Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together…

Author Unknown


Kelly’s Rich Cinnamon Pepper, CGC, TDI
March 31, 1991 – January 4, 2005
Our Founder



January 22, 1995 – March 20, 2005
Pepper’s 1st Lieutenant and Kelly’s Faithful Knight


2/18/2014 – 1/15/2024

Beaten down and maimed during his first years, this amazing pup found us thru Peppertree Rescue. When Rob, his foster dropped him off and drove away we saw sadness in his eyes. He must of been thinking, what’s next. He was treated with kindness and we gained his trust. Bolt will be remembered as a gentle, fun loving pup. Roll in fields of grass my friend, until we meet again.


10/7/09 – 5/5/21

Cosmo, my little buddy, was a happy and friendly Beagle with the best personality!  Cosmo loved everyone, especially if they had treats to share!  Most of all, he loved taking long walks to sniff everything and greet anyone we met along the way.  He also liked napping, riding in the car and having lots of squeaky toys to destroy.  He could unstuff a toy in seconds!  Cosmo would always greet me at the door with his tail wagging and a happy bark, followed by getting a toy to play with.  His favorite activity at night was to go from bed to bed, always popping his head up to see me to be sure I knew where he was.

It is now too quiet without my special boy, as the squeaky toys remain untouched, and I no longer hear that happy bark.

My sweet Cosmo, we only had 3 years together, which was not enough.  Your paw print is on my heart and not a day will go by without thinking of you.  We love you and miss you!

Deb Mosher and your sisters, Abbie, Tessa, and Brenna



Sadly we had to say our final goodbyes to our beloved Chasky. He came to us as a senior dog with signs on his body that he’d had a very hard life. We promised him the best golden years possible, so the last 3+ years were packed with outdoor adventures, tons of love and daily snuggles. In return he gave us his all, he made us happy and we won’t forget the joy he gave us in the time we spent together.
Thank you big guy, we’ll miss you ♥️
Your family


He came into our lives for my first attempt at being a foster, and as soon as we met, I quickly became a foster failure as he had my heart. Every day he greeted me the the warmest smiles and those gentle eyes. He loved his kitten sisters, and often found himself sharing his bed with them. He was the greatest dog brother to Elliot, always wandering the yard, and watching the birds together. He loved sweet potatoes, cucumbers and watermelon. Charlie was only with us for 11 months, but we are so happy he chose to spend his senior days with our little family. We miss him greatly. Rest in peace my sweet boy.


Sheba gave me companionship, love and laughter. I gave her a quiet, comfortable life. She actually developed a love of music, especially classical, and would just fall asleep listening to it.  As her belly grew and grew from congestive heart failure, I was told it was just a matter of time. She let me know she was tired and so I made a difficult decision. We bonded in such a short time, just 9 months, and I loved her with all my heart. Thank you for introducing me to this most wonderful of God’s creatures.


He was my boy.


We want to thank Peppertree Rescue, and particularly Mary Ellen and Amrit, for your concern with Bayou. He was much loved by you, us, and the people he met during his time with us. He was a gentle soul who probably endured some pretty rough treatment, but with a lot of luck, and the people at Peppertree, he got a chance to actually be what he was born to be: a hound dog.

He enjoyed sitting in “his” chair watching the birds, chipmunks, and squirrels alight and scamper in our front yard. He loved to bark at any deer or fox who dared to enter the yard. His trip to the park was the high point of each day. He would bark to meet all of his canine friends. He would bark at all of the places in the park where he had seen a rabbit (no matter how long ago) and stop to be petted by anyone. A woman who had never touched a dog before petted him. Every time we saw her, she would come to check on her new friend. We saw her this week and told her Bayou was gone. She began to cry. Everyone knew him and everyone loved him. He was truly “a friend to all the world”. We miss him terribly.

