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Wayne

 

Wayne came to us completely unexpectedly. My kids & I were going thru a lot at the time .. and honestly, people thought I was crazy for deciding to bring home a bearded dragon in need, with all that we had going on. I thought I was crazy too! Being a single mom of three, not to mention having zero experience with bearded dragons .. I’d never even had a reptile. None the less, we knew Wayne needed us. Turned out .. Wayne came to us right when we didn’t know we needed him. 💗 Countless hours I spent researching how to properly care for him. I learned new things all the time. I’ll never forget seeing that glimmer of wonder in my kids eyes as they watched me feed him live bugs for the first time, going on all those drives on the back roads with my kids to purchase crickets, his first bath, the kids searching for dandelions for him to eat. He bonded with my daughter immediately. He would snuggle into her chest and close his eyes. We could tell he was different than other bearded dragons. We could also tell, he wasn’t completely healthy … we knew he was sick. Looking back now, at the last year of his life .. it truly brings me to tears. He really perked up that last year, it’s like he knew this was it so he better live it up. We completely re-did his entire terrarium. We would try new foods with him, and we all laughed as he tried sweet potato puree for the first time. His mouth was covered in baby food and I swear he was smiling ear to ear. He loved taking baths. Looking back on it I realize, caring for him was healing me. Waynard, thanks for the adventure, the laughs and the tears. Thanks for being such a trooper. I am so glad we got the privilege of loving you the last few years of your life … 💗 We will never forget you. Fly high, bud 🥹🥹🥹

Millie 4/3/2024

Millie was a pony who came to our rescue from an owner surrender. When we went to pick her up, we could tell she was worse than we were told. We had the vet out in the following days, and she had severe laminitis. We tried everything to keep her maintained, some worked for a while then not, until we had to love her enough to let her go from the pain. Millie was around 8 years old and was a feisty at feed time, the girl loved her meals:-) Millie loved our volunteers to brush her and of course get some treats (sugar free). So, fly high Millie the Pill and go run without pain with others that we have lost and of course Mom/Grandma will be waiting for you with open arms.

Taco Mangus

 

My first little boy. My pride and joy. Everyone says I saved you but, we both know you saved me many of times. You was my protector, my best friend, my baby, my pride and joy, my wing man, my everything! It’s already been a year and half but theirs still not a day I want to call out to you. I miss your cuddles. I miss your happiness. I miss your bark. I miss everything! I still have your bed. Your bother lays in it and whines. I know I have mad such an impact on you but you imprinted on me. I see you in my dreams often. You still go everywhere with me. I miss you more than ever and I love you more than life it’s self. Forever loved and never ever forgotten. <3 your mama

Fidel

We said goodbye to our friend Fidel on February 6, 2022. He will be dearly missed and fondly remembered by his broken hearted Mom, Michelle, his Dad, Rob and his brother, Paxton always. We love you Fidel. xoxoxo

FOXY 4/2008-11/25/2021

My dear foxy went across that rainbow bridge on Thanksgiving morning. She was born in 2008 in North Dakota and she was picked up by a friend of mine who was not able to care for her and her litter mate after a few months. They came to their forever home just at 6 months. They were sassy little demons but I loved them both. Foxy’s sister Bella passed away two years later unfortunately in 2010 but foxy carried on with pride. A month later we got a new pup named Sammi and even though they had their battles they did love each other. They enjoyed trips up the mountains together, camping, fishing and Eventually foxy became a water dog and enjoyed going into the creek for a quick cool off or a nice swim. We added our own kids which took a little bit for foxy to get used too she was more attached me then anyone else in the household. She loved hanging her head out the car window getting that fresh breeze. When her health started to decline in November I knew she was gonna leave us and on Thanksgiving Morning she passed away in her sleep peacefully. Foxy, We all miss your little sassy tude but we know your up there playing with your sister Bella. Your no longer in pain. Thank you At Home on the Range for taking extra care of her afterwards.

Love you Foxy,
Gary, Emilia, Aydyn, Elida and Sammi

Mrs. Marbles

 

Mrs. Marbles graced our lives for five years. We adopted her as a “senior, couch potato” cat from Heart of the Valley. Were they ever wrong! Once she started mousing, she cleaned out our neighborhood. Marbles lived on the golf course, and would eventually go up to golfers, looking for a head pet. She strengthened her hurt hip with all the running about. She was a joy to live with. In the summer, she slept under the peonies, behind the catmint she loved. That’s where her ashes will go. Rob and I miss you very much, dearest cat.

Lucas

Lucas was born in North East Oklahoma in late July of 2009. He went to his forever home with his new “mom” in November of 2009. He was a very tiny guy, weighing just around 1.25 lbs at almost 4 months. He grew up to be the most wonderful Maltese ever. He was loving, protective, playful, funny, and gave the absolute best snuffly kisses. He was a snuggly napper and had many lovely afternoons with his mama in bed. He traveled all over the U.S., as his mom was in the Army. He made many trips from Oklahoma to Montana, Texas to Montana, and finally made Montana his home the last few years. He adapted to the snow and loved to play in it. He loved to play fetch and tear up toys. He was “10 feet tall and bullet proof” and always was ready to take on the world. As hard as it was to be with you at the end, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. It was so important to me to make sure you weren’t alone, that you KNEW how much you were loved. Every thing feels so empty without you here Luca. Your waggly tail and little bark is missing. I miss seeing your eyes, looking at me so intently. I miss you teasing the other dogs with your treats. I miss you forever. I hope you know how much you were loved. I hope we meet again.

 

Jethro Thomas McCarthy

Jethro Thomas McCarthy

11/25/2009 ~ 01/ 01/2021
We lost our sweet boy Jethro on January 1st, 2021.
It was unexpected and happened so fast that the pain was terrible. We have lost 3 Precious Golden’s starting in May 2019. We are left with Jethro’s sister Jaydin. I feel so bad for Jaydin being left alone after being raised with her Mom, Aunt & brother. I totally believe she knows what it is to mourn. We are trying to remember all the things Jethro did that made us smile. I think the hardest part is coming home the first time and Jethro wasn’t at the door to greet me. I’m unable to move the dog bed that Jethro would lay on at night beside our bed on the floor. It’s so amazing how much you can LOVE an animal. But there’s always that one hard day when you loose them. I love my pets with my heart and soul. So each time I loose one they take a portion of me with them. How I hope and Pray I see them again one day. Thanks for being such a good boy Jethro. We’ll never forget you sweetheart.

🐾💚🐾💚

Ruger

Ruger,
Katie and I miss your sweet spirit so much! But we also know you’re running around having fun with Wyatt again, and you’re free of pain. I’m so glad you had so many adventures here! We know we’ll all be reunited again someday. I love you my Superhero.

Moira “Mo”

Yesterday I lost my sweet kitty, Mo. It was her 18th birthday. I didn’t have Moira for very long- I adopted her last June- but she enriched my life in so many ways. She was the best napping buddy a girl could ask for and always made coming home from a long day enjoyable. I’ve had depression and anxiety since I can remember, but Mo made me feel loved regardless of my mental state.
She had pretty advanced kidney disease when I adopted her and it got worse over time. Eventually it’s what did her in. I loved her with my whole heart and I hope she knew how loved she was in her final months. In her last moments, she seemed so peaceful. I knew nothing would hurt her anymore. Her failing kidneys wouldn’t cause any more distress. She was finally free of any pain.  I miss her. Momma loves you, sweet little Mo.