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Peanut Stahlnecker

December 12, 2018

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11 Years

DOB: 2007 - Rescued: August 29, 2016, - Adopted: February 12, 2017 - DOD: December 12, 2018

Peanut passed away quietly at home in her mother's arms from liver cancer
Pet Parent: Della Stahlnecker

Peanut, a beautiful and sweet Pomeranian, was brought into Della’s life when a friend reached out to her on August 28, 2016. Peanut’s family loved her but had fallen on hard times and needed to re-home little Peanut. A post was made on the East River Facebook page to re-home Peanut that same day for $35. When Della’s friend reached out to her about Peanut, of course Della said yes. Della’s intention was to foster Peanut until Rescue could find her a forever home. 

The next day Della drove to Sioux City to pick up Peanut. On August 30, 2016 Della dropped Peanut off to Rescue to be vetted and groomed. Della brought Peanut back home on to foster September 5, 2016 and of course fell immediately in love with this sweet girl. The two immediately bonded always holding hands. Peanut was a great kisser and offered kisses all the time. She was the best snuggler, loved to be held and have her tummy rubbed. She got along great with Della's other dogs. Smokey was one of the others in the pack that Peanut really bonded with. Smokey would follow her everywhere.

Peanut stayed with Della until she was adopted on November 12, 2016. Della cried when she left Peanut because Peanut was staring longingly at Della from the door as she drove away. Della didn’t realize until that moment how much she had fallen in love with Peanut and Peanut had loved her. It didn’t work out with the adoptive family and it was meant to be that Peanut was returned to Della. Peanut was officially adopted by Della on February 12, 2017 where they shared a home of love.

In October Della took her to the vet for a dental, usual x-rays and blood, the vet found that Peanut had fluid in her abdomen caused by heart disease. About 2 months later Della was given the news that Peanut had developed bone marrow cancer. She was on a multitude of drugs then to fight the cancer, treat her heart condition and try to get her to eat. Peanut managed comfortably for about two months. On December 12, 2018 Peanut was seen by a specialist who determined thru an ultrasound that she had liver cancer. The blood draw that day showed Peanut's organs were beginning to shut down. Della made the incredibly difficult but humane decision to lay Peanut to rest.

Della says "Peanut was literally the best dog. One of the best friends I could ever ask for. She was always by my side, followed me everywhere. She was potty trained and never had an accident in the house. One of Peanut's favorite things to do was to run and play in the yard. She was SMART. She would do whatever I asked her to do. She was gentle, sweet and always wanted to cuddle, give kisses and hold my hand. She always offered up her paw for me to hold. At night she would sleep on my pillow beside me every night and she would offer me her paw, we would hold hands and fall asleep. Her smile was contagious. She was always happy and smiling. She brought our family such joy and happiness. Peanut was the absolute best."

Momma's Precious Princess Angel Girl.

Peanut is survived by Pet Parent: Della Stahlnecker, Sister: Sammi Berch, Paw Family Members: Tanner, Henry, and Sully, all of Omaha, NE.
Proceeded in death by Paw Brothers and Sisters Sunny, Emma, Buffy and Smokey.

 Memorial Donations

In Lieu of Flowers, Family has asked Donations be made to :

Positively Pom Rescue
Harrisburg Pennsylvania, 17109
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Pampered Poms Rescue
7719 Wornall Rd
Kansas City, Missouri
(816) 333-2522


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Private Family Viewing scheduled before Family receives friends and family
Family will be receiving Friends and Family Tuesday December 18, 2018, 6:00 pm - 8:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

 Funeral Services:

No Funeral Services at this time


"Sometimes Doing What's Right For You Is The Hardest Thing In The World" - RM Drake, Thank You Memories

Tuesday, 27 July 2021

Gosh I don’t even know where to begin….
Cherie Mollie ChadzI have no easy way of saying this, so I am just going to say this.

Paws To Angels will be closing the doors this Saturday July 31, 2021. I am very ill. I can not continue to keep going for the best interest of my health. My heart is breaking beyond words.
Not only is this a personal loss for me but an enormous public loss for this Greater Omaha Community. A significant loss for you, the family who truly believed in my mission of giving our furry, winged, and scaled family members Love, Respect, and Dignity in death. Also giving you the compassionate care, validation, and time, you needed in your grief journey, allowing you to honor your pet child in the way you needed too. In a way we would honor any family member, treating them as the little humans we see them as and NOT agricultural waste with “traditional” processes. I put in place professionalism, ethics, integrity, and standards in place where there has not been any. With well over 3000 testimonials, my services remain unmatched. I am truly honored and blessed to have created something so beautiful. I am blessed to have been the Pioneer and Leader in so many changes for the better for our pets in Home Hospice, In Home Euthanasia and the States only true pet funeral home.

So much more to say, but I sit here with tears rolling down my cheeks. I'll close on that for now and write more later. I hurt, but most of all I hurt for you the family who won’t have this experience any longer or be able to experience true death care for your pets for the first time. Many of you will want to know how to care for your babies’ body in death. I can certainly help with that yet. Just ask.

I will be sending out letters to our preplan clients and refund them the amounts they are due. Sending out letters to those who have not picked up their pet’s cremains or their memorialization pieces. If you are one of those families, please call to set up a time within the next week, if possible, to bring your baby and those pieces home. There will be other letters going out to cover other concerns I may have.
For any of you who may be interested in buying Paws To Angels to carry on my journey, I would love to speak with you. I’d like to see what I started carry on. Maybe a family I’ve worked with, a veterinarian who would like to continue the In-Home Hospice and In Home Euthanasia Services, or just someone who has a love for our pet children. If no interest in buying Paws To Angels arises I will be liquidating everything in center. I will keep you all posted-on dates for this.

Cherie Garfield Cleya

Thank you to the wonderful colleagues whom I’ve met along the way, for always having my back, believing in me, giving me a chance, and supporting me. You know who you are.

Thank you to each family I’ve been honored to work with in allowing me to be part of your darkest hours, walking your grief journey with you. You will forever be a part of me. I LOVE YOU!

 To Garfield and Cleya, thank you for making my days just a little brighter and being who you were in working with the Paws To Angels families. You created a legacy that many will always carry with them.

To my girls Chadz and Mollie who were my inspirations behind Paws To Angels. I love you with all my heart for walking this journey with me in spirit. Most of all girls THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME, HELP THEM.

"In Honor of Our Pets Who Touch Our Human Souls"

- Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center & Services

My Deepest Love To You All,


Cherie Fry, CPLP

Our Golden Paw Winner

Tuesday, 07 January 2020

Cleya 1  One of the things in life that truly amazes me is the love and joy an animal can bring into our lives. I guess that is why I love them so much. Each pet I have ever had has brought their own charm into my life with their personality, souls, life lessons and so much more. As you all know, our four-legged companions do so much important work in so many ways. Some pets are domesticated house pets, some are medical alert, some are therapy, some protect our streets, neighbors and United States Borders and then there are some that companion the grieving hearts in Counseling Offices, Homeless Shelters and Funeral Homes. 

I am truly HONORED to say that our very own Cleya has won the 2019 Golden Paw Award with her work in grief companioning for pet parents who are dealing with loss and death of one of their own furry friends.

Cleya's work has amazed me for the last eight years... It was eight years ago I watched her climb into the lap of a grieving pet parent as the tears rolled down his face from his loss. The gentleman held her in his arms, stroked her fur as he told me stories of his beloved pet child. The calmness Cleya brought to his soul was just amazing. Cleya has never looked back Every parent and child that walks through the Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center doors is looked after by Cleya. Whether to crawl into a lap, wipe away tears with a sweet little swipe of her head on a cheek, give a gentle nudge on the arm or forehead she is there to lend a helping paw.

Cleya's journey in life brought her to Paws To Angels in June of 2012 with her brother Garfield after their human mom took a fall and was no longer able to care for them. I adopted them both. Each took on a role here at the center in which they took their jobs very seriously. Sadly, Cleya's paw brother Garfield died in May of 2019. Cleya in many ways has even picked up some of Garfield's jobs such as the door greeter. Cleya has always stood steadfast in her work, even with the loss of her brother.
Seems almost every family that meets her wants to take her home because of her calming gentle nature.

The Derek Flynn Golden Paw Award will be presented at the PLPA reception on the evening of Tuesday, March 31, 2020 at the ICCFA Annual Convention & Expo. I am so honored to be receiving this award on behalf of Cleya, bCleya companiong a grieving heartut most importantly I am PROUD to call her my pet child. 

Thank you Cleya for being who you are, and for companioning each and every Paws To Angels Family on their grief journey.

I love you Sweet Pea.




National Pet Memorial Day

Saturday, 07 September 2019

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On this Day of Remembrance of our pets who have passed on. I'm reminded of not only Garfield "My Little Man" I lost this year, but all of those furry little babies that fill my heart with so much love and gratitude because they lived and loved.

National Pet Memorial Day is the day set aside each year on the 2nd Sunday of September to honor those pets who have journeyed onto the Rainbow Bridge before us. We honor our Police and Firefighter K9's, we Honor Search and Rescue, Emotional Therapy and Medical Therapy Animals. We Honor the ones who fill our Homes and our Hearts. A day to say Thank you...a day of Remembering and a day of Reflection...

For today though, take some time and share a story with someone? Speak it, write it - for that time, your loved one is alive and well again; taking part in the tale. And in the telling, you may find yourself laughing, or crying; you may even find yourself getting angry all over again but the light in this is You get to relive the life you had together, for better or worse.
Maybe today you want to memorialize your friend and why not? Our society has given us the opportunity to redefine those means of memorializing our loved ones. No more do we automatically turn to the cemetery to grieve; often times, we are left with a box of cremated remains, and the intention to do something with them... maybe today is the day..
• If you buried your pet somewhere, go for a visit
• Contribute to an animal shelter or rescue
• Volunteer
• Create a garden in your yard
• Plant a tree or a shrub as a living memorial
• Color with the children
• Have a ceremony
• Light a candle

No matter how you choose to honor those pets who have touched your soul, make sure it's what is right for you and your family.

My friends I leave you with one piece of advice to carry in your heart this Pet Memorial Day, it's this:
"Although this is a day to set aside to honor and pay tribute, I am reminded that each day I can and do honor my precious pet children. I bring them back by remembering: It's in the memories that I share, the stories I tell, the photos I look at and the love I carry within. So today and everyday remember to take those things out, and enjoy them - not just on the anniversaries, and birthdays, but every day. Your heart is large enough to carry them, I promise..."

For Love Always Remains - Cherie Fry, CPLP

K-9 Veteran's Day

Monday, 13 March 2017

military man and dogOn This Day March 13th in 1942, the United States K9 Corps was founded; it's now known as K-9 Veterans Day.

As a Nation we honor our fallen. In memory of the countless brave dogs that have gone where no human could or would, who have served multiple tours of duty in war-torn lands, who protected their handlers with their last breath: These animals not only provide for our troops safety but also help them to remain human in the day to day ugliness of war. These dogs are on duty to help protect our soldiers, the most precious of our assets. We send them in first for ask them to put themselves between us and imminent danger.

There are endless true stories of heroism and bravery by these living four legged beings.

We honor your service, and the bond between you and your human handlers.

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Author: Unknown

To Honor... To Remember... To Give Gratitude...

Saturday, 10 September 2016

National Pet Memorial Day

HeadstoneToday is a day of remembrance for any pet parent who has had a special pet die. From all of the pets that we grew up with to my most recent losses of Doll, Mollie, Penny, Trust and my hearts inspiration Chadz - I remember all of them. I remember them and I pay honor to them for what they have meant to me in my life,... the love... The lessons... The life-changing mission that they have given me.

Honored the second Sunday of September set aside to represent one day of national awareness, honoring those pets who died many of which defend our nation, protect our streets, provide care to the disabled and a reminder of the Unconditional Love our pets gave to us and to our families. This prestigious event was established in 1972 by the International Association of Pet Cemeteries and Crematory's. Celebrated by hundreds of people all over the United States in recognition of the important role that our beloved pets play in our lives.

For me today it is also a day marks the day that people pause each year to remember the lives lost on September 11, 2001. Many Americans still remember clearly the unfolding of horrible events 15 years ago, the United States was rocked by an attack on 9/11 by four planes that were hijacked by al-Qaeda. Even though it is a decade and a half since the horrific events of Sept. 11, 2001, each year, the day should be remembered for those who lost their lives and gave their lives to help others. To be remembered not because of the events that took place, but because of the people — the people that are no longer with us and those that risked their lives to do what was right. During the chaos of the 9/11 attacks, where almost 3,000 people died, nearly 100 loyal search and rescue dogs and their brave owners scoured Ground Zero for survivors. Amid the rubble and dust, the jarring scenes and scents of death and destruction, hardworking dogs from across the country came to New York City to help the search and rescue efforts following the terrorist attacks. No one knows exactly how many working dogs were in New York and at the Pentagon that September, but estimates state about 900 canines were there lending a paw.

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Truly, no American has loved us more than the pets who has offered their last breath to secure that which we cherish. Everywhere we go they are with us. When you take your children to the park, when you have a birthday party for them, when we are opening Christmas presents, and walking through our daily routines. please remember, there are angels watching over us. You will not see them, as their hour has already passed. Yet, they abide in the recesses of our worldly perception. Underneath everything we hold dear is the blood of those to whom we owe our deepest respect and fidelity. If you stop and listen closely, not with your ears, but with your heart, you can hear their whisper. As they leave behind a life on earth worthy of honor, remembrance, and gratitude, they unceasingly utter "I love you"

Let's pause and remember the true meaning of this holiday. Taking a Moment of Remembrance is a step in the right direction to give the meaning to the day, a day of observance. One day out of the year for the nation to get together to remember, reflect and honor those who have given their all and loved us unconditionally. It is a day to honor those pets; it is a day to honor those pets and humans that paid the ultimate sacrifice.

Honor Them. Honor You. - Knowing forever your heart will be changed. Remember them.

A Living Love

Thursday, 23 June 2016



 Do remember the day you brought your new baby into your home ? Over time that precious little pet has taught you so many things about life, about love... They reach deep into your soul and climb right into your heart. It's a love you and only you will know with your beloved precious pet. A life that will change you, a life that will mold who you are, a life that will write a chapter in your book. It is a love that fills each fiber of your being. A love that stays with us well into our own years. We know it as

 A Living Love

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember....

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend.
You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter--simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room--and when you feel it brush against you for the first time--it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other.
Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet--and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day--if your friend and God have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own--on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you--you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you. But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul--a bit smaller in size than your own--seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come. And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg—very, very lightly And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lay--you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely to be painful, and leave an ache in your heart--As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when--along with the memory of your pet--and piercing through the heaviness in your heart--there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love--like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow--and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets--it is a Love we will always possess.

-Martin Scot Kosins

The Months of Passages

Thursday, 10 September 2015

"The emotions of raw grief through a pet parents heart"

antique clock 1539249With the marking of three months since my little Doll's death tomorrow, I find myself grieving and mourning but slowly falling into a world of acceptance. I found that these words from a family I worked with resonate with me so deeply that I wanted to share her story with all of you. With permission from Tracy to post her deepest emotions of grief and loss in her words as the months mark the passages of loss:

"My little bear Romy,
Today marks one month. This whole week so far has felt like the one month mark really.
It was a Monday one month ago that we took you into the vet, her last appointment of the day. We had made the appointment one week prior, finally realizing that the meds were no longer working, that you perhaps were actually suffering...we had kept you so heavily medicated for six and a half months. We didn't know what to do anymore, the vet had you maxed out on pain medications. We had bought you one more week with a sedative, a week that created confusion for us. It was a week that haunted me after we said good bye. We made the final decision to say goodbye on Tuesday. That was the hardest decision I have ever made in my life. That day was the darkest day of my life. The days that followed have been a blur of raw pain and anguish.
Was it too soon? Were you suffering? Did you struggle right at the end, when I felt you pull your leg back a little? I have prayed for signs and I have received signs.
I read so much prior to making the decision the let you go peacefully, in our arms. I continued to read so much after, when I was questioning every single detail of the last moments, days, months, even year of your life. I think I understand things a little better now, but I don't have perfect peace. What I do have is the belief that we did the very best we could for you, your whole life, however imperfect we were at it. We loved you, all of us. We always will.
You, sweet boy, were absolutely perfect. I could write about all of your special quirks and sweet tendencies. Every pet lover has so many things about their pets that they want people to know. What I want to do though is describe that overriding feeling that we all have about our pets that goes beyond loving the little idiosyncrasies. It's the thing that ties all of us together.
I guess I can only articulate it by saying you were my 'no matter what'. In the days following your passing, I would find myself getting this familiar feeling that I couldn't put into words. Just for one-one thousandth of a second, I would feel that familiar peace of mind knowing I had you to come home to, then I would be jolted back into my new reality. I would, for that fraction of a fraction of a second in my sorrow, feel the peace of mind that matter how bad the day was, I had the best dog at home. No one could take that away. (Except that wasn't the case anymore, you see.) It took several incidences of this happening for me to grasp the concept of this thing I had built my life around. You were the bright spot in each and every day.
You were my no matter what.
You most certainly were a best friend for me. I think the words from a video I watched say it perfectly, you were my witness, my testament. You saw me through ten and a half years of my life and the lives of the people I love the most. So many things happen in a decade. I am so thankful you were with me through this particular time in my life. God knew that I (we) would need you. (We called you our angel puppy after all.)
You saw a new marriage grow, two children grow into adults, careers change, love, lots of laughter, and sadly, loneliness. You were my constant companion when my days personally grew very dark. I am not ashamed to admit to or talk about depression and anxiety, because it isn't a character flaw. I thank you for being my buddy in that chair of ours. By now you should be a YouTube beauty guru, a Pinterest wiz, and have the skills to write an amazing blog with the best of them my furry little man. We were peas in a pod...Or more accurately two creatures spending an inordinate amount of time in a leather chair with an iPad. You sat with me when I needed you, and I sat with you when you needed me.
A piece of me left with you one month ago, but that's not as bad or dramatic as it sounds. You were a part of me, so how could it not be that way?
Thank you for teaching me about what a life span looks like. It is really something everyone should witness, because it will shore up the edges of a weak existence. There is only so much time in this life. We will have an eternity together though soon, if how fast the last decade flew by is any indication.
Here on earth though, I would have sat with you forever little one, had I not thought (however uncertain I was) you were ready to go to heaven. I truly never minded taking care of you at the end. I savored the time with you; I didn't want to leave you. I begged you not to make me make the decision for you, but it's okay. I am seeing now, day by day, that you just didn't want to go. You were so loyal to us and so incredibly brave. You may have stuck it out far beyond when it would have been good for you.
So, one month later... I have cried so many tears, prayed, relived details of so many events, especially that last day. I know what I felt as you let go, I will never forget it. I will never forget you. You changed my life.
I will always love you. Thank you for coming to live with us, for letting us be your human family. It was an honor to be your mommy.Romy Weiss 2015

Little Romy,
I read an article that was posted on Facebook Thursday night. It was entitled 'Saying goodbye to my beloved dog like a grown up.' I read it through and fought back tears, noted the similarities between her story and ours, and went to bed. I re-read it Friday morning before work, because it resonated with me, and had a cry in the shower. I have been keenly aware that it is coming up on two months. I haven't counted out the days exactly, has it been sixty? Today is the 30th, that's all I do know. And every 30th I'll remember that day, as if I don't think about it or you all day, every day anyway.
I went to look for the same article this morning, maybe to share it, and came across another about a little dog who started turning in circles, and the tears came. So here I am in our chair, writing to you.
That little dogs brain mass caused her to start turning in circles very suddenly, yours was slow and sneaky. It gave us time to really think. It gave me many, many days to put drops in your little eyes and gaze into them if I wanted to. It gave me many days of hand feeding you your meds, which was so sweet for so long, then it became so hard. That last day though, you took them again right out of my hand readily. Thank you for that little friend.
The picture I posted is from one of those days. I had just done your eyes, you had them opened so brightly and propped your head up as you did so often in the end. It was really the only way you could hold it up wasn't it? I love how you were looking at me. I think you felt ok from your pills, and you could see well enough and life was good for a moment right?
The slowness of your illness also gave us time to think about your whole life span, how amazing you were, and then how...

Remembering & Honoring Mollie

Thursday, 26 February 2015

One Year later ... The Lessons I've Learned...

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 It's been a year since you went away. Time seems to move so fast, but yet stand still. Feels just like the day before yesterday and in many ways it still doesn't feel real. There are times when I still expect to see you at the door when I come home or worry about stepping on you because you were always under my feet. One year later, I still cry. My heart still has moments when I can’t believe it. I still miss you. I still want you back. One year later, the absence is still felt, and my heart has a hole in it that nobody could ever fill. However, one year later, I can finally say that despite all of that,  I’m doing good.

One Year later, a lesson Mollie taught me was about time "they say that time heals all wounds." Well, I’m here to tell you that I am not a fan of that quote, Time does not heal all wounds. However, I will say that time is a gift, and it is not time that heals your wounds, it is what you do with time that helps you heal. I will also say that over the year I’ve come to learn (and accept) that there are certain heartaches that will never fully go away. This is one of them. So, let me say this about what time has done for me. Time, is a gift that I am so very grateful for. Time has taught me how to live with the pain. Time has taught me how to cope. There is not a day that goes by that I don’t think about Mollie or miss her. That will never change. What has changed is that I don’t dwell in the sadness anymore. I allow myself the moment, but I have learned and trained myself to keep going with my day. I don’t get comfortable and make myself a home in sorrow anymore. A painful memory, the emptiness I feel in my heart, and missing Mollie doesn’t keep me paralyzed anymore. I carry the heartache with me, everyday, but it doesn’t control me anymore, I control it. Time has taught me how to live with the pain and the hole in my heart.

One year later, I’ve accepted that honoring Mollie doesn’t mean living a life of grief and sorrow. I have learned to honor Mollie by doing the things that she liked, going for walks, smell the roses, eat a lot of Arby's roast beef sandwiches and make new friends. I've learned the best way to honor Mollie is to make a difference in this world and make every effort to enjoy every minute that I have left on earth.