He was a dog who had three names, Caillou, Bayou, and eventually Haiku. Three names and three distinct chapters to his life. We often wondered what his life had been in the past, whether he had been happy and cared for before he came to Peppertree. We’ll never know, but we hope he was happy in his life with us. We know he made us happy and we won’t forget the joy he gave us in the short time we spent together.

Paul and Mary Ann


When I think of River, I think of how much he loved life and it breaks my heart that his life was cut short by cancer. He came to us as a foster with a cough, which turned out to be primary and metastatic lung cancer. Was his life before filled with secondhand smoke that determined his fate? We will never know. What I do know is that despite the pain he surely must have felt, River was a happy boy who was so appreciative and grateful to be part of a family. We had several inquiries about him, but he wanted to stay with us – his home with his two canine sisters and me – and his Peppertree family, where he belonged. River was a big dog with a big heart. He settled quickly into a routine – he knew he had his turn for a walk, and he happily keep himself entertained by helping himself to whatever was left on the counter that he could reach before settling down for a nap while he waited. He learned he had to wait politely by the door and when beckoned, he sprang quickly into action. Once outside, we embarked on what always seemed to be the best walk of his life. He enjoyed every moment, every step, every scent, every person he encountered he could greet. He loved his walks so much I loved walking with him. As the cancer continued its insidious spread, his pace slowed, his breathing became more labored and our walks became shorter. He gazed at me with the most loving and trusting eyes, as if to say thank you for being there for and with me. River was not without his quirks, but his quirks were just a part of who he was – a loving, loyal, undemanding, goofy dog who won our hearts. He lived gallantly, with joy, pride and dignity. And when he no longer could, we let him go with tears, sadness and heartache that he didn’t have more time. He was with us for 8 months and his loss is dearly felt. 

Rest in peace River. You were very loved, are very missed and will always have a special place in our hearts.

Marilla, Missy and Jung


11 year old Gentleman Jack MacDonald-Hartt, aka Peppertree Paddington, passed peacefully on April 12, 2019 from cancer with his family by his side. The staff at Troy Veterinary Hospital, who loved him dearly, made it possible for him to go comfortably at a place that he always enjoyed, yes, the VET. There are many things about JACK but his master agility teacher Wendy Cerilli summed it up when she said “JACK is such a wonderful soul.”

Some of the things JACK loved and that we loved about him:

1. being with his family at home and camp and lounging on the couch in the family room, getting his tummy rubs.
2. agility at High Goal Farm, he would not only fly over the jumps and rub his back in the tunnels but also breathe in all the fresh air. like heaven.
3. his Bright and Beautiful therapy dog work, over 500 visits, at Susan Odell Taylor School and the nursing home and other places. If you said we are going to see the “kids” for Taylor and Piseco Schools, and “people” at the nursing home, JACK would run around our home crazy and then when he got there, he would be calm, a model therapy dog.
4. riding in the car, especially to see his friend Cindi at Agway, all his friends at Troy Vet, going to our camp at Piseco or simply going anywhere, anytime.
5. rolling in the snow, the grass and digging holes.
6. his dog friends Zoey, Macey, Casey, Trigger, Patrick, Jenney, Petey, Crystal, Truly and Gianna, Mimi and Bailey and double loves his dog Mom, Sweet Pea.
7. being ready to take on any unneutered male dog that threatened us. AND those joggers and runners, he would want to chase them.
8. taking hour long walks in the neighborhood in the morning and in the afternoon at Oakwood Cemetery and telling us exactly where he was going to go on any given day.
9. roughhousing and hanging out with his sister, ALLY MacDonald-Hartt
10. his kitty friend Celeste who is now with him and Gypsy who misses him a lot.
11. 11.being called “The Littlest Prince” by his big human brothers, Mike and Greg.
12. being loveable and stubborn, all at the same time.
13. Gentleman JACK is loved and missed already, lots of tears have been shed at High Goal Farm, Troy Vet, home and by his many friends.
14. Our neighbors gave us a doormat when we first adopted JACK in September 2011 that said “A shelter dog rescued this family”. Yes, JACK certainly did. Thank you to Chrissy Kaczynski and Peppertree Rescue for bringing JACK into our lives.
15. JACK will forever be flying high at High Goal Farm, doing therapy dog work in his next home and looking over us, waiting to play with all of us again, and hoping that we will love another dog the way we love him so ALLY has a friend.

