March 25, 2018 - February 02, 2026

Age: 8

In Loving Memory of Striker (2018–February 2, 2026) With heavy hearts, we announce the passing of our beloved cat, Striker, who left this world on February 2, 2026, at 3:30 a.m. Born in 2018, Striker spent his years filling our home with love, laughter, and endless personality. Striker was truly one of a kind. He was goofy in the way only he could be—always finding himself in funny situations, making us laugh when we least expected it. He was incredibly loving, seeking out affection and comfort, yet he could also be a handful, keeping everyone on their toes with his mischievous streak. Life with Striker was never dull, and that was exactly what made him so special. He was deeply loved not only by his immediate family but by everyone who had the chance to meet him. Striker had a way of winning hearts effortlessly, leaving a lasting impression with his charm and expressive spirit. He gave unconditional love and asked only for warmth, care, and companionship in return. Striker is survived by his brother, Oreo, who shared countless moments by his side; his cousins Fiji, Rajah, Peaches, Doja, and Sancho; his devoted dad, Uriel; and his loving aunt, Elizsa. He was an important part of a family bound by love, and his absence is felt deeply. Though Striker is no longer physically with us, his memory lives on in every quiet moment, every familiar sound, and every place he loved to rest. He leaves behind paw prints on our hearts that time can never erase. Striker will be forever missed, forever cherished, and forever loved.

January 01, 2018 - January 08, 2025

Age: 7

In loving memory of Izzy, 1/1/18 - 1/8/26, Izzy was a cherished companion who brought joy, warmth, and love every day. Though her life was far too short and she had to battle illness along the way, her bravery and unwavering spirit inspired all who loved her. She was a wonderful cat who will be deeply missed by everyone who knew her.

December 31, 1969 - December 27, 2025

Age: 56

He will be missed

August 05, 2013 - October 17, 2025

Age: 12

Dear Josie, You are my best friend, and I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to fully say goodbye to you. You were always there for me during every walk, rough day and awkward moment you were always there. I don’t think I could ever truly show you how much I love you sweet pea! You will always be more than a dog to me, always were. I saw how tired and uncomfortable you were and I’m so sorry you had to go through that. You didn’t deserve it. I love you Jo. Through everything I always did, from Florida to Virginia. There was never a day I wouldn’t think of you and your cute face. You are fiercely loyal. You are the best dog anyone could ever ask for. I don’t know exactly where you are going, but I know you are dry, warm, comfy and not in pain. You are free. What I always you to be. Free of pain. At peace. I love you girly, always have always will “Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care.” God loves you too girly! He’s got you! “I’m so sorry I wasn’t with you when you passed. I really wish I could’ve been there. I hope you knew how much I loved you I know your at peace now

September 25, 2025 - September 25, 2025

Age: 0

Thank you, Casey, for being our loyal companion. We will love you forever.

October 16, 2016 - December 28, 2023

Age: 7

My child and my every breath passed away Dec 28, 2023. I post this obituary in hopes I can heal a year and three months after his death. It shouldn’t have happened as the vet Was not certified to do what they said was necessary. I found out that it wasn’t necessary. They said it was an anesthesia death. My research with the clinic says otherwise because anesthesia deaths are very rare and this clinic has claimed six in the last year and a half. I wish this to honor him. I made a mistake, trusting them. I should’ve trusted my gut when he looked at me in a way that said I shouldn’t leave him. He was a therapy dog. He was half human. He loved everybody and everything and didn’t understand when Dogs and all people didn’t want to make friends with him. My baby was a godsend. I am so thankful to have had him in my home for exactly 7 years and seven days. He was seven years old when he passed. He was my triple seven in every way. He has survived by me as his mother, Cancer would take me before him. He is also survived by his brother Ace. I post this as a final admission that he’s not coming home, The vet didn’t Fake his death and stealing him. Well, 5% of me will still hope and pray someday he gets dropped in my yard, I have to let go. I love you, baby forever and a day. Please know my heart breaks every day for you even though it’s already been over a year.