One year later, I have realized that while Mollie’s death has changed me, it does not define me. I am Cherie, and ironically enough, my name means, “loved one, dear one”. One year later, I have a special fur baby watching over me and smiles to me from heaven. One year later, I focus more on my blessings more than my heartaches. I have sad and painful moments, not days. I have happy days, not just happy moments.

Yes, my day started off with a heavy heart as I remember this day one year ago when Mollie died,  February 26th will always come with a set of emotions for me that span from sadness because she is gone - to gratefulness in what she has done for me in my mission and in my work.  I will eternally be grateful to her for the lessons she taught me and for being such a large "chapter" in my life!

I believe, with my whole heart, that true love never dies and that true love stories never end. I accept that I am blessed with a love that gives me a piece of heaven, everyday.

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Rest in Peace Mollie "Bear", I Love and Miss You!!!

The Night Before Christmas at the Rainbow Bridge

Wednesday, 24 December 2014

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Pet Parents I am thinking of you and keeping you close to my heart, I hope you can find some comfort with this poem as I have... Wishing you much peace during this holiday season!

- Cherie Fry, CPLP

"The Night Before Christmas at the Rainbow Bridge...

We Bridge kids were thinking as always of you.
We'd seen how the holidays weren't bright this year,
Heard you whisper so often, "I wish you were here!"

We know how you wish you could just stay in bed
And sleep through the holiday lying ahead,
When all celebrate with their loved ones so near...
Unless they have loved ones on this side this year.

But we're no less alive here, on the other side.
If you could just see us, you would've laughed and not cried.
The dogs all in harness, pulling the sleigh.
The cats all in Santa hats pointing the way.

The pet birds all flying back over the rainbow,
Bound homeward in spite of Earth's darkness and snow.
All the pets that you've lost, pets for whom you've cried,
Flying home on this Christmas to be by your side.

If you feel warm fur brush you when no pet's around,
Hear a soft bark or purr, just a ghost of a sound,
We're trying to tell you we're visiting this way,
 And our visits, even rainbows, can be on any day.

But for Christmas we have something special to do,
A sleigh full of happy dream visits for you.
On doggy, on kitty, on winged friend and ferret!
The love that you lavished, we mean now to share it!

We're fetching that love home, the way we once played,
With the closeness we shared and the memories we made.
Our Earth lives with you were too short for us, too,
And on this Christmas Eve we have so much to do.

So all through this night as you sleep in your beds,
Sweet visions of fur babies dance in your heads.
This one special night we can bring you Home for a while,
Your true home in Heaven, where again you will smile.

Over the rainbow you'll fly, for a short while this night,
Hours that you'll be happy, hours that will feel right,
Hours to cuddle and hug us, to run and to play,
Before the return to Earth in our magic way.

And when you awaken and face Christmas Day,
We pray you'll remember your trip on our sleigh,
But in case you forget, just remember our love.
Remember us watching you, your angels above.

Sending love wrapped in rainbows, shining and bright,
Love that will guide you through the darkest night,
Love found in each memory unwrapped through the year,
Replacing dark sorrows with Christmas cheer.

Leave the toys to St. Nick, we Bridge kids bring dreams,
Sweet visits to remind you all is not as it seems
When you look all around you with tired Earthly eyes.
If you saw as we do, there'd be joy and surprise.

There are fur angels waiting by those Christmas trees,
Always there for you and hearing your pleas.
We're never more than a thought away from your home,
You're never forgotten, you're never alone.

Nor are we alone here, with our Rainbow Bridge friends.
We know only joy here, the celebrating never ends,
And after our reunions with you Christmas Eve,
We Bridge kids will party like you'd never believe.

But we'll slip away often to be by your side.
Sitting there watching you, eyes open wide,
Praying you'll be able to catch a glimpse of us, too.
But whether or not you see us - Merry Christmas to you!"

- Cindy Morgan (2007)

Today, 6 Months Already?

Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Mollie fry - CopySeems just like yesterday that Mollie crossed to the Rainbow Bridge, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't still miss her terribly and wish she were here. My home still feels so empty and I still seem to look down at times to make sure I don't step on her because she followed me everywhere. Her medication is still sitting out, I look at it yet and for a quick second think "I need to give this to her". Then there is that realization that she is not here anymore and I sigh followed by the words "I miss you Bear" and I move on about my day.

Will the time get easier? Yes, and in many ways it has, but I've learned to focus my grief into honoring her life and sharing in her stories because what brings peace to my heart today; is to sit down and tell a "Mollie" story. I smile at her memory and I have a warmth that comes to my heart when I can look back and be proud of the life lessons she taught to me and all I love that she gave me daily for sixteen years. I know as time continues to move forward as it always does that each day will be a little brighter and my heart will continue to explode with the joy my child with a fur coat brought to my life.

Mollie is also my reason for expanding my pet loss services now to include "Pet Hospice" There are so many things we as pet parents can learn about... the final months even days in our pets life. Signs and symptoms to look for that are not always discussed. My Mollie received wonderful care with her Doctor and her medications helped sustain her life a little longer, but looking back on what I've learned lately through studying about hospice was that she was in pain and was suffering beyond what the meds could do and she was truly uncomfortable, I had no idea...I didn't know what to look for... or ask about... Mollie will be my guiding light as I walk a family through the "end of life" with their fur-baby.

 The biggest lesson I've learned from Chadz and Mollie both with their deaths is to take all that love they gave me and pass it forward. Find something that I am truly passionate about and share it. I am so honored that I have two fur angels that are such an inspiration in my life's work and also for giving me the passion to "Why I do What I Do"

oh.. and just one more thing... for you Mollie "Bear"

 "Goodnight my pride and joy, sleep well... I'll see you in the morning, I Love You"

Remembering Penny

Tuesday, 12 August 2014

Senior pets need homes too!

Penny 2 resizedI remember the day like it was yesterday, chatting with friends on facebook and this cute picture of this little dog that went by the name of "Pistol" popped up, under her picture it read "Due to be euthanized today at 5pm." I reached out to my dear friend of twenty plus years with Midwest Dog Rescue Network and I said "Monica, you have to pull her, we can't let her die, I'll foster her" That very next evening I met with Harlan County Humane Society and took Pistol into my arms and into my home.

A few days went by and I could not get adjusted to the name Pistol for such a sweet lady, Penny seemed to be her fit. Penny came with her own issues as all senior dogs do. The vet guessed her around 10-12 yrs old she was partially blind from cataracts, partially deaf and she ended up having to have most of her teeth removed. Penny was potty trained, but she was one of those girls that if she had to go to the bathroom you had better be watching her signals as she walked in circles at the front door or she was going right there.

Midwest Dog Rescue posted Penny's picture and a little bio of her on their website and it was almost a year before anyone took any sort of interest in her. With each phone call I got it saddened me more and more; people just didn't want to deal with her senior ailments.  All Penny ever wanted was to be loved. Her favorite spot was to lay her head next to your chest and be held. She never asked for much just food and a scratch a time or two. She spent most of her days sleeping in "her spot" on the couch.

Penny's senior moments became more frequent, she was starting to lose her bowels, she came down with Vestibular Disease, her arthritis had gotten worse, she had to have surgery to remove the rest of her teeth and she started to drastically lose weight. I always believed Penny would be adopted out to a loving family....As the days continued to go by less and less inquiry's about her and I wondered if she would ever find her "Forever Home." I knew it took a truly special heart to love a special needs dog and one with a few years under her collar.

Penny taught me a lot even though I didn't know where she came from, Penny  Me 7252014 resizedor how she ended up in a shelter, but what I do know, that on her life's journey she deserved to have a home and be surrounded by arms that could love her and allow her to live out her final days. She taught me what it's about to foster a dog and why, she taught me that no matter what; I took her into my home ...I made a vow to give her the best I could regardless of how challenging it became, she taught me to never give up, she taught me about silence and to learn to feel and listen with the heart. The best lesson she taught me was " Senior pets need homes too" - it wasn't about my needs and wants, it was about hers... her life mattered... regardless of age."   I wouldn't have her for 15 years, I would give her the life she deserved in two.

Penny passed peacefully on the 26th of July as I held her in my arms and said "Your finally home, love you baby girl" Today my couch is empty and the silence so pronounced, but I'll take that vacant spot on the couch and tuck the memories away in my heart because in the end Penny found her "Forever Home" and her "Forever Heart"

Rest In Peace Penny, Rest In Peace...

Photos by:  Paws & Whiskers Photography

In Loving Memory

Saturday, 26 July 2014

Frosty & Lloyd Johnson

Lloyd  Frosty - resized"This day is remembered and quietly kept
No words are needed, we shall never forget
For those we love don't go away
They walk beside us every day
Unseen and unheard, but always near
So loved, so missed, and so very dear."

Time seems to pass so quickly, it was one year ago today as I stood by the Johnson/Kraemer family when they said their goodbyes to little Frosty. A ragdoll cat mischievous but, deeply loved... The last link to Lloyd's beloved wife Diane who passed only one year earlier. In the days to follow I visited with Lloyd at the care center he lived at walking him through his grief journey. Frosty was his world... Lloyd was devastated. The next few months to follow were hard, Lloyd's daily routine was broken, his will to get up in the morning became a challenge. And just six months ago today I received a call from the family saying Lloyd had passed away. My heart broke deeply for this family. The visitation was to follow, the night of; I went to be with the family and pay my respects. I remember sharing and honoring these two precious lives just like it was yesterday. Both have taken a special place in my heart...  

Time has a way of helping our hearts heal from the grief, but it never diminishes the love and memories.

Today, I am holding the Johnson / Kraemer Family close and thinking of them. Honoring the Memories and Celebrating that Frosty and Lloyd lived and loved.

Rest in Peace Frosty,

 (2006 - 7/26/2013)

                Rest in Peace Lloyd,

                (1/16/1929 - 1/26/2014)

                                                Rest in Peace...

Oh Good Grief...

Tuesday, 24 June 2014

Grief Ranking,  will we ever accept pet loss grief ?

Grief Ranking - resizedFor any one that truly loves a pet will face the agonizing grief when their precious pet dies. It breaks my heart terribly when I have a family look me straight in the eyes and say to me "I can't buy that piece of jewelry I want because NO ONE understands my loss, so I will honor my Cleo in the privacy of my own home." or " It's been almost two years since my little Delbert passed and I still haven't told anyone at work yet." 

Unfortunately grief ranking has been going on for far to long in our society, I would love to blame that 38% that doesn't understand the human animal bond but it's not just them. It comes from our co-workers, our friends, our family , pet owners, pet care professionals and yes, we even do it to ourselves. For me, my grief is REAL..., losing Chadz almost five years ago, Trust a year ago; still brings tears to my  eyes and with the recent passing of Mollie my grief is still so raw. Do I talk about it? Yes, but to only a select few, the few who understand... Even though our society has accepted the pet into the family they haven't accepted pet loss grief as normal. I believe in time this too will change, but with these changes comes education. This just goes to show me that I still have a lot of work to do in this community when it comes to grief and loss.

Grief ranking in pet loss starts long before the pet even passes and comes in so many forms, it starts for the family whose pet may have run away or became lost, it starts with the diagnosis that my pet is going to die, it starts with the pet care professional who doesn't inform you of the support that is out there or the options available before the death occurs. It happens when we choose for others their death care. I've seen people turn their heads at the tears. I have found myself turning away from others who have said "When are you getting another dog?" or" it was just a cat, get over it!" We are even ranked on our grief depending on what kind of animal it is.  I've heard it said "but my friend just lost her mother, that is far more important than my loss."  or "It's been six months, shouldn't she be over it by now?"

I should never be shamed for loving my pets. I should never be judged for what I may or may not need. When a bond is broken; grief will happen. Grief is grief and deserves the care and attention of anyone that is experiencing loss. I need to know that I can feel good about sharing my feelings, I need to know that my grief is normal, I need a safe place to do that.

My heart has been broken, my pet family member is gone... there is an absence in my  home,  I yearn to have each one that I loved close again.

Don't rank my grief, simply stand beside me...

hold my hand...


Be my friend... because in the end it's all I really need from you.

A Lesson in Unconditional Love

Friday, 02 May 2014

Linette  TahluluOur pets teach so much without saying a word...

 In life I have relationships, ones with family, ones with friends,and even loves. I live much of my life through the relationships I have, yet the deepest of bonds that I seem to share comes from the relationship I share with my special pets. For me, on the toughest of days coming home from a long day or carrying a heavy heart for a family who suffered the loss of one of their precious pets, my fur babies are there to greet me with warm kisses and a joyous wagging tail.

Our pets create such a spirit of forever love in our hearts that it amazes me every time I think about it.  It does not matter if the pet is living or deceased, the discussion of this love will reach deep down into a person´s heart and bring about such a rainbow of colorful emotions to re-call this love - or to relay it in a present tense.

This is why we need pets. They do something for us that rarely a human companion can do. I know no matter how messy life gets, no matter how many mistakes I make or how often I make them, regardless of my looks, income or social standing, my pets never judge me, they always think I am wonderful and they love me with all their hearts.

Through the unconditional love of our pets, we learn what true loyalty is, what true acceptance is and what true companionship is. This unconditional love is a true gift: one we may not always deserve but one that is always there. More amazing still, is the love that pets and owners feel for each other lasts a lifetime. This is the ideal love humans strive for, but often fail at. Oh, the lessons of love our pets teach us, if only we would use those lessons in our everyday lives we would all be better people.

"Humans break our hearts all the time, Pets break our hearts only once." - Coleen Ellis

Paws To Angels Supports Muscular Dystrophy Association (MDA)

Monday, 21 April 2014

Vendor table MDA Lock-up

Believe it or not, I'm going to jail and I need your help. " on Wednesday April 23rd. While it's not a real jail, it's even more important as I'm raising bail to help children and adults with muscle disease in my community who are supported by the vital work of the Muscular Dystrophy Association (MDA). I might not be able to rely on good behavior to get out so that's why I need your help - I need you to donate to my bail!  I know that together we'll Make a Muscle and Make a Difference in the fight against muscle disease. I've been charged with having "A Big Heart" My bail is set at $1600, and I need your help to reach my bail goal. Your donation will help put me over the top.  If you could please make a donation of $ 25 or more to help me send two kids to camp it would be greatly appreciated. All gift donations are tax deductable.

 Because of your support, MDA is able to continually provide help and hope to tens of thousands of children and adults living with neuromuscular disease. Donations from the Lock-Up will support local families and guarantee that MDA can continue its mission to find treatments and cures, as well as provide vital services.

Click on the link provided here to donate :

As Paws To Angels was founded on Love, Respect, and Dignity we hold true to those words as we are here to help families and to help other people, we make a difference in society, we feel good about ourselves. donating and giving of our time is the perfect opportunity to make a difference. I know by making a difference in someone’s life, I am leaving behind a legacy.

"If there be any truer measure of a man than by what he does, it must be by what he gives"                                                                                                                                                                     - Robert South

The Importance of Family Rituals

Thursday, 10 April 2014

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Is it acceptable to do the rituals that are important to us with other deaths in our family for our pets? I face this question often from families and I in turn am honoring my Mollie this weekend with a full Celebration of Life service. Why would I not? She lived almost 16 wonderful years with me, she celebrated the holidays and birthdays with my family, she stood by me through the ups and downs in life just as any member of my family would.

Incorporating rituals into honoring your pet´s life is a beautiful way to pay tribute to the life that you shared together.  Whether it be a visitation or a memorial service, these rituals are incredibly important in your grief journey and mourning process.   


Our Family Portrait

There are other rituals that you can incorporate into honoring your pet´s life.  They can look like:

  • Special readings
  • The planting of a tree/flower/bush
  • Rituals you and your pet did to say “I love you”
  • Scripture readings
  • A candle lighting tribute
  • A donation drive for a local pet rescue organization in memory of your pet
  • Reading of special poems and remembrances
  • Playing audio tapes of their meow/bark/chirp
  • Sharing videos of the pet and your family
  • Reading a eulogy to remember your pet´s life with your family

Having a funeral service or a memorial service for my Mollie is a wonderful way to honor the life that we shared together. I give you permission to honor your pet in the way you want and in a way that is good for you and your family.

Let´s walk together as I guide you how to have a meaningful ceremony that will truly celebrate the life that you shared with your pet

Her Legacy Will Continue

Monday, 31 March 2014

Honoring Trust with Personalization

In July of 2013, I losTrust and Silouettet my precious cockatiel Trust. At the time of her death I was trying to design her urn, I wanted it special, a unique memorialization piece to her. I looked and looked for something that told her story, as any piece we create to memorialize and personalize our precious pets we want that piece to represent them, who they were, and how we want to remember. I had been working with one of the company in particular. They asked me to send them a picture of Trust. From there they created a silhouette drawing of her. It was just what I was looking for.

Time marches on and not a day goes by that I don’t miss her and all her crazy chirps and silly ways. I still occasionally find a feather lying around the house and I reflect on our time together. I like to think it’s her way of saying I’m still here with you. Today, I open my mail from the company that created the silhouette only to find that they are using that silhouette image of Trust on new personalization options for their urns. Oh my stars I can’t begin to tell you what that meant to me. The feeling of warmth that crawled inside my heart…

Trust’s image will be used by other families who want to honor their special cockatiel to tell their story, her legacy will continue in the hearts of many. What an honor to her memory… Thank You Terrybear!

My winged baby, I miss you, my feathered friend.  Thanks for giving me the honor of sharing memories and years with you.

Rest in peace, Trust, Rest in peace.

Happy Birthday My Precious Girls

Saturday, 15 March 2014

Celebrating Lives who Lived and Loved

Mollie  Chadz puppy 1998Today marks a special day for me, as it is the day two very special lives were brought into this world. While this day is bittersweet for me – with the recent loss of Mollie and remembering Chadz when she was here 5 years I ago, I can´t help but to also remember the days that Mollie and Chadz came home to live with me. Ah, I remember it like it was yesterday! It was so exciting! I became this pet-mommy that did everything I could to make sure they were happy – were content – and was living a life that every puppy could dream about!

Today I celebrate the lives of Mollie and Chadz. Although this is an anniversary date of birth, it is also a reminder that their special lives impacted mine with nothing but love and I have their memories to honor. Yes, both have now gone to be at the Rainbow Bridge but when it comes to heart of the matter they lived and loved, brought joy, and taught life lessons, for those reasons I celebrate them.

I’ll go about my day trying to honor them in the things that I do. They loved to go for walks, for them I’ll walk today, Mollie especially liked the smell of roses, I’ll be sure to stop and buy some to place by her picture, I’ll have cupcakes and ice-cream because that is how we celebrated their birthday when they were here. I’ll pull out the toys and play with my other four legged girls in their memory. As I crawl into bed tonight I’ll tell them as I have done every night for the past 15 ½ years “Goodnight my pride and joy, I’ll see you in the morning… I Love you!”

March 15th will always come with a set of emotions for me that span from sadness because they are gone – to gratefulness in what they have done for me in my mission and in my work. I will be eternally grateful to Mollie and Chadz for the lessons they taught me and for being such a large “chapter” in my life! Who would´ve thought that day would change my life and my life´s mission forever?

Animals have an amazing way, don´t they?

Today, Mollie and Chadz – I celebrate you. I celebrate the life that we shared together. I celebrate a life that changed mine. Forever...
Happy Birthday, Baby Girls.

Cropped of Mollie Cherie 2006

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Mollie  Chadz

This Mourning Thing is Really Work...

Wednesday, 05 March 2014

Grieving and mourning is work - but it´s work that has to be done,....

Mollie on her blanket

Our North America culture is a funny one.  A culture where the thought of hurting is more than a person can bear.  One where a person would rather ignore, or possibly even be medicated, versus feeling the pain.

With the loss of Mollie, the pain was excruciating.  To hold her head in my hands as she breathed her last breaths of life on this earthly world were overwhelming with emotion.  And, as the days have gone on, it´s an even bigger roller-coaster of emotions as I try to actively mourn, or make movement, through my grief.  One minute, I´m feeling strong and at peace.  And, then the next minute I´m crying uncontrollably as the reality of the past week´s events wash over me again. To know Mollie is to know that she died the way she wanted and in her terms, with that I can find peace.
Yes, it´s painful, this work of mourning.  And, if I had to chose it - I wouldn´t be doing it.  However, when I said "yes" to being a pet parent, this, too, is what I knew I would be facing.  But, I also know that in doing my mourning work, I am making me healthy and stronger - and am truly honoring Mollie´s story of life just like it should be honored.

As a retired veterinarian said to my mentor - "having a pet is as much as lesson in grief as it is in love."

I also, too, know that in foregoing this emotion of grief - I would be foregoing the memories.  
And, that, My Friend, is too big of a trade-off for me,...
Rest in peace, Mollie.

Honoring Mollie "Bear"

Thursday, 27 February 2014

Today, the reality sets in - the stark cold reality that Mollie is gone.

mollie with cornersToday -I honor Mollie.  Three weeks shy of her 16th Birthday; she was a stubborn little Chihuahua / Pekinese mix.  She was a lady who could be a little on the better then you sphere and always seemed happy. She fought many ailments throughout her life but she was never a nuisance to me. So, instead of putting me into the position to have to think about helping her out of her pain, she made the decision for me.  Such a love,...
I miss you, Mollie May “Bear.”  And, I will forever love you.  However, as much as the tears hurt today in knowing that I will never see your beautiful face, receive all those puppy kisses or have you cuddle with me again, knowing that we have years of memories is what is the most comforting.  Yes, it truly is like the Garth Brooks song "The Dance" - "We could have missed the pain but we´d had to miss the dance." 

I love you, Mollie.  You will forever have a place in my heart. 

Tell Chadz, Babe, Trust, Ginger, and Mickey that Mommy misses them too,... it´s comforting to know that I have six angels looking out for me,..
Rest in peace, My Mollie Girl, Rest in peace.