Gentleman JACK is loved and missed already, lots of tears have been shed at High Goal Farm, Troy Vet, home and by his many friends.

Our neighbors gave us a doormat when we first adopted JACK in September 2011 that said “A shelter dog rescued this family”. Yes, JACK certainly did. Thank you to Chrissy Kaczynski and Peppertree Rescue for bringing JACK into our lives.

JACK will forever be flying high at High Goal Farm, doing therapy dog work in his next home and looking over us, waiting to play with all of us again, and hoping that we will love another dog the way we love him so ALLY has a friend.


On April 12, 2007 Poppy (later named Poppy Moon, after Keith Moon, the drummer from The Who) entered into my life and then the life of my husband, Eric. Moon came to Peppertree from a puppy mill in Georgia. She was estimated to be three years old at the time of rescue, severely underweight and diagnosed with an enlarged heart, intestinal worms and heart worms. There were rope scars around her neck and scars on her face and she had recently given birth to a litter. Moon and her daughter, who was rescued by Peppertree as well, were breeding dogs, thrown away like a commodity, when they were done being used.

Moon was considered a “super shy,” meaning that given her rough start and lack of socialization, the chances were low that she would come to understand affection, play and to trust humans. It took time and diligence, but with an extreme amount of love, patience and care, Moon became, in every sense of the word, a true dog and blossomed beyond anything we ever expected. She was ours and we were her “pack.” Everything about Moon was BIG. Her size (she was a hearty 86 pounds). Her personality (she was “all about the head,” dipping it down and then up, flirting with us when she wanted attention, which was pretty much all the time). Her sounds (she didn’t make a peep for two years until one day she let out the most amazing and loud “WOO, WOO, WOO!!!”). We were thrilled. Later came even more humorous sounds like grunting for affection when on her bed or letting out big snorts when galloping around playing with us outside. She loved her backyard, digging spots underneath trees and in the gardens, chasing squirrels, snapping at bees (her arch-enemy), drinking from our pond and dunking in it on hot days, walks, the snow, car rides and relaxing in the sand at the ocean. Moon was bossy, stubborn and yes, the world revolved around her. We were just fine with that. Moon lived her life like all of us should—with a sincere appreciation of each day, a sense of wonder and curiosity of all things and with a full and loving heart.

On April 4, 2019 Moon ended her journey with us. We were right by Moon’s side, at home, whispering in her big velvet ears that it was okay to move on to Rainbow Bridge. She is free again to do all the things she so loved and there is joy in knowing this. Spending 15 years on this earth is a testament to Moon’s strength and love of life. Eric and I are forever grateful to Peppertree for giving us the honor of loving Moon to the end of her days. Thank you, Moon. We love you precious girl.

Annette and Eric


11/10/04 – 11/3/18

Dorothy came to Peppertree Rescue in need of a home in July of 2017, as her owner could no longer care for her.
She was the most gentle and loving girl who had always been the only pet in her home.
Dorothy adjusted very well to sharing her new home with several canine sisters and brothers and even let them steal her food!
Her favorite thing was to be outside keeping watch over her yard and barking at anyone who passed by.
Dorothy will be remembered for her sweet and kind nature and of course, her voice.
She has taken a piece of my heart with her on her final journey.
Goodbye my sweet Dorothy,
Deb Mosher


