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In
Loving Memory of
"HECTOR"
January, 1987 -
October 29th, 2001
Missed by Cindie Kisarewich
Plantation, FL
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My
Hector, as I called him, was my faithful friend, loyal companion and confidante.
I adopted him from a neighbor's dogs litter of 6 who were to be taken to
the pound. I brought him into my home at the age of 4 weeks old, in February
of 1987. I had never had a puppy, but a few older dogs, usually strays.
Hector has stuck by me through thick and thin offering nothing but unconditional
love. His bubbly, take charge personality only begins to describe him.
He was very unique which made him all the more special.Labs are born swimmers,
not my Hector. He refused to swim from day #1. Not until the tender
age of 10 years old, did he learn to swim. My fiancé (husband, now)
bought Hector a doggy life jacket and taught him to swim. It was a sight
and certainly something I'll always remember. Robert was very patient with
Hector. He would take him to a lake on the weekends and gradually got him
deeper into the water and taught him to swim. Needless to say, Hector swam
like a champ shortly thereafter. Hector was so predictable in his daily
routines. He would always wait for my husband to leave in the mornings,
before sneaking into the bedroom/bathroom area (off limits, at least as
far as Robert was concerned) to watch me get ready for work. I really miss
that. The other two dogs don't do that. I gave Hector hip massages several
times a week, this past year as he developed arthritis. He would always
turn over on his back with the four paws in the air. He sometimes slept
like this as well. He put up with allot from me all these years. Dressing
him up in silly hats and costumes. What patience he had. I must say that
I miss him dearly. My grandmother had kept him for a year or so, before
I got married and wasn't in a place that I could have a large pet. He stayed
with her in Ohio and lived the Good Life. She fed him her " Meals on Wheels."
She told my dad that Hector was always clinking and clanking the food bowl
and must be hungry. He really loved her as she did him. I always felt guilty
for taking him back but her physical health had declined. We buried Hectors
picture in a locket when she passed. My solace now is that I know that
Hector and Grandma are in Heaven. Hector has an unlimited supply of Milk
Bones and Grandma is reunited with him. Both are free of pain and worries
and living the eternal peaceful life. I don't know what to say about writing
a memorial. You'll have to tell me what information that you would need.
This is all new to me. I just want Hector to have what he deserves The
Best. "Cindie, You could not write a better memorial to Hector
than this. God Bless you."
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In
Loving Memory of Former Service K-9
"MALCOLM"
1985
- Oct. 27, 2001
Mascot of National
Arts Club
Former owner, Sylvia
Sidney
National
Arts Club
15 Gramercy
Park S
NYC
NY 10003
212
- 475 - 3424
http://www.nationalartsclub.org/
cards
sent priority 11/9/01
have
not heard anything from N.A.C. 12/13/01
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Malcolm, beloved
pug about town, dies at 16
Tuesday, November
6, 2001
The
Associated Press
NEW
YORK -- Malcolm, a pug who became the mascot of the National Arts Club
after the death of his owner, actress Sylvia Sidney, has died at the age
of 16. Malcolm, known for his love of movies, top hats, and lamb chops
served with mint jelly, died Oct. 27, according to club President Aldon
James. "He was small, but he was a giant. In a private club, you need discretion,
and he never repeated anything he heard. He could keep a secret," James
said. Sidney died in July 1999 and left Malcolm to the National Arts Club,
which offers lodging to members in the Tony Gramercy Park neighborhood.
Sidney was a waif like theater and movie star of the 1930s who was still
acting into the 1990s. She was honored by the club with a lifetime achievement
award in 1990, and often brought Malcolm with her when she visited the
club or dined there, James said. After she died, Malcolm slept with one
of her shoes. Malcolm was beloved by many of the club's members, James
said, and he had a special fondness for Yoko Ono, former New York City
Mayor David Dinkins, actress Patricia Neal, and sex therapist Dr. Ruth
Westheimer. "Malcolm had a very rich social life," James said. "He served
with distinction on the hospitality committee." The pug was cremated,
and his ashes will be kept at the club, James said. James said he will
likely schedule a memorial service for Malcolm when a movie about the dog,
filmed by a club member, is ready for a screening. "I feel a great loss,"
James said. "Club members are very sullen when they hear Malcolm is gone.
There
was no one like him.
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In
Loving Memory of
"CHELSEA"
January 7, 2002
Lovingly missed by
Kim & the Hughes family
plus;
Chelsea's daughter,
Sadie
& best friend, Speckles
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CHELSEA
was
our next door neighbor's dog, one out
of three
dogs. She would hav been 12 this spring (2002). She had a litter of 11
puppies and was a great mother. We miss her as much as her family.
PUPPY
WITH A WAGGING TAIL
You
cannot buy loyalty, they say,
I bought
it though the other day.
You
cannot buy friendship tried and true,
Well,
just the same, I bought that too.
I made
my bid and on the spot,
Bought
love, faith and a whole job lot,
of happiness,
so considering all
the
purchase price was pretty small.
I bought
a simple, trusting heart,
That
gives devotion from the start.
If you
think these things are not for sale,
Buy
a brown eyed puppy with a wagging tail.
~unknown
author
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In
Loving Memory of
"MARSHALL"
August 6, 1987 - July
30, 2001
Lovingly missed by
Vonny Ryan Roth
"HE WAS MY HEART &
SOUL"
This
photo was taken Feb. 5, 2001
Marshall
loved the snow. He was born
the
same day and minute as Jobnet Ramsey,
three
years earlier.
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IF
TEARS COULD BUILD A STAIRWAY,
AND MEMORIES A LANE,
I WOULD WALK RIGHT UP TO HEAVEN,
AND BRING YOU HOME AGAIN...
HEAVEN'S DOGGY DOOR
My best
friend closed his eyes last night,
As
his head lay in my hand.
The
doctors said he was in pain,
And
it was hard for him to stand.
The
thoughts that scurried through my head,
As
I cradled him in my arms,
Were
of his younger puppy years,
And
Oh... his many charms.
Today
there was no gentle nudge,
With
an intense "I love you" gaze.
Only
a heart that's filled with tears,
Remembering
our joy filled days.
But
an Angel just appeared to me,
And
said, "You should cry no more,
God
also loves our canine friends,
He's
installed a doggy door!"
~author
unknown~
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In
Loving Memory of
"ELSA"
January 21, 2002
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Elsa,
my 12 week old shepherd was put down today. She was having such bad
seizures the vet could not do anything else for her. I am absolutley
devastated. I have not stopped crying all day. This one was
worse than Agir. I am going to send you a picture of her. Holly
no further
word from Holly....later...
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