The Elephant in the Room

Tuesday, 21 January 2014

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“Never, Never be afraid to do what’s right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake, Society’s punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.”                                - Martin Luther King

Did you ever hear or see something that speaks right to heart? That’s what this statement did for me. Anyone who knows me, knows how passionate I am about pet loss, grief and by doing what’s right for the family. There isn’t a day that goes by that a pet parent’s loss and their grief is looked away from. I’m an advocate for pet parents who are facing the death of a pet or who have lost. I work hard every day to educate the community in understanding that “this hurts” and there isn’t a family that I haven’t worked with that hasn’t said to me “This hurts worse than when my parents or siblings died.”

It’s the elephant in the room. The situation no one wants to address.  It’s something that we will have to deal with, but no one wants to talk about.

  • When we don’t give families options…
  • When we don’t acknowledge their grief…
  • When we don’t let them honor their pet in death…
  • When we don’t let them memorialize…
  • When we put money before value…
  • When we don’t make time…
  • The biggest of them all when we don’t give them a voice…

We are looking the other way.

I made a vow to families I would be their voice in some way whether it was to educate, support or guide them what they don’t know. I also provide a family with a safe and peaceful place to mourn. I am doing right by my families and for their well being. I am proud, honored, and humbled to walk a family through their darkest hours.

With pets becoming more like children to pet owners, and not animals, the passing of a pet has become harder to deal with. And, while it makes everyone uncomfortable to talk about, it’s a traumatic part of life that can be made slightly more comforting, if the correct, compassionate steps are taken. Letting people grieve goes a long way in supporting the healing process.

If we must acknowledge life and love, we must also acknowledge death and grief.

Once In a While, Someone Comes Along...

Monday, 06 January 2014

angel hand resized - pawsn to angelsTouched By an Angel

The other night standing beside my vehicle filling up with gas, an elderly gentleman approaches and asked “What is Paws To Angels?” I proceed to share the Paws To Angels story with him, he asked “do your pets rest in caskets?” I said “yes they do.” With water filling his eyes, he said “Bless you for all you do.” I thanked him, he started to turn away and looked back and said “I just lost my wife of 47 years, this world is such a lonely and sad place. I miss her every day. I go to meetings at the funeral home and talk to others it helps, but it’s still so lonely.” We stood in the parking lot as I listened to his story of his wife and their lives together. He told me of a sanctuary area he created in his basement with her pictures from birth on up. “What a beautiful honor” I told him, he said “Yes it is, but I am really the one that was honored” Tears in his eyes he looked directly into my eyes and said “Good Luck to you and your business, your needed.” He started to walk away “Sir”, I said “I wish you much peace” He turned, softly spoke “Thank You” and walked away. Even though I didn´t know this man or his wife, I could feel his pain through his message. His heart had just been shattered.  My heart went out to him,..

The day that we lose our precious loves or our precious pets will forever be a day that is engrained in our hearts.  A day that we will always remember that a love was taken from us. A day that we know we have been forever changed because of the love that we shared and the life that was ours together. We will forever remember and miss our loves,... in their life we find love.  In their death, we hold onto memories and the warmth of their love from above.

As I watched this gentleman walk away, I somehow found comfort within myself, a sense of peace with the crazy day I had. Knowing I’m on the right path in why I do what I do with Paws To Angels, the families and pets I serve. Feeling as though I had just been touched by an angel and in some way I may have even touched his soul.

Words from Vocal Artists Alabama

But then a kind old man took my hand and led me home.
Mama couldn't see him, but he was standing there.
And i knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers.

Oh i believe there are angels among us.
Sent down to us from somewhere up above.
They come to you and me in our darkest hours.
To show us how to live, to teach us how to give.
To guide us with a light of love.

Listen with all your heart or hear a kind from word from a stranger…

You may never know when you’ll be touched by an angel…

Going on Two Years in Business

Tuesday, 31 December 2013

Losing you seems just like yesterday...

It´s at this time Chadz Fryof year  that my heart is happy and heavy, both at the same time, as I remember my “journey” with Chadz. You see, it was 16 years ago on March 15, 1989, that my little Chadz came into this world.  And, it will be four years ago today, December 31, 2009, that she left her ´humanly´existence and went to the Bridge to wait. And, yet, all of that seems like just yesterday.
But, I can tell you that while my heart still becomes heavy on this very day-I still remember distinctly every bit of joy that she brought to me.  And, just like I´ve shared with many of you, we all know the outcome in this world, but we wouldn´t have changed one minute of happiness that we had with our babies.

As the singer, Garth Brooks, eloquently says in his song  The Dance,  

 "Our lives are better left to chance,
 I could have missed the pain
 But I´d of had to miss the dance.”

Thank you for our beautiful dance together, Chadz!

Thank you, for making me laugh. I remember how your little rear end used to shake back and forth when you´d get excited-and you´d wiggle!  Oh, how you´d wiggle with excitement! Especially when you´d see me, your Mommy! I laughed every time or how excited you’d get when it was time to go for ride, you couldn’t get to the door fast enough.

Thank you for all of the stories. Remember when Papa found you and Mollie four blocks away after I spent hours combing the neighborhood because you both snuck out the door when I was bringing in groceries!  I was a mess and you both still wanted treats!!! Thank you for helping me to know unconditional love. Oh, how empty hearts must be that don´t know that kind of love. Fur babies like you break hearts only one time. And, I knew that the day that it happened, it would change my life forever.
Thank you for showing me those souls that feel abandoned and helpless are souls that are special. They are souls that have so much to give to the world if someone would just allow them to do that. Souls that are like yours, and souls that are like mine.  We all need each other,…
Mollie, Emmie, Savanna and Paws the cat hear about you every day…  You will always be My Little Baby Girl.

And, one last thank you. For being my pet angel and for crawling into my heart – here at Paws To Angels. I gave mine to you years ago and I know that I was in yours.  Thank you, for helping me – help them.  You will forever be My Little Mama Bear.

Death is not the Enemy

Monday, 11 November 2013

Doll - pawstoangels I found this excerpt on my mentor’s website done by Joshua Loth Liebman.  It is so profound and touching - and really makes one think about life - and death - and another way to see these events.  Join me.  Walk with me.  Reflect with me on your life - and what your journey looks like.

"I often feel that death is not the enemy of life, but its friend; for it is the knowledge that our years are

limited which makes them so precious.  It is the truth that time is but lent to us which makes us, at our best, look upon our years as a trust handed into our temporary keeping.

We are like children privileged to spend a day in a great part, a park filled with many gardens, playgrounds, and azure-tinted lakes with white boats sailing upon the tranquil waves.

True, the day allotted to each of us is not the same in length, in light, in beauty.  Some children of earth are privileged to spend a long and sunlit day in the garden of the earth.  For others the day is shorter, cloudier, and dusk descends more quickly as in a winter´s tale.

But whether our life is a long summery day or a shorter wintry afternoon, we know that inevitably there are storms and squalls that overcast even the bluest heaven and there are sunlit rays that pierce the darkest autumn sky.  The day that we are privileged to spend in the great park of life is not the same for all human beings; but there is enough beauty, joy, and gaiety in the hours if we will but treasure them.

Then for each of us the moment comes when the great nurse, death, takes us by the hand and quietly says, “It is time to go home.  Night is coming.  It is your bedtime, child of earth.  Come, you are tired.  Lie down at last in the quiet nursery of nature and sleep.  Sleep well.  The day is gone.  Stars shine in the canopy of eternity.”

One Year Later...

Tuesday, 05 November 2013

Honoring Jack

Jack - BlogIt was October 14th 2012 when I received the call: I’ll never forget the sound of shock and grief on the phone the day I met Kathleen and Tom. But I’m glad that I remember that sound. It reminds me of the utter rawness that one goes through when we lose a special pet that is part of the family. The road that laid ahead for them was difficult, but one we managed to get through together. In early spring Kathleen reached out to me and said “I want to put in a garden for Jack, Can you help me with this?” Of course the ideas started flowing as we continued to share in Jack’s story over the months. We picked out a fountain for Jack’s playful yet peaceful soul, a memorial rock for strength, an angel because he watches from above, oh and yes, Jack loved the smell of flowers so of course these had to be there too. It wasn´t physically hard - but emotionally it was hard work. Bringing everything together was something that Kathleen and Tom did, I am so proud of them. Yes there were still tears but a lot of laughs too as Jack is still part of their everyday life.

One year later…. On the anniversary of Jack’s passing Kathleen and Tom unveiled “Jack’s Garden” I was both honored and humbled as the family asked me to lead a dedication ceremony. A dedication to honor the life, hope, and courage of Jack. Remembering past times, and the families relationship with Jack, now gone from us, I dedicated Jack’s Garden in his memory honoring the life of Jack as he continues to give to his family… as they tell and retell his story. The garden is a sign of remembrance, but it was dedicated as a sign of hope. Let its growth be a sign of Jack’s grace. This garden stands as a beautiful and lasting tribute and will stand as an eternal flame for Kathleen and Tom, a place of rest and reflection. A place where they can put all of those things that was significant in Jack’s life. A place where they can let the memories touch their hearts - a place where they can smile.Memorial Garden  Mohrs Blog

The focus of a one year anniversary is not a day to remember that Jack died, it was a day to honor that he lived and loved. Life does go on we find “new” normal’s in our everyday rituals, and the pain of our loss is lessened, But that's not to say we can't remember and pay tribute to a precious pet who was a tremendous part of our lives.

Kathleen and Tom, Thank You for giving me the opportunity to honor Jack’s story this past year and to catch a glimpse of the love that you and he shared. Thank You Jack for bringing your mommy and daddy and my life together. In life you touched their hearts and in death you touched mine.  It´s such an honor - to honor your story.

Halloween - It's Going to the Pets

Thursday, 31 October 2013

Halloween 2013

Seeing a pet wearing a cute costume is enough to put a smile on anyone's face, regardless of what kind of day you're having.

Halloween is one of my favorite Holidays. I love carving pumpkins, eating yummy goodies, and dressing up in fun and unique costumes. For many families it’s about the entire family, this means the pet family members too. A couple of weeks ago I took my little Savanna to the store to buy a costume for a pet costume party we would be attending and I have to admit “I never thought I would be picking out a Halloween costume for my fur kids” but in doing so it truly brought joy to my heart picking out a fun costume just for her. As I tried on several different costumes I found the perfect witches hat and sitting on floor with her I started laughing so hard it brought tears to my eyes, nothing but pure love for my soul. She starred me like “Mom really?”


No matter what you think about dressing pets in costumes, the fact is, Halloween is big business for pet costumes and you're contributing to the more than $300 million that will be spent during the holiday on costumes for animals. “That’s $70 million more than last year, and a whopping 40% increase compared to 2010,” according to The National Retail Federation. “Pets are the new kids,” Pet-costume trends tend to mirror those worn by people. It’s become a trend for people to dress the whole family in costumes, even the pets.” Given the emotional support, connection and happiness pets provide, it’s not surprising that people want to have fun with them, reward them, and honor them.Greta Nathan - pawstoangels


 What types of costumes should you dress your pet up in on Halloween? The choice is entirely up to you. Expect to see pets dressed as tacos, skunks, crayons, dinosaurs, chefs, princesses, leprechauns, flowers, and even as Gumby…. if you can imagine it, there’s a costume. Last year’s top-selling costumes were pumpkins, devils, and hot dogs. Your imagination is really the only thing holding you back when it comes to a Halloween costume for your pet. But sure to draw some compliments from trick-or-treaters .After all, how often do you get to see a dog wearing a Darth Vader costume or a cat dressed up as Little Orphan Annie?

My children have four paws and a tail. Despite the differences between my four-legged children and other parent's two-legged ones, my babies help me feel content with the family I have. They give me a lot of joy and love, and drive me crazy enough to make me feel like a real mom. And to them, that's exactly what I am.

Laughter through Tears

Monday, 23 September 2013

Even in our darkest hour we find the joy our pets bring to our lives…


Honoring Midnite

It was late when I got the call; a family needed my help and support. I arrived at the clinic and quietly walked into the room where the family stood surrounding their precious furbaby, Midnite, a black pekapoo that passed at home in his mother’s Trisha’s arms. Clearly distraught and in grief, the first thing Trisha says to me is “I have a story to share” She goes on to tell me about Midnite and all the quirky things he did in life, with each little story she told; the tears turned to laughter, story after story; she, her children, and I laughed. It became such a joyous event honoring Midnite…

 If you are seeking permission to smile and laugh again, then think of it as a path to healing.  Perhaps you get onto that road by remembering funny stories about your loved pet.  Look at old photos or home movies and recall the happy times spent with them.  There is a place for every emotion when grieving. Laughter, anger, guilt, joy, tears and bitterness are all appropriate emotions. It is important to identify what you are feeling. Just as each of us experiences grief differently, so too do we approach humor and laughter individually.  What place it holds on your healing journey is a personal decision based upon your comfort zone. By understanding the healing benefits of the sound of laughter, you can begin to realize why this is such an important emotion.

The family chose to embrace their grief. Embrace their joy. Embrace their laughter they found within both. Midnite gave her family a precious treat: the ability to look at the present moment with joy in their hearts. When you think about it, isn't that what we all need?  Life isn't about the long term; it's about loving each day as if comes, finding the bright spots and steering your course towards them. It's also about laughter through tears. If we can't laugh during our times of trial, then we won't see the miracles that are right in front of us...even if those miracles are created by a dog.. . A dog that shaped this families life into perfect circles of love.

Again, as with each family that I companion my heart was so warm with love and honor for this wonderful little dog.

We had an emotional time together.  There were tears.  There was laughter.  And, as we like to do in our grief journey, we took the important time to truly back up and say “hello” on our way to saying “good-bye” in remembering and honoring Midnight.

Accept the laughter through your tears…there is a reason for such a priceless balance.

Due Diligence

Tuesday, 10 September 2013

What is Due Diligence? Do you exercise your rights and take the extra steps to ensure a private cremation?

greenfieldI remember when my furbaby Ginger passed away back in 1998 when private cremations were the new way of doing things, back when there were no definitions on what constituted “private” and words were often interchanged like the word “individual” cremation were sold to the public and veterinarians offices; what we assumed were private in nature may have been a cremation where pet’s were cremated together separated by air or even bricks and commingling was high. Through the years and yet I still ask myself “is that really Ginger in that urn?” Even when Chadz died in 2009 I tried to educate myself on her death care but I didn’t know exactly what to ask and who to turn too, there were no resources available. Even though I would like to believe things had changed over the years and more companies operated ethically I still ask the same question.  As a Pet Loss Professional and changing the way the death care process is handled I can assure the families that I work with that they are in fact receiving truly only their pet’s remains back through Due Diligence.

You may be asking what is Due Diligence. "Due Diligence" is a term used involving either an investigation of a business or person prior to signing a contract, or an act with a certain standard of care. A common example of due diligence in various industries is the process through which a potential acquirer evaluates a target company of current practices of process and policies.

In today’s world of pet cremation; Pet Parents are demanding more and are tired of the days of TRUST, they want guaranteed only the remains of their pet back when choosing private cremation. So I ask you are you prepared to ask questions, educate yourself if you are leaving YOUR responsibility of your pet’s final arrangements to someone else?

Ask these questions of your veterinarian also, the clinic selling this option to you should be prepared to answer the following questions:

  • How are you caring for my pet’s body? Can I take a look at those pets in your care to be assured dignity?
  • What are my options in cremation?
  • What is the cremation process for each option?
  • What kind of working relationship do you have with your crematorium or do they just work through you?
  • How can you guarantee a private cremation?
  • What procedures do you have to ensure accuracy? Tracking procedure and Id Verification and the crematoriums procedures?
  • Is there a truck route that is picking up my pet? How often? How many stops are made before returning to the crematorium?
  • What is the time frame until my pet is returned?
  • How often do you visit the crematorium(s) that work through you?
  • Do you do Due Diligence? How often? What are you looking for? Who is doing them?
  • Ask to see their reports of Due Diligence and log book
  • When choosing Communal Cremation find out the disposition of those remains: Waste, Landfill, land that can be torn up, sold, or built upon, rendering plant, or interred with respect & dignity in an area where they will rest in peace for eternity.

Do not do “visits” to a crematory. Don’t call your crematory say, “I’m coming over at 10 a.m. don’t do that; that’s a visit. Do spot inspections. Don’t call; just show up and say, “I want to see what you’re doing. Lift up the retort door. I understand you’re cremating one pet at a time; I want to see what’s in there.”

As a Pet Loss Professional myself I know the importance of these questions, if the answers are not up to your expectations, continue on or if you choose to leave your pet with your vet ask them to refer you to a Pet Loss Center, Memorial Center, or Pet Funeral Home who have put standards in place to ensure Due Diligence is being handled in the highest regard who operate Ethically and Professionally and your pet’s body care is handled with Respect and Dignity.

I continue to educate the Veterinarians and their teams on the importance of who is working through them. We want Veterinarians to understand the importance of handling that final journey in a way that’s good for the family and also good for the veterinary clinic.

The crematoriums that have put this process is place should really have a third party or the clinics that use them doing due diligence, this should not be done within the company, or by a friend. Pet Loss Professionals are in about every state now and are willing to work with the crematoriums to provide these inspections and reports.

When it comes to cost of a private cremation you can certainly ask but, for me and my precious pet children I would rather know that I can be guaranteed respect and dignity throughout the entire death care process versus the cost.  Because, after all, that is what is most important isn’t it?

National Pet Memorial Day - Remember Them

Friday, 06 September 2013

rainbowHonor the story of your pets on National Pet Memorial Day

Today - I remember them. Those special pets that have died and have touched my soul forever. With their unconditional love and their forever-life lessons, I will always remember those pets I grew up with as well as Chadz and Trust. They have touched my life forever and have shaped a lifelong mission.

How are you honoring the lives that have touched you? Those pets who you will always remember and are now waiting on you at the Rainbow Bridge,...
Honor them. Honor you. Pay tribute to those pets who´ve died and touched you.

You will continue to travel on your grief journey - knowing forever your heart will be changed.

Remember them.

The Spirit of a Pet´s Love

Wednesday, 28 August 2013

The Thread that Weaves the Stories

Othespiritofapetsloveur pets create such a spirit of forever love in our hearts that it amazes me every time I think about it. It does not matter if the pet is living or deceased, the discussion of this love will reach deep down into a person´s heart and bring about such a rainbow of colorful emotions to re-call this love - or to relay it in a present tense.

For those of us whose lives have seen that special pet - the one that is deemed “my heart” - come and go, these pets come to us in a variety of different ways. It might be the first born for a couple, the first pet as an adult, the pet that was there during a rough time - or to see the happy times - whatever it may be, there seems to be the one that absolutely stole a heart. The one that even years later will find that tear-faucet to turn on - and still evoke such emotion over the love - and the love lost - that it feels like it was just yesterday and they were still here. Yesterday that we felt their furry love, held their trusting heads in our hands, and gave our hearts to them to hold. To hold forever.

Nevertheless, time marches on - and life continues to unfold. And, while the events of the day, week, month and year continue to add to the colorful quilts of our lives, the love that we had, the love that we lost, will forever be a part of the thread that weaves these stories together. In addition, it is a quilt that I, personally, am proud to say that “my heart,” my special little girl, Chadz, truly lent the color to this part of the masterpiece of my life.

Your Rights as a Pet Parent

Tuesday, 16 July 2013

You have been the caretaker for your pet in life,... do what´s right for you, for your family and for your pet when they die.

Let´s have a heart-to-heart talk, My Friends,...  I, like you, have the utmost respect for my veterinarian in the care that they give to my pets.  We have formed an incredible bond and I know that my Doctor does what is best for my pets and for me.

But, Friends - it IS NOT up to your veterinarian to make those calls for us as Pet Parents when our pets die.  A veterinarian is there for health care - not as our pet funeral director.  Again, I respect my vet and their guidance,... however, it is MY call as to what happens to my pet´s body when they die.  Just like it´s YOUR call as to what´s right for you and your pet when they die.  NO veterinarian should TELL you what to do, or that they will handle it for you - YOU make the call!

It´s also our chosen right to understand what will happen next if the vet clinic is taking care of the final arrangements.  For many cremation companies that work directly with veterinary hospitals, deceased pets will be placed into plastic bags, put into freezers, being picked up at these clinics on a truck route.  If this is not what you want to have happen to your pet, find a pet funeral organization that will pick your pet up immediately, treating the body with dignity and respect.

Now, with that means that you need to educate yourself on what your options are.  And, doing this prior to the death of your pet will relieve much anxiety and give you and your veterinarian the peace of mind in knowing that what you are doing is the best for you, your family and your pet.
So, my plea to you - as a responsible and caring pet parent who does what´s right for your pet in life, do the same for them in death.  They deserve it.  You deserve it.

Memorialization Items for Support & Rememberance

Tuesday, 02 July 2013


Giving my families various options for memorialization items - they truly want choices!

Wriver-rock-paws-to-angelsCan you tell what Conan loved?hen it comes to honoring a beloved deceased pet, more times than not families "don´t know what they don´t know."  It´s my responsibility as a pet loss professional to have these items available and to guide our families in what their options are to pay tribute to their pet.  There are so few outlets to see items such as cremation jewelry, personalized art pieces and unique urns that families will come to our pet loss operation to become familiar with what they can do to remember and honor their pet.

Birthday Wishes

Saturday, 15 June 2013


Remembering and Honoring

Many times we start to feel anxious and unnerved for the week leading up to birthdays.

It strikes Paula as ironic. The day is still called Felon’s birthday, even though he is gone. A day that for most people celebrate a new year of life, to Paula it was another reminder of Felon’s death.

She wanted to celebrate with him, – it was a step forward.

She asked could I actually consider myself a sane person if I spent the day having a birthday party for my deceased pet? What would my friends and family think? Did it really matter? It’s strange the things a person thinks of when facing the question of whether to celebrate a deceased pet’s birthday or not.

Paula would honor him and their life together in the way she wanted.

Paulas-memorial-1-paws-to-angelsHappy Birthday Felon "Puppy" Honoring YouPaula started the day with a Balloon Release and placement of his new Memorial Stone in the garden. She invited family and friends and had a small service to celebrate Felon’s life in which I was honored to lead the service. Paula and her mother spent the rest of the day working out in the yard like they used too when Felon was alive. He would bask in the sun and watch them work. That night she made his favorite dinner and a cake. Paula and her mom later pulled out the photo album spent time going through every picture sharing in laughs and tears. As she crawled in bed that night she reflected on the day. With a little whisper she knew he would hear “I Love and Miss you Puppy, Happy Birthday.” When the day was over, she was filled with peace. I knew that I needed to continue to honor him in this way, and that finding joy in celebrating his memory is exactly what he would want me to do.

