Honored Pet Memorial Wall

Ouija Huppert was the most adorable, sweet, funny, smart and spunky little boy. We looked forward to his immensely excited and crazy happy greeting whenever we came home from wherever we went. Snuggle time with him was our favorite time of the day. And his Boston Terrier zoomies were hysterical and made us laugh with joy so much. Ouija was such a huge part of our lives from the moment we brought him home. The hole in our hearts as a result of his loss is enormous. Rest now sweet baby boy, your mommy and daddy love you more than you could ever know. Our small solace is that he is now playing with his brother Chupie on the other side of the rainbow bridge…????????

You came into our lives and into our hearts. You were our special girl and no matter the crazy antics, we loved you heart and soul. You were our “big-head” and we will miss you pressing your head against our legs. You protected us with your life for over twelve years and now you can rest. We hope you’re running freely now with your ears back and that smile you had in your eyes.

Boo boo rest easy buddy . You will always be in my heart buddy you where my 1st pet that i owned and will cherished tell the day we meet again. Say hi rocky and mom and rest of family up there . Tell then love you buddy 4 ever .

In loving memory of our beautiful Brutus. You brought us so much happiness for so many wonderful years. You were always there through the good times and challenging ones. Saying goodbye was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. I miss you, but know you are not in pain anymore running around with Lily and being loved by Gigi once again. You will always be with me, Mac and Tucker. We love you Brutus!

Our beautiful girl. We were so lucky to have you in our family. We will love and miss you forever.

Pumpkin you were the best cat I could have ever asked for. The moment I saw you at just 3weeks old I knew there was something special about you. I had a bond with you that I’ve never had with a pet before. Saying goodbye was the one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do but I didn’t want you suffering or in pain any longer. You didn’t deserve that. I would have paid anything to keep you here with me longer but I would have been selfish to drag you along that ride without a definite your going to be a 100 percent or even make it through it. I am sorry there wasnt anything I could do. But I am glad you felt peace and comfort in my arms as I said goodbye and you left for heaven. Thank you for the almost 10years I got to spend with you. I will cherish those memories for the rest of my life. We will meet again one day my sweet boy. Rest in peace. Gone but never forgotten! I love you with all my heart pumpkin!!!

I love you gizmo❤️

Gizmo we will always love you buddy rest easy

CrackerJack Pagliocca 2/26/05 – 8/6/21 He may have arrived as “Horace” but he left this earth as CrackerJack (aka “Cracks”, CJ, The Baby, and Baby Boy), an adorable rescue beagle from New Orleans, who had been one of the many dogs separated from their owners during Hurricane Katrina. CrackerJack was a charmer, who could win over anyone with his eyes, a tilt of the head, floppy ears, and curiosity. One of his best buddies was Uncle John who took good care of him and took CJ with him to work at his record store. He developed quite a fan club there. Uncle Chris would give him lots of belly rubs and long walks when he babysat CJ. “Gramma” and “Grampa” in Pennsylvania loved his visits too, and for a time he was a soothing companion for Grampa after Gramma passed. And then there was Ginnie, his favorite school crossing guard, whom he would run to meet every day after school for a special treat. Cousin Mindy, the poodle, was not always amused at his antics, but Aunt Diana showered lots of love on him too. He certainly was not short of attention! CJ did not like car rides, but loved arriving at an intended destination, which usually included more treats, affection, and adventure. I worked out of my home office for 16 years unless I was travelling, and CrackerJack was my assistant under the desk by my feet. We called that “going to work”, which was part of a daily routine. He would sleep horizontally in bed instead of vertically, which was entertaining, especially when we had to share a twin bed while the house was being renovated!! When I got my old piano from PA, he loved to sprawl out on the carpet next to me as I attempted to learn a new piece. Other things he was noted for loving were football (he could watch an entire game!), music, especially Bob Dylan (whom we dubbed “Uncle Bob”), and a chartreuse green squeaky named “Toy” that his neighbor Marissa gave him. CrackerJack had typical beagle traits and was “all boy”. Besides attention his priorities were food and treats, especially chicken and salmon. CJ would nudge you if he wasn’t getting an immediate response. He was very vocal, stubborn, and focused, and pretended until the end he did not understand the command “Stay!” He detested being taunted by two ducks who came every spring for about 10 weeks to hang out on the pool cover and deck before they headed onwards. It was difficult to walk with him, since he could stop in the middle of crossing a street without warning and want to go back to revisit a scent he just smelled. He was extremely strong and could pull quite hard, so we were limited to going around the block. He seemed to always attract new admirers. When CrackerJack started to develop arthritis and walking became more and more of an issue, he went to physical therapy and acupuncture for a while, and although it did help for a time to slow down the progression, he finally could only walk if assisted in the back and had to wear diapers. I remember thinking when one doctor told me about expressing an older dog and she had done it herself for two years that I didn’t think I could do that, but instead I did it for 2 ½ years and would do it longer or all over again if I had to. CrackerJack was one of a kind, and has left a big hole in my heart. But I am so thankful for the 15 1/2 years that he was with me. He will always be missed, and very fondly remembered.