be the worst thing I will ever have endured in my life but it has been the worst experience. To many people you we're just a ferret, but to me you were my whole world, my best friend, my soul animal and the best cuddle buddy that I could of ever asked for. Your absence has been the heaviest thing I have ever had to carry and most days I don't know if I can make it out of this even though it's been 136 days now. The holidays we're so hard because your stocking was left untouched and the new lamb chop toy is still sitting in there... as if you'll be back to open it. The new year started and I think that's been the hardest thing for me right now because 2025 was the last year you were alive in and now I feel like i've had to leave you in the past and I cannot accept that. This year and for the rest of my life I will no longer get to celebrate your birthdays with you, no more surprising you with a new lamb chop toy every week, no watching you stash all of your new toys so the others won't touch them, no more watching you thrash around your lambs like a little puppy dog, no more cuddle sessions everyday like we used to, no more laying you on my chest and feeling your little heartbeat on mine. I just wish we had more time together but I knew that you could no longer fight the Adrenal Disease and the tumor anymore and somehow I feel like I failed you.... I always have to ask myself " should I have demanded surgery even though they said you were high risk" I always wonder if I would of had them attempt surgery to remove the tumor... would you still be here? would we have had more time together? From the time they found the 3.5 cm tumor and the time you stopped fighting was 3 months apart and I did everything I could at home to keep you comfortable and to make you know that you were so loved but I know that you knew how much I love you and you made sure to love me right back and i'm forever grateful to have had the opportunity to watch you grow from baby (3 months old) to 5 years old despite all the challenges you had throughout your life. The day we brought you in to cross the rainbow bridge on August 22, 2025 @ 10 A.M will forever haunt my memories. I know your other mom wanted to bring you alone because she knew this was going to traumatize me but I could and would never do that to you, I could not let you my boy leave this world without me by your side. I was your person and I would not do that to you. I would suffer the rest of my life as long as you knew I was there until the very end and I was and I would do it a million times over. You stared at me until your very last breath and that's when I died inside. Your brother Gomez also misses you so much, he still searches for you and i've seen him stuck in the same funk but after all he lost his bonded pair so I understand the loss he is feeling. I hope that you are up there in rainbow heaven pain free and able to run like you used too before the tumor made it hard for you to get out of bed. I wake up with a broken heart and go to bed carrying the same weight. 💔 Some losses don’t heal, they just change the way you live, the way you breathe. Loving you left a mark that time can’t erase. I will carry this love, and this loss, with me always. Until we meet again my sweet boy, I will miss you until my dying day and i'll love you for eternity. Thank you for making me feel wanted, it felt so good to be your comfort because you were mine.

Love,

Caitlin (your mama)

To my queen, Kira,

I'm so sorry. I promised I wouldn't rush the decision. Just that morning you looked cozy in your sphynx pose, looking up at me with clear, bright eyes. It's like you didn't mind at all that your back legs didn't work anymore. I carried you everywhere and you nuzzled and loved on me like it was no bother to you. I would have quit my job and never slept again if it was possible for me to just carry you like that everywhere. How much more time would we have had? 22 years and 9 months is not enough. So I took you in, and the doctor said there's nothing more to do. No more meds to try. It could have been a month or a day till you started to actually look like you were suffering. I could wait till your pain was out of control, or I could do it now and then, while you still had some ability to focus and see me. So I made the choice not to wait till your suffering was so bad that it was obvious, or I come home to find you fallen or stuck for hours. And then once the decision was made that it was time... I rushed it. We were both there at the doctor's office. I didn't feel like I could come back to do it later. It took about an hour and a half, I cried and held you, you had no idea what was coming. I knew it was a possibility though, that's why I wrapped you thoughtfully in a blanket this time to take you there. I gave you your last treats. You fell asleep on my arms, and then it was over. Biggest regret of my life. I should have taken home some medication and taken just one more night with you. Why didn't I do that? I will regret it for the rest of my life. How could I do that to you? To both of us? How could I not give us one more night together for a proper goodbye? Spend the night cuddling you like we both deserved? I miss you so much, my heart is exploding with pain. You were the light and the color in my life. You saved my life over and over, loved me when there was no love in my life, the only family and companion of my upbringing that lasted. It will never be the same without you, my queen. I hope I did the right thing. I love you so much. I miss you like no one would ever believe. Goodbye, my love. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

Love,

Tal

My dearest Samantha B.,

It hasn’t even been 48 hours but I can’t believe you are gone. It happened so quick but I’m glad I was with you. I want to walk downstairs and see you perched on the door of the “big cage”, but if I go down it will just be empty and quiet. Your food is still in the dish. I try to imagine you sitting quietly on the perch behind me, but I know you aren’t. I miss you so much. When you flew over the rainbow bridge you took my heart with you. I wish I could sing you our song one more time while giving you scritchies- “Sometimes the B. stands for beautiful, and sometimes the B. is for boisterous, and sometimes the B. is just for b*tchy, Samantha B. Bird.” Really, the B. stood for best friend. I miss you and hope that when my time to leave comes you’ll be there to greet me. I love you always my dear friend.

Love,

Your human Chris