In the years to come, Felon’s birthday will become an entirely new milestone. Rather than being one of the “hard days,” it can be a day to look forward too. Birthday’s can become an opportunity to share memories with people in your life who never got to know your pet, as well as those who did.

It's not really that people "celebrate"... as it is that they are remembering and honoring.

Paula’s choice to celebrate Felon’s birthday has been a real progression of changes as I know it is for all bereaved pet parents. Like many pet parents in early grief, the first birthday is always the hardest. Year by year behaviors change with grief. As the view of Paula’s grief changes to facing Felon’s death from the perspective of missing him to (he’s only left his physical life and now lives his true essence of spirit) the pain of acknowledging each birthday will be progressively lessened. Over the years his birthday will take on a different meaning due to ongoing multiple steps of acceptance. That acceptance takes different forms as years pass but the results can be worth it. Acceptance gradually became gratitude.

Yes, our pets may have left yesterday or years ago but on one hand, they are still the pets who made us laugh and gave us a lifetime of memories and love. On the other hand, our pets are now an awesome spirit who still teaches us to learn some major life lessons. Be grateful for those lessons. Sure, your birthday wish would be to have a few minutes to see them with physical eyes but this missing helps create the trust and faith one must develop and two of the gifts of grief that one can gain through grieving. Be grateful that you had those years with them. Yes, the years will never seem enough, but they were what we had and that’s what you celebrate and honor today.


Saturday, 01 June 2013


Pet Parents want the opportunity to say good-bye,...

As a grieving pet parent, we WANT that opportunity to say good-bye to our precious deceased pet.  But, I digress - do I truly WANT that?  No, because what I really want is to have my pet back. But, do I now NEED this opportunity to just not have my pet taken away from me - and give me one more time to be with my precious pet?  One more time to say all of those "I love you´s" and to kiss that beautiful head?  One more time to relieve all of those special times that we spent together?  One more time to relieve that day you came home to live?  YES!

I know - a pet parent wants to have this opportunity to "do one more thing" for my beloved pet.

As a pet loss professional, it´s imperative that I am willing and capable of guiding a pet parent in what their options are to honor and pay tribute to their deceased pet.  And, while I may be met with resistance, I know it´s resistance in the fact that you still want your pet here - and to do what is being recommended to you is the LAST thing that you want to do.
However, this very well may be the BEST thing that I can do for you.  For you, the grieving heart who "doesn´t know what you don´t know" needs someone to guide you - to walk with you.  With all of the thousands of families that I have worked with - seeing their pet "one more time" has clearly been deemed the "best thing that I could´ve done."

I am giving my families that opportunity?  They do want it, trust me.

"Anthropomorphism",... are we guilty?

Friday, 17 May 2013


Is this you? I know it's me!

I learned a new word this week - "anthropomorphism" - attributing human characteristics to animals.  Well, yes, that´s me!  And, I´m proud of it.  However, while some people think that this is nuts - I´m wondering if the animals are insulted by it,...

After all, isn´t it the animals who are the unselfish ones?  The ones who know only giving and unconditional love?  The ones who´s mere happiness depends on us - and making us happy?  Aren´t they the ones who never say a harsh word?  Who never show hate?  Who never intentionally hurt others?  Yes, I´m guessing that they are incredibly insulted.

In fact - I would love to know the word that attributes animal’s characteristics to humans.  A world where man could show only love - not hate.  A world where there was no abuse.  A world where everyone existed together, as a part of a pack that only knows how to take care of each other. Yes, I think that I would rather have those attributes and be labeled with that word.  The attributes of only good and love.  Count me in.

Easter, Questions of Faith, & A Grieving Heart

Friday, 29 March 2013


How do I make it through the day?

The spring holidays, in particular, are family-focused and symbolically centered on rebirth, renewal and growth. This is a time, "When the whole world is waking up from winter- and all those spring cliches"

If I’ve heard the question once I’ve heard it a thousand times – “Do pets go to heaven?” With the exception of a few families that I’ve worked with, this question burns in everyone’s mind. I find it interesting that when we lose a human loved one, spiritual people focus on how good the person was and think that it’s natural for the person to reign in heaven. However, when a pet dies, so many people have an opinion on this topic, to the point of literally hurting a bereaved heart.

I believe it helps a grieving heart to believe in the mystery. A person’s faith allows them to believe in what they want to believe. Therefore if I say that I believe pets go to heaven, my feelings should be respected, and likewise, other grieving pet parents who believe their pets are reborn or don’t believe at all should have their feelings respected too.

The point is I respect the grieving heart no matter their beliefs. I ask everyone to “Let us believe what we want to believe!” I just want to believe in the mystery. Because when it’s all over, how will you really know if I was right or if I was wrong?

Grief During the Easter Season

When you're grieving, it can be difficult to get on board: for you, this may be a season in which you're feeling burdened by the pain of your loss. And that can be compounded when you're surrounded by others who are filled with the energy associated with this time of year.

Here are four tips that may help you cope with grief during the holidays. Please remember that there is no one right way to approach the holidays. The best course is to do what feels right to you.

  • Give yourself permission to do something different this year. Ask yourself what will evoke the true spirit of the holidays rather than thinking that you “should” do things exactly the same as in years past.
  • Be gentle with yourself. Try not to overwhelm yourself with too many obligations during the holidays. This year, you may not have the energy you once had to meet all the demands of the holiday season: to prepare food, to mail cards, to hang decorations, to attend religious services, to plan travel.
  • Tell friends and family what you need. They will not know how to best support you unless you tell them. If you want to talk about your loved one, let your family know that they can bring up his or her name in your presence. If you find you prefer to be alone, let them know that you would prefer that they respect your need for solitude.
  • Express your emotions. It can be tempting to try to ignore your grief so as not to upset others during this festive time. While you may wish to banish sadness during the holidays, suppression of grief is not the most helpful coping strategy. Attend a grief support group such It can be comforting to share your story with others who are also grieving and learn how they are getting through this painful time.

Honor Them This Easter Holiday Season. Whether it is a donation of time or money, creating a memorial, or baking a favorite treat, you can be creative in the way you choose to honor your loved one.

  • Color Easter eggs for them, use their nicknames or those moments that can be summed up in one word and write it on the egg, tell their story! so when you look at the basket you’ve made in honor of them you can find comfort in those memories
  • Decorate their picture frames in honor of the holiday or your beliefs
  • Decorate their bones, put their toys in your baskets you have sitting around your home
  • Plant spring flowers in memory of them
  • Create a tribute table
  • This is a good time to bring in family rituals

At this time of year - hold the memories close of those that are waiting at the Bridge,... It's at this time that I not only give thanks for those that shower me with their unconditional love - but I also fondly remember the days gone past - and the loves that I have lost. A peaceful and beautiful Easter season is my wish for you...

Another Birthday Passed & Celebrated

Friday, 15 March 2013


Another Birthday Passed & Celebrated,..

While she died three years ago, I still remember her birthday like it was yesterday.

The start of a lifetime of love!

March 15th.  A day that I will forever remember as "Chadz’s and Mollie’s Birthday."   As this day rolls around every year, it is bittersweet for me. It’s a bitter reminder that Chadz has passed on, and sweet that Mollie is celebrating her 15th birthday this year. This is the day they were born, new lives began. I met them on Mother’s Day 1998, I had to pick them out quickly because my mom and my sister were waiting for their Mother’s Day gift.  What else was more appropriate then give them this new love of a puppy for their life chapters. So, I picked out Chadz and Mollie and our journey began!
Now, some many years later - I still celebrate the beginning of "their" journey that we would embark upon together.  The journey not only during their lifetime but what they have meant in the mission of my lifetime work.  But, all in all, it was what I learned from them,..

  • I learned not to be afraid - everything needed to be "sniffed" out before a judgment could be made
  • To stop   and smell the grass – enjoy the little things in life and treasure the moments.
  • Life is an adventure - let´s pack a bag and go enjoy it.
  • People are good - even though they start out as strangers it´s only a matter of time before love blooms.
  • And, most importantly, unconditional love and forgiveness.

Today, Chadz and Mollie - I celebrate you.  I celebrate the lives that we shared together.  I celebrate the lives that changed mine.  Forever.
Happy Birthday, Baby Girls.

Gifts of Hope for Healing Hearts

Tuesday, 26 February 2013


Know someone suffering from pet loss?

For me finding a gift for a friend or family member that suffered the loss of a pet was almost impossible. I remember going store to store trying to find that perfect something, it seemed everywhere that I went I found gifts and ideas for the living pet, but never anything that said “I’m thinking about you during this difficult time” So when I made a vow to open Paws To Angels this was an area that I definitely planned on filling the void. People again just don’t know where to turn for these sorts of things. For many words of sympathy do not come easily and comforting sympathy gifts are difficult to find. With this in mind, I have carefully selected or custom designed a meaningful collection of sympathy gifts and cards, bereavement and condolence gift ideas with the hope of bringing comfort and remembrance to those who are grieving.

Even though the sympathy gifts themselves may fade away in time, the memory of them will live on and your loved one or friend who experienced the loss will always remember your kindness. When you give a thoughtful gift you show how much that person's grief means to you and that you sympathize with what they are currently going through. Showing that you care during this time of grief can make a huge difference for someone who is grieving. For a short period of time you can take them away from the sadness.

Come, let me walk you through this journey and help you in helping them.

Hatshepsut Ruler of Egypt Meet Your Namesake

Saturday, 16 February 2013

Honoring Hattie with Love and Remembrance

"Hattie", Queen & Ruler who made her mark in her momma's heart My heart broke when I got the phone call from Kirsten, “it was time”.  Even though I hadn’t met Hattie, I could feel her pain. In part of honoring Hattie’s life, Kirsten shared Hattie’s life with me, with a heartfelt story Kirsten was paying tribute… honoring… 
The time that I spent with Kirsten in remembering the life she shared with Hattie was priceless!

The love.  The memories.  

The stories.  The lessons.  

Holding you close, Kirsten.  And, honoring Hattie and what she meant in your world.

Rest in Peace, Hattie.  Rest in peace.

Hattie's Legacy

People have asked me how I got the name of Hattie.  My “thing” was in ancient Egyptian history and culture.  I had thought of “cool” names for cats before, Wadjet, Senkmet, Bast, Cleopatra and so on.  Hattie may have lucked out because I had just recently seen a documentary on the female Egyptian Pharaoh, Hatsheput.  If you aren’t familiar with Hatsheput, she was a ruler that sought to make her mark on Egypt.  She declared herself ordained by the gods to rule as Pharaoh.  She wore the garb of the male Pharaohs to drive this home.  She was a woman who knew what she wanted and went after it.  She also made great strides in terms of leading Egypt.

In the summer of 1998, I was beginning a new.  I saw this tiny little one who looked at me, stretched, and walked up like she owned the world.  I picked her up and with one hand, cradled her against my chest.  As she fell asleep next to my heart, I knew I had been adopted.  I started back to my new home with a new love. I don’t know if she realized it, but she was my saving grace and my angel.  After failing so hard at life, my depression was at its worst. She managed to show up and give me a new shot at life. This little orange fluff of a kitten that had come into my life got her name from this great woman. The way she walked around my place with such certainty, how she showed no fear towards visitors, how she declared things as “hers” I didn’t doubt for a minute that I had named her correctly.

She was a holy terror at times. While she was my shadow and my snuggle bug, she viewed others with disdain and contempt.  While many who got to know her eventually saw her loving side, she was known as my feisty companion.

To me, Hattie was a laid back lover.  Where ever I went, she went.  Any time I was on the couch, she was there being my parrot.  She’d lay on the back of the couch draped over my shoulder. Or she’d lay on the arm rest with her head up against my arm.  If I got up, she’d double check to see if I’d be back soon, otherwise she would be there seeing what I was doing. There are so many times over the past 14 some years that I had to rescue her from places (behind the couch, inside cupboards/the dishwasher, the covers on the bed) because she just HAD to know what I was doing and ended up there.

The wonderful thing about Hattie was she taught me a lot.  To judge a person by how they treat animals.  I only had to introduce a potential date to her and if they or her reacted badly, I knew right then and there things weren’t going to last. Out of all the people I have dated, my husband is the only one she fell truly in love with and treated like she treated me. She also showed me what it meant to be loved regardless of what was going on in real life.  If I’d come home in the blackest of moods. She would curl up on my lap/chest and just love on me or follow me around, almost like she was making sure to protect me.

In times of sadness and hopelessness Hattie stuck by me and saved me, this is why she was and always will be my little angel. During her time of failing health and upon her passing I needed to make sure her send-off was one fitting of the Queen she was. I know that she would have approved and given us all the royal snub love she was known for.

I will never forget my Hattie cat and her influence on my life. She brought me joy, love, compassion and finally understanding of what it means to love someone so. I love you Hattie!  You are my queen and my angel. I will never forget you and will love you the rest of my days. Enjoy your sunbeam and if there is an afterlife, I hope we see each other again.

All My Love,


Honoring a Friend | Remembering Sophie

Thursday, 31 January 2013

It was early Sophiamorning on the 29th of January, I received a call from a friend and former colleague, her voice laced with sadness and grief that her precious little Sophie passed sometime during the night. A young 8 year old King Charles Cavalier. Sophie was such a beautiful precious girl with white and red hair dawning her body and big eyes that spoke so much. Deb, heartbroken, asked me to care for Sophie and her cremation.                                                                         Honored with such a request I did just that.

Deb from my heart to yours: “My heart breaks for you and the emptiness that now resides at your home.  That emptiness that all of us who have endured the loss of a beloved little pet can immediately feel when we hear of others enduring this pain.  The "Presence of the Absence" that is so profound,...  Thoughts of peace to you as your grief journey has just begun,... . While the pain at times will seem unbearable, the only way you could have avoided this overwhelming grief, this journey, this pain was not to have had the love of your beautiful Sophie in your life. For you see, love and grief are equal.

The unconditional love, the memories and the joy this beautiful creature brought to your life are worthy of every tear. 

I will be here to help you and to companion with you as you continue in your process of this time that will forever change your being. As Sophie had journeyed to the Rainbow Bridge – I will always be here to journey with you through the dark.”

Creating Memories

Thursday, 24 January 2013

What to do today to create memories for tomorrow

ChadzChadz giving the look of "Please MommyToday´s technology makes it so much easier to secure "memories!"  As I look back on the life that I shared with Chadz - I am so grateful for the photos!  But, I miss the fact that I did not have an imprint of her little nose.  Did you know that an animal´s nose print is like our thumb print?  All noses are unique and depict the individuality of each pet!  Gosh, how many times did that cold little nose nudge me - to be held, to be petted, to be comforted,....  And, how about a video?  One that not only shows your pet in action but one where you can catch that darling little bark?  Or that persistent little meow!  Or the fact that when Chadz was feisty and wanted something, and certainly to get my attention, the whimpers of excitement!  Every time - without fail!

Yes, in her death, I am thankful that I have the memories.  And, three years later, I can close my eyes and still hear those precious little whimpers.  But to have had those recorded forever and ever, oh my,...

Yes, Mollie, Emmie, Savanna, Paws and Trust - that is exactly why Mommy follows you everywhere, recording all that I can!  I will have THAT forever,..

How Do I know I’m Really Trusting My Grieving Heart Into the Right Hands?

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Knowing a True Professional

When facing the loss of a pholding-hands-paws-to-angelset or are grieving the loss; knowing who is a true professional is tough in this ever changing world of pet loss.

My name is Cherie Fry I am the Owner / Founder of Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center. I am a Certified Pet Loss Grief Companion. I am the only professional in the state of NE that has been formally educated and has experience in working with the grieving heart in pet loss.

What defines a Pet Loss Grief Companion and Grief Support Professional?

I am educated in all aspects of grief, companioning, anticipatory grief, how to help the elderly, children and pets in their grief journey, ethics, and grief management. My educational curriculum that I studied promotes the highest standards for the final death care of a grieving family. "A professional is a person who, by education, training, and experience, performs work, and promotes ethics associated with a particular field of study."

Being professional means being an expert. It means being competent and skillful, Being professional means being dedicated to your professional development both for yourself and for those people who are affected by your work. It is about being trustworthy, reliable and committed.

• Professional learns every aspect of the job. An amateur skips the learning process whenever possible.

• A professional carefully discovers what is needed and wanted. An amateur assumes what others need and want.

Use caution when you see a company or people promoting themselves in Pet Loss Grief Support. Today people use advertising and marketing words to promote their services when in fact they have had no training at all. I know when turning to a Doctor of Veterinary medicine, I turn to them because they have the proper education, I wouldn’t entrust my pet family with someone who says they offer veterinary medicine, but has never had any formal training.  Why would I entrust my grieving heart with someone who thinks they can guide me? These are my feelings, my emotions and I would not want someone to take advantage of what I hold so personal.

Educate yourself, ask questions about formal training, you deserve to know.

Chadz's Story

Wednesday, 26 December 2012

It was New Year’s Evechadz-edit-matted 2009.  It had been a long 6 months for my little Chihuahua-Pekinese mix, my little baby girl, Chadz.  The ugliness of the spleen and liver cancer had taken its toll on her little body - and was eating away at her very existence.  Nevertheless, in true form to her feistiness and spirit - she held onto that fight until the very last minute...

As she lay there in my arms, watching my fiancé with eyes of desperation she took her last breaths and the light slowly left her eyes. I was taken back to the day that I picked her and her sister Mollie out of a litter of puppies for Mother’s Day gifts for Sister Marian and my Mother. I remember the joy that these two brought to their hearts immediately. Names were picked out right away. Chadz (pronounced Shades) was named because of the prominent sunglass look that she wore around her eyes. Mollie, well she just looked like a Mollie so said my mother.  The next couple of months Chadz spent in the hospital with her new pet parent. There in the hospital Marian and Chadz grew to have a special bond that only a pet parent and pet would share. Chadz instantly won the hearts of all the nurses. Two months had gone by and my sister passed away from an illness that plagued her body for years.  I made a decision at that time that Chadz would come live with me. She was the last gift that I gave to me sister and I knew how happy my sister was with Chadz. A few months later my mother going through her own grief and health issues just could not care for Mollie so my immediate family grew again. I knew these two baby girls needed each other and I wanted them to stay together.

It was not long and these two wonderful puppies had stolen my heart, and became “My Girls.” Their amazement with all the wondrous things life had to offer and the lessons that we learned from each other on a daily basis will live with me always. They both took hold of life, learning and growing every day. Met many people and Chadz won every heart of every person she met. She was “everybody’s favorite” fur baby. She loved shopping, eating, but most of all her greatest comfort was curling up on my chest and laying her little head just below my chin.

Life was so exciting with her - and for her.  She loved everything - and everyone.  We understood each other and spoke to each other from our hearts.  I was in hers and she was in mine..

“I Love You Chadz”

In a minute - I'm back in that euthanasia room.  The doctor had injected the final shot; I was to say “good-bye” to her.  How do you sum up 11 years in just a few minutes before those last breaths are taken?

How do I tell her what she's meant to me?
How do I thank her for what she's done for me?
How do I let her know that I will ALWAYS love her - with all of my heart - the heart that she's stolen?

And, in a minute - it was over.  My precious little girl was gone. All that she was to me and what remained of my sister.
With that, we had to move forward with the final arrangements for her precious little body.  Unfortunately - the options presented to me were not of the caliber that I wanted for my special little girl.  Now, not only was I having to deal with the death of my “baby” but I was being put in a position to hear of death care options that were so disrespectful and lacking dignity that I thought my heart would break into a million pieces.  She deserved so much more in this area of finality.  Not to be treated like an animal - but like the special little family member that she was.

Reluctantly, I finally moved forward with her final arrangements. Arrangements that lacked what she deserved.  It was then that I made a vow to Mollie and to Pet Parents : “That no Pet Parent like me would be caught in such turmoil with their beloved little furry kids.”

Chadz, my vow to you is this.  As Founder of Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, I will be here in a variety of ways to educate, guide and journey with people through this wilderness of pet death care and grief.  I will make sure that it is a journey of companioning for those that need it - and a journey of wonderment for those that are searching.  Yes, Chadz - those seemed to be the lessons that we learned together that would be passed on.

And, one last thank you.  For being my pet angel and for crawling into my heart.  I gave mine to you years ago and I know that I was in yours.  Thank you, for helping me - help them.  You will forever be My Little Baby Girl, My Mama Bear.

Press Release - Cherie Fry Recieves National Certification

Monday, 17 December 2012

December 17, 2012

Nebraska's First and Only Pet Loss Professional,

Cherie Fry Receives Certification

Cherie Fry, OwPLPA member logoner/Founder, of Paws To Angels, Pet Loss Center & Services has completed the PLPA College and the requirements as Certified Pet Loss Professional, a management educational program presented by the Pet Loss Professionals Alliance.

The PLPA Certification, included training on topics such as ethics, grief management and customer service. The curriculum promotes the highest standards for the final death care of a pet and is a requirement for achieving the designation of Certified Pet Loss Professional.

"The knowledge gained from this program will enable me to better serve pet parents who want to have their pet treated with the same dignity and respect as humans receive with their death care,” said Cherie Fry, “It’s of the utmost importance that pet parents know that we don’t take the faith and trust they place with us for granted.”

Founded in 2009, the PLPA is dedicated to providing education and opportunities for professional growth for providers of pet-related death care services. It is a committee of the International Cemetery, Cremation and Funeral Association (ICCFA).

If you would like further information about Paws To Angels, please contact Cherie at: (402) 507-0585 or visit their website at

Pets Are Family Too

Wednesday, 22 August 2012


When they die, they deserve all the care and respect you gave them in life.

Our family has always had pets and I truly consider myself a pet parent. Much like you, I don’t like to think about life without them. However, when they do die, I want to make sure that they are treated with Love, Respect, and Dignity. I wasn’t all that long ago that I lost my beloved little dog Chadz, very little care was given to her body and to my family. I made a commitment and still standing by my commitment to change that.