May 15, 2015 - November 19, 2024

Age: 9

Mr. Gato: April 2015--November 17, 2024 Mr. Gato and I are spending this day communicating, pretty much as we always have, but this will be our last day. He has succumbed to a tumor in his abdomen and it’s now clear that despite all efforts by a committed veterinarian and a loving “parent’, there is nothing left to do. When you live ten years with an animal, you eventually find a way to share the deepest feelings, and I think we’ve done pretty well with that. When I absolutely needed him to come in after a night escapade taunting the coyotes, he would come. Whenever I apologized for bringing him to the shelter to board him for weeks at a time, he looked intently at me, understood and forgave me. Our cross-country trip in 2019 could not have been very easy for him: he sat in the front seat, stared at the countryside for a little while, then slept for 2000 miles. When we got to the cabin in the Adirondacks, he took to the woods like a natural inhabitant. Some tense moments at first when he shot up a maple tree, forgetting that these were not like the mesquite trees in Arizona with tiered branches, so getting down was a heart throbbing experience, ending in a giant leap. He loved music and hopped up on the piano bench whenever I played, especially when Evan came over to teach. We were a threesome. He was learning pieces at least as quickly as I was. He loved water. He would drink it wherever it was, including from fresh rain accumulations, long-standing puddles, water from the soaker hose and even my water bottle. He would walk along the edge of the bathtub trying to figure out how to circumnavigate it but was always stymied by the back rim. Still, he seemed content to end his efforts and drink from the tub anyway. One of his favorite things seemed to be making an appearance on zoom meetings, walking across the keyboard, and often sending nonsensical but thought-provoking comments in the chat. Intimacy was his strong suit and all my friends saw that. He would saunter up to most guests and hang out with them, but he did have his favorites: Amy, Evan, Jeff, Darla, Ernie, Cathryn, Cassandra, Diane and Linda. Even on his last day he sat and purred in Darla’s lap. The people at the shelter loved him too—after all that’s where he came from-- and they always gave him the same spacious room so he would feel at home. Taking him there was excruciating for me but his return home enlivened my heart. He would move cautiously out of the car and before long he was climbing trees, looking back at me to make sure I was watching and then fly off to the ground. When I went away for a few hours, day or night, he would always be at the door when I returned. Then I would pick him up high in the air. “Mr. Gato, it’s so nice to see you.” and he’d give me a bemused look like: “okay, okay, put me down. We don’t have to go through this every time?” Secretly, I think he liked it. But in recent months, there was no such activity. He moved slower but he was still curious. He was sluggish but he still wanted to go outside and explore. He ate less and was more picky but he still welcomed every guest and hopped up on their chair for some comfort and good conversation. In the end he could hardly get up on the bed but he still managed to remind me that the rising sun brought a new day and I should greet it, as he did, with wonder and enthusiasm. But today, his last day in this life, he lay on the bed with no movement, just listening as I read him this eulogy, appearing to pass favorable comment. Mr. Gato tried to keep up with me as I embark on a turbulent and unpredictable phase of my life. I wonder if his empathy made him sick. But he never gave up sharing the burden, trying to comfort me, always at my side on the bad days. The more I worried about things, the closer he clung, until the end. And when he saw that I would be okay—when I won the book prize, and my plans for the next few months finally took shape, I believe he was ready to let me go. Mr. Gato never stopped giving, sharing, and inspiring. Even as I was reading these painful words, he looked at me with half open eyes, never turned away; never stopped listening. Now it’s my turn to let him go. Stu

February 09, 2023 - July 15, 2024

Age: 1

Princess was always such a loving cat since the day I brought her home. She loved cuddling and being on your back she was just always around. She would listen run around and play, but her name fit her perfect she held her head up and knew she was that cat. You had four great things out of this world and I know You will live on through them. You were the best Mama and my best friend. I love you.

September 07, 2009 - June 20, 2024

Age: 15

Magic, On Labor Day 2009 out of the blue, my daughters dog was scratching at the door and I went to find out what it was barking at and there was a soaking wet hairy tiny dog at the back of my door. I had no idea where he came from and he was so matted I wasn’t even sure if he was a dog. I brought him in cleaned him and cut all the Matts out of his hair. He only had a flea collar and I had no idea where he came from. I went around the neighborhood and even on Craig’s list to find his owners. Unfortunately I could not find them but fortunately I was able to keep him. I named him Magic because he magically popped up at my back door. 15 years later this dog would be a member of the family and my best friend! He has seen me through thick and thin, more than any person. I have loving, beautiful and funny memories with Magic. Like sitting in the window seal when I would leave for work. Eating my daughter’s fish she won from the fair. Every time a man kissed me he would be pissed! I am blessed to have had Magic be part of my life. He would come and hug on me when I cried and even though he was tiny and 5lbs he was a trooper and thought he was a pit bull attitude. These are just some examples of how special Magic was. It is now time to say goodbye! I would be selfish to leave you in the state you are in just because I don’t want you to go. You have lived beyond your years and I am blessed to say you were a true friend. I love you to the moon and back my smookie Pooh! You will forever be in my heart! Until we meet again! Love you forever and always Mama

August 21, 2018 - March 17, 2024

Age: 6

A great dog and a best friend. Ghost stole our hearts by bringing unconditional love and joy to our home. You are one of a kind, a loyal companion. Ghost was very smart and extremely affectionate. He had a unique personality that brought happiness to all our family and friends. We have been so blessed to have shared his life with him. He will truly be missed but never forgotten. Our memories of him will last forever. -Until we meet again, Ghost: WE LOVE YOU!