The options back then were limited, and the options you may be given today are limited by who your vet chooses to give you as options - Paws To Angels will be here for you, your family, and your special pet, providing all of the guidance that you will need during this very emotional time.

Contact us for more information or go to our website to request our FREE Guide To Planning Ahead.

Sasha Phyllis McCord

Saturday, 23 November 2019

Sasha McCordSasha Phyllis came home on Saturday, May 17, 2003; Kathryn wasn’t intending to even get a puppy. But once she saw Sasha in the window and saw this furry ball of fluff dunking her head in the water dish and then she held her; it was an unbreakable bond and an excited ride home from PetLand. Gary met us not too eagerly or confidently in his abilities as a Dog dad. But after cradling Sasha in his arms in the backyard and after playing with her for 24 hours; Gary brought home a special brush, shampoo and a toy just for her. He also brought home special instructions on how to care for a Maltese from his work colleague, David and it was love ever since.
Sasha in her early days loved to spend time in a laundry basket with toys. She would chirp/bark for attention and mom was always attentive. It was a learning time for everyone and we all caught onto the magical world of Groomers, PetSmart and reluctantly, Pet Sitters (because mom had a hard time going away without her baby). She quickly learned the art of walking on a leash and loved air conditioning; car rides and going for walks.
Sasha did have on one big adventure as a young pup to BARK BARK MEOW MEOW at the Mall of America and a Thanksgiving feast at Boston Market. She went everywhere with mom and dad and dictated the entire weekend because she couldn’t be left alone in the pet friendly hotel room. This meal is where her love of green beans stemmed from and it has always been her favorite holiday.
She was joined by a Rescue sister, Jasmine Genevieve, who stayed with us a year and a half battling Canine Breast Cancer passing in October 2012. It was a profound loss for everyone and Sasha felt it, too which is why we said hello to another Maltese, Alberto Contador in 2013. Interestingly enough, Alberto confused Sasha to be his mother but that was all cleared up with the Rescue Adoption of Boris Ivan, two years later. Sasha loved her brothers very much and kept them in line yapping at them to be first in line for meals and treats and stealing time at the drinking fountain. She was treated as the LADY in the house and was always given preference for such courtesies. Many fall and winter nights, she could be found slumbering soundly on the afghan made by Grandma McCord in front of the fireplace with dad. Each night, dad would gently bring Sasha and Alberto to bed to sleep with mom and dad; Alberto slept between them and Sasha slept in the middle of mom’s back.
Each day was that much more special because of Sasha Phyllis who licked mom awake each morning and until she feel asleep.
Each Birthday was a big event and was the highlight of the house for that week with Birthday balloons, special NY Strip dinners, cakes to the Vet’s office and visits to special places such as the Groomer’s with an updated photo. She was a favorite wherever she went – whether it was to the Groomer or to the Vet’s office. Everyone adored her and she loved to give love. She will forever be remembered as a Lady dog. She loved feather bows from the Groomer and kisses from the Vet Techs.

Forever in our Hearts,
Love Mom and Dad (Kathryn & Gary)
Sasha Phyllis: 3/9/2003 - 9/4/2019

Max Massengale

Wednesday, 26 June 2019

Max MassengaleMax Massengale

2009 - June 1, 2019

Max (also known as Moose, Maximoose, Maxwell, Moosimus) was given a peaceful death in his home on June 1, 2019 surrounded by family. Max was just shy of his 11th birthday, which in dog years put him around 75 years old. He is loved and remembered by everyone who ever met him.

Max was adopted from the Humane Society of Omaha in the Autumn of 2008. He was one of three puppies in his litter adopted on that day, leaving a brother and sister to start his adventures. Max chose us that day to be his caregiver. He sprang from his hiding spot in the back of the kennel and scampered over to shower us with kisses. His paws were too large for his tiny fluffy body which only added to his too adorable Oreo cookie coloring and floppy ears.

Max took to his new role with enthusiasm and humor. He encouraged daily mischievousness and used his cuteness as a tool against punishment for misdeeds. His intelligence was extremely high and it was often noticed how “human” his eyes were. Not only did he demonstrate intelligence, he also had an amazing personality that always left a good memory on all who met him.

Max grew larger than we thought he would be. We searched for breeds similar to Max’s colors and size and found the Landseer (a Newfoundland breed). Max was not a full blooded Landseer as his weight topped off around 100 pounds; however, his demeanor fit the Newfoundland to perfection. Always gentle and watchful. The best at watching the kids and never getting upset when they smashed him.

Max’s favorite season was always winter. He would jump, like a spring, through the snow. He would bury his entire face in the snow and take giant mouthfuls of the powdery treat. His playful puppy side always came out and it was entertaining to watch him enjoy the snow more than we ever could. This also meant several trips outside throughout the day/night and chasing after him when it was time to come inside (I’m sure he enjoyed this immensely) because he always wanted more time to eat and lay in the cold.

We have never known a more loving, gentle tempered and tolerant - seriously laid back - dog. Dog toys were not his thing, rather he would find somewhere to lay and sleep waiting for his next belly rub or cuddle. And when he slept, he would melt into whatever he laid on, making even the most uncomfortable positions and surfaces look incredibly relaxing. By far, Max was the best snuggler, just climb right up and grab an arm full of him and squeeze and he would just relish in it. If Max was in another room and you wanted a snuggle-buddy, just call out “Max, snuggle!” and he would come sauntering in to provide the utmost comfort.

Often times, he would make himself more comfortable by throwing himself around and rolling on surfaces with blankets and pillows. We called this “crazy dog” and it was his favorite activity. Each morning he would “buff” at us to get out of bed, not because he needed anything, nope. He wanted to roll all over our bed, but first we had to move. Once he got the bed all to himself, Max rolled and snorted, stretched and nuzzled the pillows. It was quite the site to see and we encouraged it.

Max was a people watcher. He never barked until he was at least six months old, when his little brother taught him (a Sheltie named Jake). After that he would holler at almost anyone and anything, tail wagging furiously the entire time. See, Max wasn’t mean at all. He really just wanted to say hello and be touched. His bark was deep and intimidating, but he would never hurt anyone. He did bring me a live baby bunny once, but I think he just wanted a new friend.

After learning to bark, his little brother taught him how to howl. Initially, Max howled like a time deaf wolf; however, with practice, he started sounded better and eventually his howl was heartbreaking. Max and Jake howled when we left them alone. You could walk halfway down the street and hear them in the house belting their woes. It was a spectacle.

Max took several trips to Colorado to visit family. He loved the mountains, especially when they were covered in three or more feet of snow. The first time we took him, I was worried about him, of course. He had no fear. He took one look, then he leaped onto the side of the mountain right into a giant drift and disappeared into the snow. A few moments later he came barreling out covered in snow, wagging his tail and repeated several more times until he was out of breath.

Later in life, Max found himself a big brother to two human babies. He kissed each one when they came home and kept constant vigil by their side as they slept. Playtime included Max and he was tolerant of the antics. When he was done, he simply got up and walked somewhere else and continued his monitoring at a distance. Recently, Max had the honor of meeting his youngest sibling. While he didn’t have the strength to be the watchful nanny this time, he did shower his new brother with many kisses.

Max holds a special place in our hearts and memories forever. For all those who met him and loved him, thank you for giving him love in his life and we are deeply sorry for this loss you have to endure. Rest In Peace sweet boy.

Survived By Monica & Kris Massengale Family


Saturday, 24 October 2015

Bailey Sullivan 2015Bailey Sullivan
DECEMBER 04, 2007 – OCTOBER 16, 2015

  In 2007, during the cold and snowy December, a baby girl was born in a stable not far from here. Snuggled up to her mother with her brothers and sister, the future Miss Bailey slept and nursed with the sound of horses nearby. Bailey, besides being the largest puppy, was also the prettiest of the brood. As a quiet and timid girl, she allowed her brothers and sister to soak up the attention from all the admiring visitors. However, for me, this baby girl was the only one.
As the puppies grew and grew and grew some more, the adoption day approached; we waited and watched as the puppies went to their new homes. You see, Luanne and I agreed, we would take the big baby girl if no one else wanted her. We were sure someone else would take home what we considered the most perfect puppy. Then, Luanne said, she's ours. I never asked how much 'she's ours' cost; it didn't matter.
  As soon as we brought our new "perfect" baby girl home, she greeted the other dogs and decided she was going to lie next to Barty, except no one told Barty that he did not get a vote. Note, even grumpy Barty was melted by Bailey's charm and persistence.
  Our timid and quiet Berner now showed she was a really loving cuddle-bug that wanted to be part of everything as long as it was not too scary. And, she showed that she was not really quiet either; in fact, we called her 'Miss Idol' as all she did was sing, or howl, especially, if she thought she was by herself. The other unknown skill she quickly demonstrated was her ability to climb. Bailey proved she could climb things like the child gate and the dog pen. It did not seem to matter how many times we tried to explain to Bailey that, at night, she need to sleep in the dog bed in the garage - We would be entertained by her singing, she had great pitch; then within a few minutes she would be padding into the bedroom.
  As the weeks and months passed, we lost 2 of our other dogs, so Bailey had to learn to be brave with just Barty by her side. This was tough being brave, even if Bailey was 3 times Barty's size. Bailey developed a unique approach to being brave; she would just get everyone & everything to love her. Bailey especially loved babies, both 2 legged and 4 legged. This was never more in evidence than the saga of the woodchuck. Barty discovered a woodchuck trying to chew on the blueberry bushes. While Bentley, a new addition to the family, was keeping the woodchuck at bay, Bailey comes trotting up to greet the woodchuck and rub noses. Unfortunately, I am sure, all the woodchuck could see was a 100-lb wolf advancing to attack. From this perspective, the woodchuck lunged at Bailey and clicked his teeth in warning. Bailey jump back, and ran behind the wishing well. From the safety of her hiding spot, she watched Bentley chase off this mean intruder.
As a puppy, Bailey used to really sing when you put her in water. You would think the water was eating her. However, if you added mud and grass, she would run & splash, then lay in the water; sometimes with only her head above the water. She really enjoyed the rainy season, and we always had a stack of towels by the dog door. In fact, we installed a cabinet just for dog towels.
The only thing Bailey liked more than water was snow, especially if it was falling on her whether it was sent from God or thrown in the air by a snow shovel. Bailey was my snow buddy. She was with me while I shoveled and blew out the driveway, and then she would go with me to clear the neighbors' drives. Bailey would greet the neighbors and play with the kids while I worked. She never would go into the street unless she was with me.
  One of winter treats we do for the dogs is to shovel racetracks around the back and front yards. This allows the smaller dogs (don't tell the Corgis I called them small) to get around the yard, and allowed Bailey to run through the snow to tease them. I did learn to make big piles of snow, as Bailey would lay on top, and in the piles, no matter how cold the north wind.
Bailey was also my chore buddy. She was always with me when we worked with Tuff, our horse. Being born in a barn, she had no fear, but a lot of respect, for horses. She would go with me on horse rides and over to the stables down the road.
  Another talent Bailey demonstrated later in life and, unfortunately one she had to call upon too many times, was her high tolerance to pain. We first learned of this skill one February, she was out running through the snow with the horse. She slipped and ruptured her medial ligament. With a dog Bailey's size there were no assurances, even with the surgery, that she would be able to walk normal let along rip and run, and hop 3-ft off the ground. It is pretty impressive to watch a 100 pound dog hop straight up in the air and look you in the eyes. What we considered a small miracle occurred - while we waited for Bailey's surgery, she not only began standing without assistance, she was walking and climbing up onto the spot on the loveseat, and into the car. Our Vet and the orthopedic surgeon agreed, that with the surgery, she would not do better than she was already doing.
  This toughness served her well in her life. Bailey developed a tumor that required removing a toe and part of a paw, and a few months ago, she developed Bloat and Gastric Torsion caused by her stomach turning. She immediately had surgery to save her life, however, Bailey never seemed to be quite right. She was recovering from this surgery when we discover she had cancer. It was in the lymph nodes around her stomach, and had moved to her spleen and liver. The most discouraging news was the concern that, besides being inoperable, the cancer could be extremely aggressive, as it was not apparent when Bailey had her surgery just 3-months before.
  All of this proved to be true; in 3 short weeks, Bailey had to leave us. However, Bailey being Bailey, she did not fade away. Bailey visited with her favorite people, whether she went to them or they came to the house. Bailey barked, licked, and rolled over for tummy rubs; then did it again. In fact, on the day she needed to leave, Bailey went shopping with Luanne; climbing in the car, riding with her with her head out the window, and announcing to the world she was there. It always amazed me, for a dog so big, with a bark so deep & loud, she could sound so friendly. After shopping, she lunched with Luanne and even sharing an ice cream. As the day turned into evening, Bailey looked uncomfortable, so she laid in her spot on the love seat. Again, Bailey being Bailey, she would not lay on the furniture unless her blanket was down. Bernie, our new little Border Terrier, would go over to check on Bailey, then run back to Luanne and bark. Luanne would go and check on Bailey thinking she looked tired and needed to rest. Then the tone of Bernie's bark changed; it was more of a cry. When Luanne sat with Bailey, she was taking her last few breaths, then she was gone. In hindsight, it was as if Bernie knew Bailey was leaving and he wanted Luanne to help Bailey stay home.
  After we say good-bye for the last time, all we will have are the memories. Memories like the time she chewed on the baseboards, twice. Of course, the second time as not really her fault, she was chewing on the baseboard in her sleep. And, always the helpful girl, she helped me reprioritize replacing the kitchen floor by chewing on it. I had to agree; I thought the flooring was ugly too. Bailey went to Happy Tails for day care and the occasional boarding. There she played with any dog no matter the size, and in the winter, she played with every dog, because she wanted to be out in the cold and snow. Bailey learned to catch some of God's furry woodland creatures, but, no matter how small, she never killed a one. Bailey and the Corgis made a dynamic team; she could smell and hear mice anywhere. Then she would lay down pointing to the interlopers. My job was to move whatever the mice were hiding in; the Corgi's job was to eliminate these intruders. This was a family affair; except for Luanne, she did not want to be part of it. In seven very short years, Bailey became a very big part of my life; even today, I caught myself calling her when it was time to do chores. If a dog can be a best friend, Bailey would be the poster child.

Time heals all wounds, but, I know, the memories last forever. Bailey is survived by her human parents, David and Luanne, and her fur siblings, Bentley, Buster and Bernie and the barn horses, Tuff and Pippi. There are also numerous friends and family who will mourn her passing.

Reaper Finerty

Saturday, 24 October 2015

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Rescued & Forever Home 10/15/2010
Rainbow Bridge 09/21/2015

  We rescued Reaper from living alone in a vacant rental house. He came to live there when his original human dad, (name unknown) went to prison. That man's Uncle took Reaper in, however his dogs did not accept Reaper into their pack. The uncle owned a rental house across the street from him that was vacant, this is where Reaper lived. The man fed, watered, and let Reaper outside to potty, but did not spend any time with Reaper so sadly he spent much time alone. Reaper was there for about a month or so, when Brian went to look at the house for his daughter to rent. That is the day Reaper picked us to become his family. After about 15 months Brian left our family, and it was just Reaper and myself. Travis came to be part of the family for a couple of years, but soon it was just Reaper and I again. That is when we went to live at Grandma Sharon's. Even though Reaper was rescued by us from a life of isolation, truth is he rescued me more than once. He was always there for me when I needed him. He went most everywhere with me. If he was not welcome to be somewhere then I felt I was not either. He also went many places with his Grandma Sharon. Reaper loved to go riding in the car. His favorite trips were to pick me up from work and to go to the bank with Grandma. The bank always sent treats thru the tube, Reaper would be waiting for them.
Reaper was 15 years old. He was an American Pit Bull, the most misunderstood breed of dog. He was a TRUE example of his breed- A LOVER not a fighter. He loved most everyone he met, human or animal. When he met someone who was scared of him or held a preconceived bias toward him, he would do what it took to make them like him before they parted ways. There was just something special about him. He loved kids and protected them. He didn't care if they were pulling his ears or tail or throwing the ball for him. As long as he had their attention he was happy. I however would stop the kids when they were being mean and explain that was mean and how to play nice with him. He would get between any kid and any danger he might sense and keep the child safe.
  Reaper loved life, toys, car rides, and rolling in the grass. He always had a toy in his mouth when we would go for walks or car rides, even when he was going outside for potty breaks. I would show him his boundaries whenever we went somewhere and he would not cross them. No fence was needed.
  He would protect other animals too when they needed it. Once he heard the neighbors puppy yelp in pain as the puppies canine mom stepped on it accidentally, he went to their yard grabbed the pup by the knap of the neck and brought it home to care for and keep it safe. The neighbors and I could not believe he did that and how gentle he was with the pup. Of course the pup was returned to the neighbor and his mama. But Reaper kept a watchful eye on that pup after that.

Reaper will be missed by many. He was loved by most anyone who met him.
RIP My baby. You are loved and missed.

Love, Heidi

Survived by Pet Parent: Heidi Finerty, Grand Pet Parent: Sharon Finerty,
Dear Friends: Brian Tice & Travis Collins, and Fur Brother: Whiskers the cat


Saturday, 24 October 2015

Ike Gugat 2015Ike  

4/2011 - 8/26/2015

  Ike was the definition of man's best friend. Ike lived to be with me, near me, to make me happy. He followed me through the house and always wanted to be with me. During his short time here he inspired and pushed me to better myself and better my education on dogs, not just health and general information but something I have grown a passion for, training. Like any German Shepherd he loved to work, loved to learn and do what I was teaching him which I found quickly enough required myself to improve to meet his needs. Through Ike I was able to increase my ability to work with behaviorally challenged rescue dogs, another passion. Ike had many rescue roommates over the years, some he loved right away and others had some challenges, but he shared his home and father to help others graciously.
  Ike's second best friend is his older sister Mya. They had the typical little brother older sister dynamic, he antagonized her and she yelled at him, but at the end of the day it was his sister and nobody better mess with her. Ike was naturally drawn to my nieces and nephews, he loved when they would come for a visit and couldn't get enough of them, four of his other best friends – they shared food. His natural guardianship desire instantly extended to them the moment they walked in the house and he was on constant alert to any needs or problems they had, or food they may drop on the floor.
My fondest memories of Ike are simply our alone time, our one on one. Any time it was possible he would seek me out and snuggle next to or on me. My rocking chair became rather crowded when all 95 pounds of him joined me but he loved every moment of being that close to me. As much of a hard shell he had and being the big tough dog he displayed for the world, I got to see the gentle sweet side of him every day. One of the biggest babies of a dog I have ever met, he once had me carry him across the entire dog park (like a baby) because he was tired and didn't want to walk back. He loved me as much as I did him, a companionship I never thought possible with a dog and never expected to find the day I brought him home.
  Today I lost my best friend, I don't say that lightly, especially with two other dogs that I care for and love just as much, but Ike was my best friend. Someone who always knew what I thought, wanted, felt, and just how to fix it, by being with me. No matter the day I had I could always count on one thing, every night when I laid down and turned off the lights I could wait about 30 seconds and every time 95 pounds of German Shepherd would jump into bed with me, lay next to me with his head on my belly and enjoy some head scratches, once done he would curl up at the bottom of the bed. That is something I will miss deeply, because it was the consistency in my life he provided and the comfort that every day would end the same, as amazing as possible.


Bartie Brim

Saturday, 24 October 2015


Bartie Brim
2/26/09 - 10/19/2014

When I think of you.... Diane and George Brim
"You Touched Upon My Life"  by Mike Carroll

Oh You touched upon my life
and gave me a reason for living and giving
when you touched upon my life

The world can be such a lonely place
if you have no one there to take away the pain
of empty days and lonely nights
to cry yourself to sleep, next day you try again
I used to think this is the way that it would always be
Then you turned my world around and gave your life to me

Oh You touched upon my life
and gave me a reason for living and giving
when you touched upon my life

You touched my heart
You touched my love
You touched my very soul
and you touched my life.

K-9 Officer General

Saturday, 15 August 2015

K 9 General Marjuana seize


It is my understanding that K-9 General was a hunting dog out of Minnesota before he went to Rudy Drexler School for Dogs in Elkhart, IN.  I trained with him there and brought him back to Omaha in 2002, after my old dog Max died .  I worked him for a number of years and he stayed with me and my family until I left the unit in 2007 and went to polygraph.  Officer Laney took over handling him until  General "retired" in 2010.  General worked in the narcotics unit as an undercover narcotics detection canine for years. Over the years multiple search warrants were issued in state and the federal courts resulting in the seizure of large quantities of illegal narcotics.  The picture of him and I posted was a couple hundred pounds of marijuana seized in his career.   

Most officers got a real kick out of him because he like to run in circles, almost obsessively.  Retired Sgt. Kirby Warren dubbed him our "watch dog" because of his love of circling.  General lived to a ripe old age of 15.

K-9 Officer General was a dedicated Officer for the City of Omaha and seized his share of illegal narcotics. He was loved by both my family and Officer Laney's family. K-9 General will be missed dearly. Our General is now sniffing for drugs in a much better place.

                     "Fetch the dope old friend."

                                             - Officer Gary Kula,   Omaha Police Department

My Honey Bunny Parker

Tuesday, 15 April 2014

Parker Schroeder pic for poem


I prayed to God to take you,

And he always has a way to do,

Exactly what I seem to request,

Cause in the end, he knows best.


My heart is breaking every day,

There's something I forgot to say,

Needed to say just one more time,

I'll never forget that you were mine.


How I'll always remember your love,

And how I'll see you again above,

How you had the most beautiful eyes,

How I didn't' want to say my goodbyes.


Miss you opening doors with your nose,

To see where your mommy always goes,

How you would unroll the toilet paper,

And we all thought it was the cutest caper.


How you were the best little walking bud,

And won over all the hearts, you stud,

How I remember the kids would come say,

"Can Parker come outside to play?"


Oh how all the neighbors knew little Parker,

And these last few days are so much darker,

But soon I know the hurt will all just go away,

And wonderful memories will be here to stay.


Soon I'll remember the times that were funny,

You'll remain in my heart forever my Honey Bunny.


Parker Drake Schroeder, the cutest dog ever!!!

2/16/2003 - 4/1/2014

Taysia Blue

Thursday, 13 February 2014

Tay pet obit and memorial card pic

Taysia Blue


DOB: 1999 – Gottcha Date: May 10, 2008 – DOD: February 10, 2014

Taysia Blue passed away at home from complications of Megaesophagus and Diabetes on February 10, 2014.

“There’s this Dog” Taysia Blue spent much of her life in and out of shelters before being rescued by Jackie and Mike Roach on May 10, 2008. Taysia was the little husky dog whose legs never formed quite right and who is only about three quarters the height she should be. She was the little husky whose jaw is too short and crooked, the little husky who could be quite sassy. Taysia had the attitude of “I’m all that”, she’s proud, opinionated and quite the opportunist. Taysia created the world of 50 Shades of Tay; she was the choir leader at home, the alarm clock in the morning and the dinner bell at night. She had a cough that made her presence known. She loved food and oh yes loved paper shredding. Taysia Blue is known by several different names: Taysia, Tay, Taytor, Taytor Tot, and The Tay, to her friends she is the “Rock Star”. Taysia will forever be remembered as inspiration, the face, and voice behind the Taysia Blue Siberian Husky Rescue formed in June of 2010 where she held the position of   “Chief Dog Officer (CDO)” Her legacy will continue long after she’s gone in each face of a husky or malamute rescued and given a second chance at life.   “There’s this Dog...”

Taysia Blue is survived by Pet Parents Jackie & Mike Roach, Omaha; Grand Pet Parent Betty Hanson, Omaha; Pet Siblings Jambalaya, Badger, Mackey, Blue, and Bettie, Omaha; God Family Sandi Rooney, Casey Rooney, Kenna Rooney of Clearwater Florida; Board Members and Volunteers of Taysia Blue Siberian Husky Rescue, 266 Rescued Siberian Huskies and Alaskan Malamutes; and many Family and Friends. Preceded in death Pet Sibling Elsie

Visitation:, Family will be receiving Friends February 28, 2014, 5:00pm to 8:00pm at Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha NE

Services: Celebration of Life, Open House March 1, 2014, 2:00pm to 6:00pm, Roach Family Home, 2604 Garden Road, Omaha, NE

Memorial Donations to Taysia Blue Siberian Husky Rescue,

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11718 W. Dodge Rd.

Omaha, NE 68154


Sympathy & Condolence Guestbook

I met you and I believe I did meet this beloved girl who started your mission at an event in Omaha a couple years ago. I was so impressed with your commitment and passion for your rescue. My sincere sympathy’s for all of you on the loss of the extraordinary Taysia Blue.

                 - Linda Durick, Pottawattamie County Animal Shelter Volunteer.


Wednesday, 22 January 2014

Misha was always Misha Gugat 2described by everyone as a sweet dog, one of the sweetest. She always made me smile with her gestures telling me what to do, always trying to communicate with me very clearly. Almost every event she participated in she had to be the leader, constantly turning around to make sure I was following, if I failed to follow her in her steps she would come back to me and give me a woo until I followed.

Every greeting with Misha included a woo, she was happy to have interaction with people. Even though Misha had spent most of her life outdoors and learned to love the inside with air conditioning and comfy couches to nap on, she was at her happiest going outside for a car ride or even just a walk through the neighborhood. I never thought I would see Misha run, but during our trips to the dog park she would immediately begin running as fast as her old legs could handle and have a smile that glowed with complete joy.

The only thing that could guarantee to get Misha’s attention was a squeaky tennis ball, well rather anything that would squeak in her mouth, but particularly the tennis balls. Misha always had a smile a mile wide when she found a tennis ball and would fight to the very end to keep it. She was the only Siberian husky I have had that would follow me everywhere; no matter where I was in the house Misha was certain to follow. My time spent with her was limited, and even though she was in her retirement years with me, she smiled everyday always gave me affection and loves.


Phantom & Snoopy

Tuesday, 17 September 2013

I love you boys and miss you dearly. Phantom, you helped me with the loss of dad. Snoopy, you helped with the loss of Phantom and cancer can no longer harm you. Your both angels now. I love you ! - Kimberly Kantor

Chamois Lynne

Friday, 07 September 2012

timthumb15April 27, 1999 - November 19, 2011

My Best Friend,
To my sweet angel. It is because of you that I now carry kindness in my heart and patience in my soul. I will never again know the love that we once shared for only those memories are held for you and I. I miss you so much and will love you for the rest of my life. Wait for mama sweetie and we'll walk through the gates of heaven together. Until then...I love you and will never forget you. You were the best of me.

Henry Knox Stahlnecker

Friday, 31 January 2020

Henry Stahlnecker Obit

Henry Knox Stahlnecker

January 24, 2020


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13 Years

DOB: 2007 - Adopted: March 22, 2015 - DOD: January 24, 2020

Henry passed away quietly from complications of Congestive Heart Failure (CHF).
Pet Parent: Della Stahlnecker

Henry, a beautiful red Pomeranian, with beautiful fur and long mane. Often referred to as “Handsome Henry” or “Fabio of the Dog World” Born in 2007, into a South Dakota Puppy Mill. (Henry’s exact birthdate is unknown). Henry’s start in life was not a good life for this precious little soul. He spent his time there as a stud male, until he was rescued by Hearts United for Animals (HUA) on June 28, 2012, when a sheriff HUA saying “there were about 30 Poms that were starving without water and living in a patch of weeds taller than most people.” The Sheriff also stating that “the breeders were planning on shooting them, but willfully chose to surrender the dogs.” Julie from HUA said, “this was one of the worst they had ever seen, almost impossible to carry out at times.” The 30 Pomeranians became known as the Weed Patch Poms.”
Henry Knox and the other “weed patch” poms were all named after American Revolutionaries to celebrate their freedom, since they were rescued on the 28th of June close to the 4th of July.
Henry was blind, living in the senior sanctuary at Hearts United for 3 years until Della met him and fell in love. Henry was set to get adopted in early March of 2015 by another family, but for some reason his adoption fell thru. Della knew she couldn’t let him remain at the shelter and die there without knowing the love of his own home with brothers and sisters. Henry’s adoption became final on March 22, 2015. He became the third member of the Pom Palace joining Smokey and his HUA brother, Tanner.
Adopted around the same time were two more of the Weed Patch Poms: Simon Gerty and Paul Revere, who went to live with Sammi Berch, Della’s daughter.

Henry was shy with the sweetest disposition and gentle soul. Soon he opened up, became very vocal and playful. Even through his blindness, he would get around very well, never stopping him from where he wanted to go. He was so smart. He loved to chase birds, run after toys, play in the grass or snow, play with other dogs, give his momma nose cuddles and bury his face in the freshly fallen snow. Henry loved to bark, he had a little bark, almost deep but high pitched. He was friendly and got along well with all the foster dogs and dogs who came for a visit. With all the foster dogs Della cared for, Henry was the one they wanted to be around and liked. Henry had personality! He was happy, energetic, and playful. He always welcomed attention and loved to get cuddles from anyone he met. In the mornings after waking he would roll over on his back, and demand tummy rubs before he would even get up. One of Henry’s favorite things to do was to go for car rides to get eggs on Sunday mornings with his mom and brothers and sisters. Henry loved to eat his eggs but especially enjoyed the hollandaise sauce and would eat it right out of the container.

Henry had a very happy 5 years at the Pom Palace with his brothers and sisters. Although Henry lived with CHF (diagnosed in May 2017) and collapsing trachea for several years, his health was manageable. In September Henry started having Syncope episodes (Fainting resulting from certain stressful triggers which lead to sudden drop in blood pressure and heart rate). They progressively had gotten worse meaning that his heart disease was getting worse. The syncope episodes were happening a couple times a week. On Thursday the 23rd of January, Henry had another episode, he didn’t come out of it the way he normally did. Rushed to Urgent Care where he was put on oxygen and treated for his heart issues, his breathing wasn't becoming normal. While receiving oxygen that morning at 1:10am his little heart stopped beating. CPR was preformed and epinephrine administered. The vet was able to revive him and get a faint heartbeat, but it didn't last. Henry was pronounced deceased very shortly after on the 24th of January. His little heart just gave out, his body tired, he couldn't recover from all his issues and the last episode that he suffered. 

“I will miss his adorable little head tilts every time I'd say his name and the way he would look up at me, even though he couldn't see me, he would look so lovingly at me and smile. Right up until the very end, while he was in the oxygen tank, whenever I’d say his name, too weak to lift his little head, he would work up the strength to turn his eyes toward me as if to see me .”

“You are no longer blind or in pain Sweet Henry. Run with Tanner, Smokey, Peanut, Buffy, Sunny and Emma. You will be greatly missed My Handsome Henry. I pray that you knew how loved you were and what a blessing you were in my life.” - Mommy

 "If Love Could Have Saved You, You Would Have Lived Forever"

Henry is survived by Pet Parent: Della Stahlnecker, Sister: Sammi Berch, Paw Family Members: Sully and CoCo all of Omaha, NE.
Proceeded in death by Paw Brothers and Sisters Sunny, Emma, Buffy, Smokey, Peanut and Tanner.


Memorial Donations

In Lieu of Flowers, Family has asked Donations to be made to:

Positively Pom Rescue
Harrisburg Pennsylvania, 17109


Pampered Poms Rescue
7719 Wornall Rd
Kansas City, Missouri
(816) 333-2522



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“I am sorry for your loss. I know you were both a blessing in each other’s lives. He could not have had a more caring and loving mommy than he had in you.”

Melissa Scaletta Murphy 

“Dear Della, I'm very sad for your loss of Henry. He was adorable. You rescued Henry and made his life wonderful. He felt loved by you, and he loves you just the same. I believe Henry is alive in his heavenly state of being, that he still thinks the world of you, loves you, and would wish to comfort you. God bless Henry, and you Della with comfort.”

With love, Nettie Mleynek 

“So so sorry for the loss of sweet Henry. He definitely was a charmer. Irresistible when wearing a little shirt with a collar! So full of love!
I’d like to think beyond the rainbow with sight and health restored he’s running and playing with his Pom Palace brothers and sisters that welcomed him at the rainbow bridge! Run free little man.”

Love, Tammy Woodworth




Public Viewing: Family will be receiving Friends and Family Tuesday February 4, 2020, 6:00 pm - 7:00 pm
Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

Funeral Services:

Celebration of Life Service: Friends and Family cordially invited Tuesday February 4, 2020, 7:00 pm
Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Emmie Kay Fry

Thursday, 19 December 2019

PetBituary Picture 1

Emmie Kay Fry
"Baby Bear"

November 20, 2004 - December 13, 2019

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15 Years, 23 Days

DOB: November 20, 2004 - DOD: December 13, 2019

Emmie passed away quietly from complications of Congestive Heart Failure and Renal Failure.
Pet Parent: Cherie Fry

Emmie was born Nov. 20, 2004, in Omaha NE. to a litter of five pups. She is the daughter of Chadz Ann who was and continues to be the inspiration behind Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center. Emmie was quite the boisterous puppy, she loved to chew on shoes, cords or whatever else she could find. Her favorite toy was a small tennis ball. She loved to chase the ball. Key word being chase, she never brought it back. The game was you had to get it from her. As Emmie grew, she became quite stubborn and set in her ways. It was her way and her way only. You didn't stand in her way or she was going to tell you about it. If you were another dog in the house going after her food, you had better watch out because she had something to say about that too. Lover of belly rubs and cuddles, but Emmie didn't care to be held. She guarded the bedroom door at night as Cherie slept, staying right on the very corner of the bed to watch out the door. If there was a squirrel or a rabbit in the yard, you knew it. She liked to catch garner snakes and just simply be outside. Basking in the sun was a favorite past time. She always guarded the fence line from strangers, only biting those who stuck there hands over the fence. She liked people to some extent, but when it came to her house you had to be a friend of mom's to get in. Emmie was a barker, loud too. She liked to try to carry conversations with other dogs a few blocks away. Also never needed a door bell when Emmie was around. To say that she loved human food would be an understatement. She enjoyed begging and eating a whole sandwich if she could get away with it. She welcomed new foster pups graciously but always maintained her "Alpha" roll. Emmie was wise in her years and respectful of others.

Known as the Best Kisser and given the nickname Baby Bear. Often said to Emmie was "I 'm the baby, gotta love me." She will be missed deeply, feels much like an end of era said Cherie. " "My three bears are all together again."
Emmie was diagnosed at a very young age with a heart murmur that she lived with all her life. Just a year ago the heart murmur progressed into congestive heart failure. Back in June of this year she was also diagnosed with renal failure. Both diseases eventually took their toll on Emmie's body. At the young age of 15 years Emmie passed peacefully in her home surrounded by the love of her mom, dad, her paw sisters and brothers.

Emmie - Thank you for being you.... for sharing your love with me... for inspiring me to accept myself... for helping me see the unique beauty in imperfection... for showing me that is love is something you do; something not just to said but also to be shown.

Emmie is survived by Pet Parent Cherie Fry, Special Friend, Greg Sexton, her paw sisters Sigourney May McIntosh, Savanna Lee, Hope Cherie, Twinkie, Breena Faith, Autumn Rose, Grace Monet, and Cleya, her Paw Brothers Paws Kailen, and Spirit Ethan all of Omaha, NE.
Proceeded her in death: Mother Chadz Ann Fry, Father: Bailey McIntosh, hers Paw Sisters Doll Baby Fry, Penny Fry, Lizzie Burton and Maxine, Paw Brothers: Milo McIntosh,   Lil Tyke Jake Germain, Max, and her Talon Brothers Babe Fry and Trust Fry and Aunt: Mollie May Fry


Memorial Donations


Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center

11718 W. Dodge Rd.

Omaha, NE 68154


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 My heart hurts for you my friend!!!
-Pam Breaker

Cherie & Greg,

I am so very sorry for your loss. It just makes my heart ache for you. You know, that I know, all too well the pain you are feeling right now. I wish there was something that I could say or do to ease that pain but there simply is not. 

You are all in my thoughts & prayers. She will be waiting for you with all of our fur babies who’ve gone before.

Kathy Redding




Public Viewing: Family will be receiving Friends and Family Saturday Dec, 21, 2019,
12:00 pm - 2:00 pm
Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Celebration of Life Service: No Funeral Services at this time

**Sharing and Storytelling following Services with Appetizers and Drinks**


Mikey Hadfield-Johnson

Thursday, 31 October 2019

Mikey Hadfield Johnson PetBituary

Mikey Hadfield-Johnson
April 1, 2002 - May 5, 2018 - October 31, 2019

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17.5 Years

DOB: April 1, 2002 - Adopted: May 5, 2018 - DOD: October 31, 2019

Pet Parents: Lindsay Hadfield and J.D. Johnson

Mikey was born in April of 2002. We were fortunate to have him come into our lives on May 5th of 2018. Lindsay found him through York Adopt-A-Pet and instantly fell in love with him and his gaze. He was a miniature pinscher mix we think, but it didn’t really matter the breed. Mikey was so handsome and a graceful fellow when prancing across the yard. He loved nothing more than being outside, rain, snow or shine. His appetite was not great initially that was quickly remedied with Lindsay’s homemade dog food. He became very food motivated and loved his treats! His uncle Jared happened to bring to us a bean bag chair which Mikey claimed from day one. His go-to napping spot was plopped into the middle of this chair. Uncle Jared even built a ramp to aid his movement up the stairs from the family room to the kitchen because he had difficulty going up and down stairs. Oh goodness, when we were in the kitchen and Mikey was hungry, he knew how to howl to express his desire for food! Despite where he was, whenever Lindsay entered his view he would immediately get up to greet her. When his health further declined from bladder cancer and old age, we could not let him be in pain any longer so we let him go on October 31, 2019. He lived a full life, and we are grateful to have been a small part of it.
Your spirit will always live on Mikey.
Love, Lindsay and J.D.


Memorial Donations

Floral & Donations to Lindsay Hadfield and JD Johnson



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Public Viewing: Family will be receiving Friends and Family Saturday November 2, 2019, 10:00 am - 12:00 pm
Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

Celebration Of Life or Funeral Services:

No service at this time

Garfield Mikey Fry

Friday, 10 May 2019

garfield for obit

Garfield Mikey Fry


Paws To Angels General Manager (GM), Door Greeter, 

Treat Extraordinaire                                   

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 16.5 Years

DOB: June 22, 2002 - Adopted: June 21, 2012 - DOD: May 9, 2019

Garfield passed away quietly from complications of Fluid in his lungs, Tumor in right lung and Chronic Renal Failure.
Pet Parent: Cherie Fry

Garfield was born June 22, 2002, in Omaha NE. He joined his family soon after. Two years later his family adopted another kitty and named her Cleo. Both these two souls lived with a wonderful woman until 2012 when their mom at the time became ill and unable to care for them. Both Garfield and Cleo went into rescue but had the opportunity to stay in their home and be fostered by their mother's human daughter Sandy until a forever home could be found.

On June 21, 2012 fate intervened and both kitty's were adopted by Cherie Fry who found them to both be loving and fun spirited. Garfield and Cleo (today, known as Cleya) made their way to the Paws To Angels Center where they would spend their lives caring and supporting families who are facing end of life and passing of their own fur children.
Garfield adapted to his new life almost immediately. Later in 2012 he was given the title General Manager (GM) of Paws To Angels for always overseeing the care of pets brought into the center. He'd sit on the back counter and watch as Cherie cleansed and groomed each furbaby. Soon he began to greet each and every family as they came through the front door with a friendly "Meow" or a walk around their feet. Then he started greeting them as they pulled into the parking lot standing up on two legs against the glass and meowing. This soon was known to the PTA's staff as the doorbell. Garfield was always excited to see and meet new people. He knew his job and took on many roles with each and every family. He seemed to know what each person needed. Some it was just to be able to pet his head, some needed a dose of his comic relief, and some needed to just be...
The one thing Garfield will always be remembered for is his demand for treats. He made sure every single person that came through the doors knew he was there and he was going to train them to get him some treats, even guiding them to where the treat container was kept. You didn't come in twice without knowing "his" routine.
He had a fetish with purses and shoes. Didn't matter if you were wearing them or not he was going to clean out, climb in and chew on. He liked boxes to play in too. His favorite toys were glitter balls. He would bat at and chase a glitter ball, catch it and let out this shrill cat voice alarming that he'd caught his prey. He spent much of his time in front of the door, basking in the sun, sleeping and on windy days chasing the leaves that blew by the door and windows. Garfield and Cleya have remained together their whole lives and have a Love/Hate relationship. You can catch Gar cleaning and grooming Cleya and then see and hear them go at each other, fighting. Garfield never gave up on his fights no matter how much trouble he got in, he was going to "Finish it". (He never got to though)
Garfield's greatest Love was Cherie. It has been said numerous times over that people could just see and feel the bond they shared. They never got mad at each other, just even... He'd start biting her when she was on the phone, he was NOT a fan of the phone; took time away from him. They teased each other. Cherie would tug on his whiskers, he'd let it go but, the minute she'd get up and walk away he'd run up behind her and bite her in the toosh and take off running in the other direction. Much time was spent cuddling and talking.

Garfield was diagnosed in January of 2017 with End Stage Renal Failure, with time of 6 months to live but, he fought and stayed, his mama needed him. On May 3, 2019 Garfield was diagnosed with a tumor in his right lung and fluid filling both lungs. The decision was to help Garfield transition onto his next journey so he wouldn't suffer the horrible results of his condition. He passed Thursday May 9, 2019 with dignity, surrounded by many friends and LOTS of Love.


Let my heart smile through your eyes, for your eyes are the windows to my soul.

       Let my soul smile for you are a part of me, forever and ever and ever. -Cherie Fry


Garfield is survived by Pet Parent Cherie Fry, Special Friend, Greg Sexton, his paw sister Cleya of Omaha, NE.

Proceeded him in death, his paw sisters Ginger Gizmo, Mollie May, Chadz Ann, Doll Baby, Penny and his talon brothers Babe and Trust.

His love and legacy live within the walls and hearts of hundreds of the Paws To Angels Family's.


Memorial Donations 

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center
11718 W. Dodge Rd.
Omaha, NE 68154


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We are so very sorry to hear about the passing of your sweet Garfield. He was such a good friend to us during all of our heartbreaking losses this year. His sweet personality was a nice comfort during such a painful time. He has so many friends on the other side but he will be greatly missed here.
Sammi, Andrew, Moose, Paul and Simon Berch

Dear Cherie,
I am so sorry to hear about Garfield. He was such a loving, soothing cat and I know you will miss him.
Take care of yourself during this time of loss.
Cathleen D Edmonson (Oliver’s Mom)


So sorry for your loss of Garfield. He was truly a special kitty! He was also a very lucky kitty to have such a wonderful loving home.
Kitty hugs,



Public Viewing: Family will be receiving Friends and Family Wednesday May 15, 2019, 5:30 pm - 7:00 pm
Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Celebration of Life Service: Friends and Family cordially invited Wednesday May 15, 2019, 7:00 pm                                                                                                             

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

**Sharing and Storytelling following Services with Appetizers and Drinks**

Tact Watson

Tuesday, 22 January 2019

Tact Watson obit pic

Tiger Tact Tom TC Top Cat "Tact" Watson

January 17, 2019

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21 Years

DOB: February 1998 - DOD: January 17, 2019

Tact passed away quietly from complications of kidney failure due to old age.

Pet Parent: Sandra Watson

His full name is Tiger Tact Tom TC Top Cat but to his family he is Tact. Tact was born in February of 1998 to a litter of 8 kittens in Papillion NE. Tact ended up in a shelter here in Omaha where he was found by a gentleman named Kyle Christenson, Tact was then given to Sandra in 2002, his forever home.

Tact enjoyed many things throughout his life like going to Petco and Petsmart, he liked wearing his red sweater, but this little guy liked to talk... he was often heard saying "I love you. " He also enjoyed his favorite toys a banana catnip, feathers and a cosmic catnip alpine scratcher. Although not a fan for walking on a leash, dancing, getting his teeth brushed and meeting other cats.

Tact was very loved by his mom Sandra and she feels very blessed to have had him in her life.

Sandra always told Tact you are " My Good Ole Fashioned Honey"

Tact is survived by Pet Parent: Sandra Watson, Grandparents: Vernetta and Eugene Watson, Aunt: Felicia Watson, Uncle: Eugene Lamark, (Angela) Watson, Niece and Nephew: Melia Watson and Daevon Harker, all of Omaha NE
Preceded in death by Paw Friends: Legit and Lord Vardenmilo Watson


Memorial Donations


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  • Floral Deliveries to Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Omaha NE 68154

      on Thurs. January 24, 2019



Public Viewing: Family will be receiving Friends and Family Thursday, January 24, 2019, 5:00 pm - 6:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

Funeral Services:

Celebration of Life Service: Friends and Family cordially invited Thursday, January 24, 2019, 6:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

 Final Arrangements:

Burial at Rolling Acres Pet Cemetery, Lincoln NE

Tanner Stahlnecker

Wednesday, 09 January 2019

Tanner Stahlnecker Obit

Tanner Stahlnecker

January 3, 2019

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15.5 Years

DOB: July 18, 2003 - Adopted: December 6, 2014 - DOD: January 3, 2019

Tanner passed away quietly from complications of gallbladder, liver, and heart problems.

Pet Parent: Della Stahlnecker

Tanner, a beautiful blonde Pomeranian, was born on July 18, 2003 in a Midwest Puppy Mill. He spent most of his life as a stud male there, until he was rescued by Hearts United for Animals on June 28, 2013. Tanner lived in the senior sanctuary at Hearts United for almost two years until he locked eyes with Della Stahlnecker who had just began volunteering there. Della couldn’t bear the thought of this sweet boy dying in a shelter so she and her daughter Sammi made the decision to adopt Tanner. The very next week he was adopted and came home with Della on December 6, 2014. Della always said "I didn’t rescue Tanner, he rescued me.” “He was my rock, my Little Buddy."

Tanner had the sweetest personality. Despite all his years in the puppy mill, He was cheerful, loyal, and a very happy boy who poured on the charm. He knew he was adorable and used it to his advantage. Often called Little Polar Bear, Tan Man. and Tanna Banana. The first of many rescues, Tanner was in charge of the whole house. He made sure the other dogs behaved. He always had to be the first to come up to people for butt scratches. He loved attention from every person he met. He would show attitude toward other dogs when they invaded his space or got too close to his momma when he wanted all the attention. He had a ‘bossy” type of bark that let you know he was there.

One of Tanner’s favorite things to do was to go for car rides to get eggs on Sunday mornings with his mom. Tanner also loved to cuddle with Della on the couch. He was always on her lap or at the end of the couch where he could be close to her.

Tanner developed a thyroid issue in July of 2015 and lost all his beautiful fur over the course of a year. After being put on several different medications over the three years, in June of 2018 he had finally grown back most of his fur. He was also diagnosed with pulmonary edema in November of 2017. But none of this stopped this brave boy. Even when he began to have seizures in July of 2018, he always bounced back and came out on top. Tanner lived a very happy life until the middle of December when he stopped wanting to eat. An ultrasound showed a blockage in his gall bladder. He was placed on medicine to try to clear the blockage and he was doing fairly well. On January 3rd, he suffered his fourth attack and while receiving oxygen he passed away due to a stroke or passing of a clot. "He was tough as nails and we thought he would out live us all." said Della.               He was a fighter.

If Love Could Have Saved You, You Would Have Lived Forever"

Tanner is survived by Pet Parent: Della Stahlnecker, Sister: Sammi Berch, Paw Family Members: Henry and Sully all of Omaha, NE.
Proceeded in death by Paw Brothers and Sisters Sunny, Emma, Buffy, Smokey, and Peanut


Memorial Donations

In Lieu of Flowers, Family has asked Donations be made to :

Positively Pom Rescue
Harrisburg Pennsylvania, 17109


Pampered Poms Rescue
7719 Wornall Rd
Kansas City, Missouri
(816) 333-2522


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Private Family Viewing scheduled before Family receives Friends and Family
Public Viewing: Family will be receiving Friends and Family Friday, January 11, 2019, 6:00 pm - 7:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Celebration of Life Service: Friends and Family cordially invited Friday, January 11, 2019, 7:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE



Fuzzball Williams

Friday, 09 November 2018

Fuzzball for PetBituaryFuzzball "Fuzzy" Williams

November 7, 2018

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9 Years

DOB: Unknown - Adopted: April 24, 2009 - DOD: November 7, 2018

Fuzzball passed away quietly at home from complications of Lung Cancer

Pet Parents: Lisa Williams and John William Gatus III

The day was April 23rd of 2009, Lisa and Anthony had been making a decision to bring a pet into their home for about a month. Lisa decided this day to call the humane society, where she was directed to their website for adoptable dogs. Lisa pulled up the page, on her computer was Fuzzball!
After church the following day Lisa and Anthony went to meet their new little guy. When Fuzzball was brought into the room Anthony immediately picked up this adorable tiny Pomeranian. Anthony fighting to live through a horrible disease that was taking his life looked at the little dog and said" I will be leaving this world soon, but you will make it 18 years to take care of my Lisa" The day of April 24th was the day that the Williams gained a new family member and the day that would be commemorated as Fuzzball's Birthday.
A few short years later Anthony passed away on October 23, 2013 leaving his precious furchild Fuzzball to care for Lisa in the years to come and the last name of Williams. Sadly, Fuzzball only made it 9 1/2 short years before succumbing to lung cancer. Fuzzy adopted a new father shortly after Anthony's passing, John Gatus III which in turn they became very close, doing a lot of things together and having fun.
He was named Fuzzball but was called Fuzzy. A traveler who has been all over world. He got the chance to meet Governor Pete Ricketts and his wife. His favorite past time was riding in the car and chasing cats. He loved beef jerky and any food with gravy on it, but had a tendency to be a picky eater. Fuzzball graduated from Service and Therapy School with Honors and received his Therapy Dog Certificate on February 16, 2012. The Omaha Police Department had asked Lisa for Fuzzy to become a sniff dog for smuggling operations at the airport, but after Lisa learned she would no longer be allowed to bring Fuzzy home she said " NO WAY".
Fuzzy slept with his mom, he was always there for her when she got sick or was just having a bad day. He went everywhere with her, everyone knew him and loved him. He wore sweaters and was never without his squeaky toys and stuffed bears. He went to the groomers where he adorned a teddy bear cut. He liked his human friends at the animal clinic too.

"I Love my son and will miss him deeply. God take care of my son Fuzzball. Run on all the clouds in heaven my boy" Love Your Mommy Lisa

Fuzzball will be welcomed home with open arms by those who preceded him in death Pet Parent: Anthony Williams, Pet Grandfather: Charles L. Roberts, Pet Grandmothers: Miss Gatus and Miss Bearfield, Pet Uncle: Roger Bearfield, and Pet Aunt: Mary Allen.
Fuzzball will be missed by Pet Parents: Lisa R. Roberts Williams and John William Gatus III, Omaha, NE. Pet Brothers and Sisters: Jerry Anderson, Ahnron Williams, 7 and Zoe Williams, Pet Gramny: Josephine Roberts, TX, Pet Grandparents: Barbara & James Dretzka, Mesquite, TX, and Mr. & Mrs. John W. Gatus II, Omaha, NE. Aunts and Uncles: Rhoda Bearfield and Wanda, Moodie Carney, Omaha, NE and Mr. & Mrs. Benson, Pet Godbrother: Armani Bearfield, Omaha NE, Cousin: Kayla Anderson, Pet Godsisters: Dynasty and Ali Bearfield, Omaha NE, and Ayodele Fatoye
Paw Brother: Snowball, Omaha, NE
Many Friends and Family all over the world.

Memorial Donations




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Thank you so much for letting us know about Fuzzy's death. We here at Aksarben Makovicka Physical Therapy sincerely send you our condolences. We all enjoyed Fuzzy coming to therapy, he made our day brighter. He was always well behaved and made us smile. Thank you for sharing him with us, he will be missed.                                - Kendy, Gaby, Lauren and Shannon


Let your hearts not be troubled and know that Fuzzy is in a better place. May his love and memories surround you to give you strength during times of sorrow. 

- Deisha Winfrey, Metro Credit Union



Private Family Viewing scheduled before Family receives Friends and Family

Family will be receiving Friends and Family Saturday, November 17, 2018, 2:00 pm - 3:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Celebration of Life Services: Saturday, November 17, 2018, 3:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

Officiating: Reverend Michael Montgomery

Varye Doe Eyes Waldo

Thursday, 25 October 2018

Varye Waldos Obituary PhotoVarye Doe Eyes Waldo
October 21, 2018

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13 Years 9 Months

DOB January 22, 2005 – DOD October 21, 2018

Varye passed away peacefully at home from kidney failure
She was in her mom's arms and her mom had just finished saying a prayer

Pet Parent: Cindy Waldo

Cindy's husband Joe saw Varye on his deathbed a few weeks before he died. He asked Cindy about the dog on his bed, pointing towards the foot of the bed. She asked if he was seeing Jet, his dog from his childhood. He said no, he was seeing Cindy's dog who was going to protect her heart. Joe Waldo died October 22, 2004 from cancer. Varye was born January 22, 2005. Varye has protected Cindy's heart and helped her enjoy life and laugh ever since.

Varye was born to a registered Yorkshire Terrier breeder, and she had all the personality and spunk true to a Yorkie. She was a daredevil and tomboy, yet sassy, sweet, and cute at the same time. She had a sway in her hips when she walked, and the sway was really pronounced when she was happy. She was happy all the time; she enjoyed life. She was beautiful inside and out.

This little girl was determined, strong, and helped Cindy through the struggle of being a young widow. She taught Cindy to relax, play, and enjoy every day. Work could wait. She would tell Cindy to come over, sit on the couch and they'd cuddle in the blanket. Varye would tell Cindy to throw the ball this lasting for hours, Cindy enjoyed watching Varye go out for the long one. Varye would only play with regulation tennis balls. Balls for pets weren't durable enough; she wanted the real thing. She would grab a little bit of the fuzz in how Cindy fondly described as her Elvis lip curl, bring it back and drop it for Cindy, she'd then turn around and run looking over her shoulder even before Cindy could pick it up to throw again. Varye didn't like just one sport. She was fondly called Pele when she was playing soccer with her ball, pushing it with her nose around on the floor or have Cindy put it on the couch so she could push it off. Varye was very social, and thought everyone who came to the house was coming to see her and play with her. She was so adorable that people couldn't resist her. When she wanted blankie time, she usually had to be on Cindy's lap, under the covers with her little nose sticking out.
Varye loved squeaky toys. She especially loved to see how fast she could get the stuffing out to get to the squeaker. Regular toys didn't stand a chance. Even the AKC "durable" toys only lasted a few days. She was true to her breed. She had courage, resilience, tenacity, fearlessness, and was highly intelligent. Yet her most important quality was her heart; she had a heart full of love.

Varye filled the house with life, love, and spirit.

                                 Varye's heart was full of love when meeting the Lord.

Varye is survived by Pet Parent: Cindy Waldo of Omaha, NE.
Proceeded in death by: Pet Parent Joe Waldo, and Paw Sister Natasha


Memorial Donations





 "I'm so very sorry for your loss. My heart hurts for you. May God bring you some peace!!!"    - Pam Breaker

 So sorry for your loss. You gave lots of love in your memories and there are moments of love waiting for you.
"Life is made up of 2 dates and a dash. Make the most of the dash."
- Arlene Haynes

Cindy, what a special tribute. I am so sorry for your loss. I appreciate learning about your journey together. RIP Varye. Hugs to you Cindy.
- Richard Haines


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Private Family Viewing scheduled before Family receives Friends and Family
Family will be receiving Friends and Family Friday October 26, 2018, 5:00 pm - 7:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Celebration of Life Services: Friday October 26, 2018, 6:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

Smokey The Bear Stahlnecker

Thursday, 02 August 2018

Smokey Stahlnecker 2018 Obit


Smokey The Bear Stahlnecker
July 30, 2018

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13 Years

DOB: September 11, 2005 - Rescued: November 20, 2014- Adopted: December 7, 2014 - DOD: July 30, 2018

Smokey passed away quietly from complications of a Heart Condition
Pet Parent: Della Stahlnecker

Smokey The Bear a wolf sable grey toy Pomeranian was born September 11, 2005 in a Puppy Mill. Smokey existed there for seven to eight years as a stud male. He spent those years living in a cage no bigger than he was, being used over and over again to breed with other poms for the sole profit of money.

In November 2014 Smokey's little heart grew and he began a new life when he was rescued by a local pet rescue. Smokey saw a vet for the first time in his life where it was determined that his mouth was full of infection from rotting teeth, he also had a hole in the roof of his mouth. Because of this hole he would have to be monitored the rest of his life as he drank water . Drinking water could cause pneumonia and death for the little guy. He was also diagnosed with cryptorchidism, a condition in which both of his testicles were retained in his abdomen instead of descending down and out into the scrotum. Smokey underwent anesthesia to be neutered; at this time he stopped breathing and was brought back by life saving measures. Soon Smokey took up residence with his foster mom Taylor Van Otterloo. Here he learned what a true home was supposed to be, but most of all he learned about love.

On Nov. 24th of 2014 Smokey found true love and a forever home with Della. They met at a meet and greet at a local pet food store. Their eyes met... it was love at first sight. The adoption was finalized on Dec.7th of 2014. Smokey blended into his new family immediately with fur brothers and sister and of course a mom and human sister. He ran the house. He was the king in charge. He had a sweet and sparky like personality with a delightful little face, ears that were owl like pointed, eyes that were almost too big for his face and a teeny tiny nose. His voice was adorable with little yip barks. His favorite past time was to cuddle next to his mom on the couch and watch tv. They were the best of cuddle buds. Smokey, although with us for a short time was a mighty, yet superman kind of guy. He fought through the worst and loved like no other.

This week, Smokey came down with an infection in his heart that his little body just couldn't fight anymore. On July 30, 2018 he passed at the vet clinic on his own in his mother's arms with his Dr. at their side. As Della said " It was not his time, he deserved so much more and he will be missed. Smokey you're my perfect precious little angel."

"If Love Could Have Saved You, You Would Have Lived Forever"

Smokey is survived by Pet Parent: Della Stahlnecker, Sister: Sammi Berch, Paw Family Members: Tanner, Henry, Sully, and Peanut all of Omaha, NE. Foster Parent: Taylor Van Otterloo of Omaha, NE,
Proceeded in death by Paw Brothers and Sisters Sunny, Emma and Buffy

Memorial Donations


In Lieu of Flowers, Family has asked Donations be made to :


Positively Pom Rescue
Harrisburg Pennsylvania, 17109


Pampered Poms Rescue
7719 Wornall Rd
Kansas City, Missouri
(816) 333-2522



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Private Family Viewing scheduled before Family receives Friends and Family
Family will be receiving Friends and Family Wednesday August 8, 2018, 6:00 pm - 7:30 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Celebration of Life Services: Wednesday August 8, 2018, 7:30 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

Gypsy Tate

Friday, 11 May 2018

Gypsy Tate 2018


Gypsy Tate

May 6, 2018


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11 years, 10 months

DOB: July 18, 2006 - Gotcha: March 28, 2008 - DOD: May 6, 2018

Pet Parent: Meka Tate

Gypsy passed away at home unknown cause

Adopted from a local shelter in Omaha, NE on March 28, 2008 at about the age of two. Gypsy had a wonderful life of love, bringing great joy and strength to her mom. Gypsy always knew what home was and gave her very best. A low key little gal but loved to play. She went to be with the angels on May 6th of 2018 from unknown causes. She will be greatly missed!!

Gypsy is survived by Pet Parent: Meka Tate of Omaha, NE.
Proceeded in death by Paw Sister Cheech Tate


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  • I'm so sorry for your incredible loss! My heart and prayers are with you. - Pam Breaker

Visitation & Service

Private Viewing for Immediate Family Only

   Friday May 11, 2018, 4 PM

Family will be receiving Friends and Family

   Friday May 11, 2018, 4:30 PM.

Private Service for Friends and Family Following 

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

Mojo Blue Wood

Thursday, 14 September 2017

Mojo Blue resized small

Mojo Blue Wood

September 8, 2017


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10 Years

DOB: December 10 , 2006 - DOD: September 8, 2017

Mojo passed away quietly from complications of a Cerebrovascular Accident (Stroke).

Pet Parent: Ken Wood

Mojo was born December 10, 2006 to a litter of five puppies, at 12 weeks old Ken and Mojo locked eyes in a bond that would tie them together for life. Mojo became Ken's Heart Dog, his soul mate... Mojo and Ken would travel the United States doing shows and concerts. Mojo was an incredible stage dog laying up in front of drums, the roar of guitars and being by his dad's side at the microphone. Covering 38 States, Mojo experienced what many four legged friends never do. He even drank beer with Willy Nelson. He was the epitome of COOL. He always made people smile, he owned every bar and stage he walked into and on. Mojo lived life to the fullest, he gave nothing but happiness to this world. Mojo's mission in life was to give and show love to all. He inspired kindness, love, loyalty, honor, respect, trust but most of he gave the gift of friendship.

In 2013, Ken and Mojo became a part of an organization that would change their lives forever; Taysia Blue Siberian Husky and Malamute Rescue of Omaha NE. They both worked together in helping the rescue raise funds at events and fundraising. They fostered and help rehabilitate many husky's after poor living conditions and near death situations. Saving many lives, being part of something that gives so much happiness not only to humans, but to other four legged friends alike has been a dream come true, you could say mission accomplished!

Mojo passed away quietly on September 8, 2017 by his father's side. Today there is an empty space on the floor and an ache in hearts that just won't go away. Mojo touched lives all over and will be sorely missed by everyone that knew him. One thing is to be true, he will always be "Daddy's Boy."

Mojo is preceded in death by his Paw Sister Cody Jo. He is survived by Pet Parent Ken Wood and Paw Brother Cannoli of Omaha, NE

Memorial Donations

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I am so sorry for your loss of Mojo. He was bigger than life and will never be forgotten. I'm sure he is wearing his silver harness proudly.

Lorrie Culp



Family will be receiving Friends and Family

Sunday September 17, 2017,  5:00 pm - 8:00 pm

 Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE. 402-507-0585


Private Family Viewing scheduled after


No Services at this time


Andrew Shae McAllister Sloma

Saturday, 01 July 2017

Andy Sloma 1 resized

Andrew Shae McAllister-Sloma
June 30, 2017

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17 Years

DOB: July 19, 1999 - Became Family Member of Sloma Family: October 18, 2007 - DOD: June 30, 2017

Andy, passed away in his home due to kidney failure.
Pet Parents: Jan and John Sloma

Letter From Mom:

From the moment I saw you, you STOLE my heart, that small tug and those legs when you held me tight. Once I held you in my arms you wouldn't let me go. Somehow you knew I was the one. Thank you for that Andy!! It changed our lives forever. I have to admit the first few days were rough. You were not sure if you could trust me. But once you realized that I was here to take care of you, you started to come out of your shell or should I say KENNEL. (Thinking back now I see that I was your ONE TRUE LOVE). You showed me what true love was. Your eyes were fixed on me always. You were always watching me and I loved having those eyes on me. You never left my side. I was the only one that you would ever get close to. I know you loved your Dad, but MOM was the one who had your heart. That really meant a lot to me and I will never forget the strong LOVE we have.
God had truly blessed me with a wonderful friend that I could take anywhere. Just don't leave me!! Or I will come and find you no matter what... That is a love I will never forget.

We have shared so many memories over the years.

My fondest memory is tiding in the care, you in the back seat smiling and looking out the window. After all you been in a mill kennel for 7 yrs. There was a lot of world to see.
 How about the first time you came when I called you (for cheese) of
  The first time you went to the dog park
   The first time you waged your tail!!
    The first time you volunteered to give me five for a treat.
     Our morning ritual rolling over and getting kisses and hugs
      All the times we went "Puppy Up" to get ready for our day.
       Or all the times you were silly running back and forth to you kennel while we were making food.

Andy, what I loved the most was your sense of humor... You always tried to make me laugh...
You were a good Dog. I know that was important to you. You never wanted me to go out of my way for you. But, I would do anything for you!! Our love was so special. I didn't know that I needed you in my life. My thought was to give you a good home and keep you safe. You have been one of the greatest blessings in my life. You were truly rescued to rescue me.
You have taught me so many things about GOD's LOVE and I know that was your purpose on earth. You fulfilled it well. I would like to say thanks for waiting all that time in horrible conditions to find your ONE TRUE LOVE. I am truly honored to be your MOM.

                                                                                                                         Now Go Andy...

Let your Heavenly Father take you "puppy up"
Enjoy your forever life and know that someday we will meet again and "puppy up"

I Love You Andy!
Your MOM


Andy is preceded in death by his Paw Sister Annie Sloma and Paw Brother Cody Sloma. He is survived by Pet Parents Jan and John Sloma , Paw Brothers Luke and Cooper Sloma all of Omaha, NE. Special Friends Suz, Dan Terry and Paw Friend Mindy of Omaha, NE.

Memorial Donations




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Private Viewing Saturday July 1, 2017, 11:00 am

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

Funeral Service:

Private Services for Family
Monday July 3, 2017, 2:00 pm

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE

Sadie Gernant

Saturday, 01 July 2017

Sadie Card Front

Sadie Gernant

Canine Crisis Response and Therapy Dog
February 2, 2017


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14 Years

DOB: January 4, 2003 - DOD: March 2, 2017

Sadie, passed away in her home after a 9 month battle with cancer.

Canine Crisis Response and Therapy Dog

Pet Parent: Renea Gernant

Sadie was rescued through the Nebraska Humane Society in Omaha and trained to become a Canine Crisis Response dog serving with NOAH's Dogs of Nebraska. Sadie was also certified as a READ dog and with the Alliance of Therapy Dogs. As a working dog, Sadie provided mental health support to students and in classes and the counseling office at Concordia University. In addition, she deployed with the American Red Cross, the Salvation Army, Emergency Management agencies, the Lutheran Church, and other agencies to provide crisis mental health for dozens of critical incidents including tornadoes, floods, mass shootings, suicides, and accidents. Her work in crisis response during Hurricane Rita, the Omaha Mall Shooting, and the Northern Illinois University shooting earned her the Cornhusker Chapter of the American Red Cross's Animal Hero Award. When not working crisis situations, she visited nursing homes and hospitals and served as an assistant for presentations on crisis mental health and was a demonstration dog and master trainer for obedience classes at NOAH's Dogs in Crete, NE.

Sadie was deeply loved by her lifetime playmate, Christine, and her human companions, Lisa and Renea. She was preceded in death by her pack mates, Crosby and Moses, and the cats she mothered, Sexy and Sarah. She is survived by pack canines, Homer, and Scout, and felines, William and Rosie, as well as her fellow crisis team matriarch, Nestle.

Memorial Donations





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Private Viewing Friday March 3, 2017
Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


No Service at this time

Crosby Gernant

Monday, 13 March 2017

Crosby Card Front for Pet Bit

Crosby Gernant

Canine Crisis Response and USATV Search and Rescue

February 15, 2017


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 10 years

DOB: March 16, 2007 - DOD: February 15, 2017

Crosby, passed away in his home of complications from Cushing's Disease.

Canine Crisis Response and USATV Search and Rescue

Years of Service: December 7, 2007 - August 6, 2016
Pet Parent: Renea Gernant

Crosby was initially donated to the NOAH's Assistance Dog program and eventually transitioned into their crisis response team on which he served with his handlers from late 2007 until shortly before his death. Crosby was also trained in K-9 Search and Rescue and certified as a READ dog and Alliance of Therapy Dogs. As a working dog, Crosby provided mental health support to students and in classes and counseling offices at Concordia University and at Cloud County Community College. In addition, he deployed with the American Red Cross, the Salvation Army, Emergency Management agencies, the Lutheran Church, and other agencies to provide crisis mental health for dozens of critical incidents including tornadoes, floods, mass shootings, suicides, and accidents. When not working crisis situations, he visited nursing homes and hospitals and served as an assistant for presentations on crisis mental health, ADA and disability awareness, disaster services, and older adult services.

Crosby was deeply loved by "his" girl, Christine, and his human companions, Renea and Lisa.

He was preceded in death by his pack mate, Moses, and the cats who trained him as an adolescent, Sexy and Sarah. He is survived by pack canines, Sadie, Homer, and Scout, and felines, William and Rosie, as well as his "sister from another mister" and best playmate, Nestle.

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K-9 Kuba, U.S. Border Patrol Officer

Monday, 12 December 2016

Kuba Fernandez

K-9 Kuba U.S. Border Patrol Officer (retired)

Department of Homeland Security
Bureau of Customs and Border Protection
U.S. Border Patrol


December 7 , 2016

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10 years

DOB: July 28, 2006 - DOD: December 7, 2016

Years of Service: December 12, 2007 - January 22, 2016

K-9 Kuba passed at age 10 years from unknown causes peacefully at home

Kuba was part of the Arizona Border Patrol K9 Program with U.S. Customs and Border Protection, a critical piece of the Department of Homeland Security. He and the other dogs in the program detect and help seize controlled substances and other contraband, while apprehending persons who attempt the transport of these items.
Kuba, who was born July 28, 2006, was assigned to BPA (Border Patrol Agent) Jorge Fernandez December 12, 2007. As a K9 Border Patrol Agent, he and his handler, confiscated thousands of dollars worth of drugs and arrested several hundred people. Kuba retired on January 22, 2016 living with Jorge, and wife Emily. K-9 Kuba peacefully passed away at his home on Wednesday, December 7, 2016.

In BPA Fernandez own words about home life with K9 Kuba:

The first time I saw Kuba at the National Canine Facility in El Paso, Texas, the first thing that came into my mind was, "That's a big dog." Compared to the other dogs in our class, Kuba was a pretty big dog. But he was what we called a "hammer". He had a good nose and was a hard worker. He knew what he had to do in order to receive his reward and he loved to play tug of war. Outside of work, Kuba knew he was just a dog and acted as such. He loved to play, he especially loved to play catch or keep away. Kuba had a strong pack drive. He welcomed new members to the pack and if it was a dog, he would show that dog that he was the alpha dog. At work he enjoyed being around and working with other people. He loved climbing mountains and walking trails. He loved to chase the rabbits, lizards, and mice that roamed the desert. He once caught a mouse and he pranced around feeling proud of himself. Afterwards he put the mouse down and when he realized it was dead he just walked away.
Off duty, Kuba had a very calm and mellow temperament. He never chased or harmed Biju, my wife's cat, nor did he want any trouble with her. After working for a little over 8 years, Kuba retired from service. He was considered one of the best canines in the canine program and his statistics and work ethics, proved it. Although retired, Kuba hated staying home. Kuba didn't like staying home not being able to hang out with me 10 plus hours of work running around in the desert.


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December 9, 2016, 2:00 pm

Private - Immediate Family Only

Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center , 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha NE 68154


Sunday, 03 April 2016

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Taysia Blue Siberian Husky & Malamute Rescue
March 31, 2016


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9 years

DOB: Unknown - Rescued: January 2, 2015 - DOD: March 31, 2016

Shadow passed at age 9 years from Prostate Cancer

Foster Parent: Angela Ryba

Shadow, known as "The Big Guy" began his life being bounced around from place to place, he found his way into rescue with Taysia Blue Siberian Husky & Malamute Rescue on January 2, 2015 where he joined his first foster parent Matt Gugat. Shadow then made his way to his permanent foster Angela Ryba in January 2015. With time, lots of love, Shadow learned to love and trust that he would never be alone again. Angela cared and loved Shadow as if he were her own and in rescue Shadow was considered Angela's boy.
Shadow, although very independent, he loved children and had a magical way with them. He enjoyed car rides, long walks, treats; food in general and his toys which he cared for as his babies. When it came to his toys he would cuddle them, carry them around the house and sleep with them, never to chew up or play rough with them. Shadow being one of nicest, sweetest dogs with a gentle soul he was not a fan of kisses or hugs.

In June of 2015, Shadow was diagnosed with a terminal form of Prostate Cancer, life expectancy would be under a year. Angela vowing to make Shadow's time left full of comfort and happiness, taking him everywhere with her, including work. Angela and Shadow became inseparable. In late fall of 2015 Shadow became an ambassador dog for Puppy Up Omaha ( a national nonprofit organization that supports research and helps fund comparative oncology in humans and K9's with 2-mile walks in cities all over America.) Shadow and Angela wanted to give a face to cancer, help build awareness and raise funds to help promote research with this horrible disease that affects all of us.

Shadow is survived by Foster Parent: Angela Ryba, Paw Foster Family Member: Cookie, Taysia Blue Siberian Husky & Malamute Rescue Family, and many Rescued Siberian Husky & Malamutes who came before him , those who will follow to find Forever Homes and the Omaha NE Puppy Up Family.

Proceeded in death by the many animals that never made it out of puppy mills, the abused and neglected. Those humans and animals alike that lost their battle with cancer.



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at Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Funeral Service:

No Service at this time

K-9 Officer General , OPD

Saturday, 15 August 2015

k 9 Officer General 2015

K-9 Officer General

Omaha Police Narcotics Unit

August 6, 2015

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15 years

DOB:  2000 - DOD: August 6, 2015

K-9 Officer General passed at age 15 years from old age

K-9 Officer General, an English Springer Spaniel who started his journey in life as a hunting dog, he then went to Rudy Drexler School for Dogs in Elkhart IN; training in Substance Detection for Narcotics.  This was when Officer Gary Kula trained with him. K-9 Officer General was brought back to Omaha in 2002 where he continued to work and live with Officer Kula for many years. In 2007, Officer Bob Laney took over handling K-9 Officer General until K-9 Officer General's retirement in 2010. Officer Laney  and his family cared for K-9 Officer General in their home until his death on August 6, 2015.

During K-9 Officer General's service with the Omaha Police Department he was a dedicated Officer who worked as an "undercover" narcotics detection canine. Over the years multiple search warrants were issued in state and the federal courts resulting  in the seizure of large quantities of illegal narcotics.

K-9 Officer General is survived by The Omaha Police Department Family and Community of Omaha



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Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center


Friday, 24 July 2015


Niko Popp 2015


July 22, 2015

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11 years,  0 months,  7 days

DOB: July 15, 2004 - Gotcha: July 22,2007 - Adopted: July 31, 2007 - DOD:  July 22, 2015

Family Member of Lynne & Steven Popp

Niko entered into Hospice Care June 11, 2015 under the care of Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center to live out his days in the comfort and care of his home and his family, he passed away July 22, 2015 from Liver Cancer at home in loving arms of his pet parents , transitioned under the care of Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center 

Niko, a Yorkshire Terrier was born July 15, 2004, adopted by Steve and Lynne Popp of Omaha, NE, with his paw brother  Gizmo, on July 31, 2007, through Westie Rescue of Missouri.

Niko, was the Popp's  faithful, loving boy for 8 years till the day he went to heaven. He was a bundle of energy and loved running in his backyard with his brother Gizmo (Gizzie), later with Buster Brownie and Sophie Rose. He loved to run up and down the fence line barking at anyone going by their house. Niko and Gizzie kept all birds and rabbits out of our yard. After moving  to their new house, Niko and Buster Brownie protected their yard from squirrels, turkeys, all types of birds, rabbits, deer, and the neighbor's cat. Until Niko became ill, he never turned down a walk. He also loved car rides.

Niko was Mommy's boy. He protected, comforted, and took care of her to the end. Even though he was her boy, Niko loved his walks, car rides, and special late night times with Daddy. However, he was assertive and would let Lynne and Steven know what he wanted when they would leave, Niko was always at the laundry room door wagging his tail greeting them when they came home.

Niko greeted everyone who visited and exuberantly let them know he was happy to see them. He was gifted with a few traits, for example, before drinking he would stop and bow (like he was praying) then drink. Another gift he was not trained to do was singing along with Daddy when he was blowing the shofar. When Lynne was holding Niko, just before he left them, his ears perked up when  he heard his last shofar blast.

"He was "Our Little Man" as the blanket  that will be used to cover him in rest says. Niko left an indeligible impression on our hearts. He will be buried next to Gizmo, their spirits are running and playing in heaven now. Rest in peace, dear little boy, we love you, and thank Abba for letting us take care of you, and love you. Thank You Niko for sharing your unconditional love with us." - Lynne & Steven Popp

Niko is survived by Pet Parents: Lynne and Steven Popp,  Paw Family Members: Buster Brownie and Sophie Rose, all of Omaha, NE

Proceeded in death by Paw Sisters: Precious Pearl and Muffin Pearl and Paw Brothers: Gizmo and Squirt




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Private at Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Graveside Service and Internment assisted by Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center                                                    

at Rolling Acres Pet Cemetery, Lincoln NE

Monday, July 27, 2015, 10:30am


Thursday, 25 June 2015

IMG 20140629 172516 2 CopyDOLL BABY FRY
JUNE 11, 2015
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8 years, 5 months, 10 days

DOB: January 21, 2007 - Gotcha: June 13, 2013 - DOD: June 11, 2015

Family Member of Cherie Fry

Doll passed away at home unexpectedly, believed to be from natural causes

Doll, a Papillon was born January 21, 2007 in Beatrice Nebraska. Doll; born Daisy spent the first six years of her life with a family that loved her , because of family circumstances and out of concern for Doll's safety the family chose to re - home her. Doll came into Cherie's life on June 13, 2013 where she began a new life in a safe environment surrounded by love. She joined her new home with paw sisters Mollie, Savanna, and Emmie, paw brother Paws and winged companion Trust and paw foster sister Penny. With lots of activity in the home the first few days were a difficult adjustment for Doll but in no time she started to fit in. Mollie taught her to bark and talk when Cherie arrived home and of course she learned to beg for yummy treats. She enjoyed her one on one time where she liked to crawl around on her tummy and play tug of war with her toys.

Doll was pretty insecure about new places and people but was slowly starting to come out of her shell, she was very devoted to Cherie, following her everywhere and wanted nothing more than please. A tiny little girl who spoke her mind often and at times got even a little bossy with Paws the cat. She knew she was a pretty special little girl, deeply loved and spoiled to say the least. Cherie always referred to her as "my's perfect little pap."

Doll Baby is survived by Pet Parent: Cherie Fry, Special Family Friend: Greg Sexton, Paw Family Members: Emmie Kay, Savanna Lee, Hope Cherie, Paws Kailen, Garfield, and Cleya , Paw Friend: Emmett
all of Omaha, NE.
Proceeded in death by Paw Sisters Mollie May and Penny, Winged Sister Trust


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 May Doll find my Jay, run and jump for joy in rainbow heaven, waiting for the time they both will see us again.

       -  Dennis and Toby the cockalier and my new puppy Sally the Bichon Frise

Dear Cherie,

Words can never begin to say how my heart hurts for you......I know what a special place our furry friends can hold in our hearts. Know this has got to be a tough time for you. You are always so close to my heart in all you did for my Beloved Mickey.....tears still come easy when I think of him. You are in my thoughts and prayers......

       - Love, Sherry Granger



Family will be receiving friends Saturday June 27, 2015, 10:30am at Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Celebration of Doll's Life, June 27, 2015 11:00am, at Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha, NE


Following Services


Mollie May "Bear"

Wednesday, 02 April 2014


February 26, 2014

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15 years, 11 months, 11 days

DOB: March 15, 1998 – DOD: February 26, 2014

Mollie passed away at home from Congestive Heart Failure on February 26, 2014

Mollie, a Chihuahua / Pekinese mix was born March 15, 1998 in a liter of 5 puppies. She and her sister Chadz (shades) were gifts to Marian Germain and Janna Fry on Mother’s Day 1998 from Cherie Fry. After Marian’s death two months later Chadz came to live with Cherie. Janna in her grief with the loss of her daughter and health issues could not care for Mollie, she rejoined her sister with Cherie in their home. It was not long and these two wonderful puppies had stolen Cherie’s heart, and became “Her Girls.” “We understood each other and spoke to each other from our hearts.  I was in theirs and they were in mine..”

Mollie was the rock that often held Cherie’s world together, Mollie made her laugh, supported her through the tears. When Mollie’s sister Chadz passed in 2009, Chadz became the inspiration behind Cherie’s mission to provide professional, respectful, and meaningful death care services to the Greater Omaha Community; While Mollie was the one who kept the inspiration going. It was looking in her eyes that said “Mom you’re making a difference and families need you, I need you”  Who would’ve thought an animal with four legs and fur could be a driving force in change, be a life’s mission?

Mollie always carried herself with grace; she was very social, loved people, but seemed at times to have a better then you attitude. She was emotionally strong, and inspirational. She could be stubborn and opinionated. Things were done her way or she wasn’t interested. She liked to go on walks, car rides, play, give kisses and cuddle. She was a talker and never afraid to make herself known. She loved the smell of flowers, especially in the spring when the roses were in bloom in the yard. She liked to often sit as lambs on her front knees. She had many nicknames such as Bear, Aunt Mollie, Cuddle Bear, Mollie May May, Molliebear, Missy Moo

Mollie is survived by Pet Parent: Cherie Fry, Special Family Friend: Greg Sexton, Nieces & Nephew: Emmie Kay, Sigourney May, and Tyke Jake, Family Pet Companions: Savanna Lee, Doll Baby, Paws Kailen, Garfield, & Cleya. All of Omaha, NE
Proceeded in death by sister: Chadz Ann, Pet Parent: Janna Fry, Family Pet Companions: Babe, & Trust


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Family will be receiving friends Sunday April 13, 2014, 10:00am – 11:30am at Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha NE


Celebration of Angel, April 13, 11:30am, at Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center, 11718 W. Dodge Rd. Omaha NE
Luncheon: Following services


Jack Wilson

Monday, 24 February 2014


Jack Wilson
February 24, 2014

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17 years

Born: December 11, 1997 - Entered into Rest: February 24, 2014

I got Jack when he was three months old from breeder Nancy Armstrong in Minnesota. I also got Maggie from Nancy; Jack and Maggie had the same mom (Sidney). Nancy was going to keep him and show him, but she found out I had lost my cocker spaniel recently and reluctantly agreed to sell him to me. I only had female dogs before Jack, but she convinced me that her male dogs were even sweeter. Boy, was she right! Jack loved everyone, and everyone loved him. He was so joyful and funny.

Jack was obsessed with food, which I found out the first time I fed him. He practically dove into his bowl and food was flying everywhere. (Nancy forgot to mention that!!) Of course, Jack also loved treats. He even thought crushed ice was a treat and would often race to the refrigerator when someone was getting ice from the ice machine. He loved car rides and would go with me sometimes to run errands. At the First National Bank and Crane Coffee drive-through, he would get treats. Of course, every time we went to ANY drive-through, he EXPECTED to get a treat. The person at the window usually got a huge kick out of seeing Jack with half of his body out of the car window anxiously searching for his treat. When Maggie was with us, there were two golden's with their heads out the window anxiously searching for treats. Hilarious! A couple of weeks ago, I came into the kitchen and there was Jack with an empty dog food bag stuck on his head.

Jack loved to go on walks, which we did often. People driving by would actually stop their cars and tell me what a beautiful dog he was. (Of course, I already knew this but loved the fact that everyone else thought so, too.) Jack loved to chase squirrels and rabbits in the back yard. When he was a puppy, he actually caught a small squirrel. I didn't realize it until I saw the bushy tail hanging out of the side of his mouth. He was so proud!! He ignored my shouts of "no." I remembered that Nancy had taught him the "give" command very well. When I yelled "give," he dropped that squirrel and it hobbled away.

Jack absolutely LOVED squeaky toys. He was rarely without a toy or a ball in his mouth. I laughed every time he would prance around the house going "squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak." When I bought toys for all three dogs, he would steal them from the other two dogs while they weren't looking or wrestle them away from them. He would lay down far away from them and guard them with his paws. Although he was almost perfect in my eyes, he was very selfish when it came to his toys. He was always excited when I would come home with bags to see what new toys or treats I had bought for him.

Jack loved the agility training classes we took -- especially the treats. For some reason, he was terrified of the tunnel even when we shrunk it down to three feet and I was on the other end coaxing him to go through it. On testing day, I didn't know if he would go through it or not. Fortunately, it was in the middle of the routine and when I yelled "tunnel" he went right through. Although we didn't get 1st place, I was so proud of him.

Our cat, Charlie, thought Jack's fluffy tail was a great toy. Jack would usually take it in stride and just let Charlie play with it.

Our favorite nicknames for him were Jackson, Gorgeous, Sweet Pea, and Sweetness.
- Laurie Wilson

Survived By: Pet Parents – Laurie Wilson & Kevin Hardy, Pet Siblings – Honey, Charlie,
Pet Companion friends: Lucy and Louie

Proceeded in Death By: Pet Siblings – (half sister) Maggie, Mozart, Gus, and Patch


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Date and time: March 1, 2014 11:00PM
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Jack Mohr

Monday, 01 October 2012


Jack Mohr
October 14, 2012

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12 years

DOB: April 15, 1999 – DOD: October 14, 2012

The Life and Times of Jack Mohr

The Early Years
We got Jack from a family in LaVista. At the time, the family was exceptionally happy to see the last pup (Jack) leave, and we were so happy to receive him into our home. I spent my summer off from school training Jack. He was a good student, although we always laughed that when school started up, Jack sometimes liked to do number 2 in Matt's bedroom (Matt was already away at college). Matt does not like to hear that story. ;)

Jack was a rambunctious pup. He ran around in the backyard like a Jack rabbit, so we always thought his name was quite appropriate. He liked to run up and down the fence line with a Boxer that lived next door. He had a great time, although I wasn't always sure about the Boxer. When we moved over into our current house, it happened to be a snowy, icy winter and Jack's paws kept getting stuck on the ice. We decided that boots were the answer. After about 5 minutes we were able to get one boot on and start to put on the second boot. However, the first boot came off and we had not gotten the second boot on. We quickly determined that this would not work and that Jack would have to weather the weather.

The Middle Years
Jack got quite ill and we didn't know then if he would make it or not. Age was on his side and with many treatments he made it! We were ecstatic! Not long after, Joe and Patti Samson's (our daughter-in- laws parents) dog, Maggie, became ill very similar to Jack's illness. Maggie went through the same kind of treatments. One evening, Maggie just was not doing well and was up on the couch and would do nothing. We decided to take Jack over to see Maggie. They had played before and we thought this might help Maggie. Just like a good friend, Jack went in to see Maggie, and before we knew it, Maggie got off the couch and started to run around with Jack. Maggie also recovered fully and Patti always gave all the credit to Jack!!

The Late Years
Jack loved to be outdoors, take walks (his heart was in great condition at the time of his death), relax in the shade under our locust tree, see the kids in the neighborhood, and just plain enjoy life! Jack greeted me each evening at the door, always so happy to see me! There are so many stories about our Jackie Boy that I do need to write a book about him. He loved Tom and me with the greatest love, and taught us all about love. Our sons Matt and Mark will miss Jack, too. They loved him and Jack loved them! When Matt and Mark took care of Jack for us in the early years, they liked to tease that they were going to send Jack to Boot Camp! I always told them no way!

Jack was very sick over this last week-end and we had to let him go. We could not have him in pain or discomfort one more day. Tom and I were with him until his last breath. Thank you Dear God for giving us our Jackie!

Jack is survived by:
Pet Parents Kathleen & Tom Mohr , Omaha NE, Pet Sibling: Pinky, Omaha NE


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Location: Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center


Date and time: October 20, 2012 11:00AM
Location: Mohr Home
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Sony Kirkpatrick

Sunday, 02 September 2012


Sony Kirkpatrick
September 2, 2012
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13 years

Born: March 21, 1999 – Entered into Rest: September 2, 2012

Survived By: Pet Parents - Jan & Mike Kirkpatrick, Pet Siblings - Ticko, Gracie & Nora

Proceeded in Death By: Pet Siblings – (Mother) Laci, Kari Anne and Hector


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Location: Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center
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Date and time: September 8, 2012 11:00AM
Location: Paws To Angels Pet Loss Center