In memory of our old sweet dog, Keeper. We rescued him at Peppertree on August 15, 2002. His name was Rush at the time – we renamed him Keeper.
He was 10 1/2 months old at the time, and so, was 17 years and maybe 2 months old last week when we had to put him down.
Keeper was the best dog a human could own – funny, goofy, sweet, obedient and extremely loyal. He NEVER ran off at any time, and we have lived in our present home in the country on 2 acres- no fence- for 13+ years. There was never any need for a fence – all he wanted was to be with us, follow us around with a stick or a ball in his mouth.
Keeper had a “brother from another mother” until 4 years ago. They were inseparable. They got along from the first second they saw each other. Sadly, that dog passed, and Keeper started going downhill. We got our little female border collie mix 4 years ago from a shelter in Walden, NY, and she perked him up, adding more years onto his life. I can’t say enough about this lovable, loyal dog, except that he is greatly missed and will be in our hearts forever.

He had the best life we could give him, and he gave us our best life. We’re still in mourning, but know it was the right thing to do at the right moment in time. Thank you for everything.
Janice and Gary Mcclure


This is my baby girl Eve. Eve came into our lives back in 2003. We were at The Crossings in Colonie and there was a pet adoption going on. The rest was history.
Eve was a part of our lives for the past 16 years, and it’s hard not having you here with us anymore. How you hated being bathed, but loved to swim in the lake or get sprayed by the hose with Dylan. Or when it was time for Dylan to go to bed, you would go lay with him until he passed out, then make your way to me for some quality time.
Eve, you were our protector, my companion when Dylan was away and part of our small family. The daughter I never had. The day I had to make that decision was the hardest thing I had to do so far in my life. I know in my head it was the right choice, but there is a forever emptiness in my heart that will never be filled. Until you, Dylan and I are together again, sleep in peace my baby girl. We loved you from hello.
May 2003 – August 29th 2018


My adorable Callie,
You came to me just 6 years ago as a foster – a frightened little stray from Georgia. In time, you overcame your fear to become the most trusting and friendly companion.
I had to keep you for myself….you truly brightened our home with your presence!
Words cannot express our emptiness, but the time spent with you will always be treasured and never forgotten.
Be at peace my sweet girl.
Deb Mosher


Little Nikki – such a sweetheart. Amazing is the best word to describe you!
You were such a determined little Beagle to live out each day to the fullest with so much energy – at the age of 18!
We miss you so much, but knowing you had such a long and happy life helps to say goodbye for now.
Remembering you and your silly ways will always make me smile.
You will always have a special place in my heart.
Deb Mosher


Ike had many jobs to do here on earth, and he did them all without us asking. We adopted him when he was seven years old, and he knew that in order to stay with us, his first job was to get along with Kelly, our bossy female spaniel. From the start he was a gentleman and always let her have her way.
His next job was to help my husband Mike recover from a life-threatening illness. When Mike came home from the hospital after 41 days, Ike provided TLC, the most powerful medicine around, especially when administered by a warm and furry canine companion.
On a daily basis, he kept me company as I worked from home, and was the best office-mate ever. Then he became a certified therapy dog, giving unconditional love to all he met.
Finally, as our 16-year old Kelly became blind, deaf and in the throes of dementia, he stepped in and guided her every step, slept beside her, and became her therapy dog. Kelly-the-boss-dog depended upon Ike’s gentle support.
But most of all, the job he did best–and the job he loved the most–was walking with us, sitting beside us, letting us scratch his ears, and just being with us. And oh, he was so good at it.
Run free, Ike
adopted summer 2013 (7 yrs old)
crossed over Rainbow Bridge March 18, 2017 (10 yrs old)
Peggy and Mike


Barney, the best Beagle ever!
Barney has touched so many people with his story of survival, his unique personality and that adorable face.
Everyone who met Barney just loved him and he truly loved everyone he met too, both human and canine.
He always greeted new fosters into his home with a wagging tail and he bonded with each one of them, especially the ladies!
Barney loved having birthday parties, wearing those silly hats and of course, getting treats and new toys.
He even shared his goodies, what a guy! His presence will be missed by those who knew him and all that followed his story.
Barney is one of a kind and has ventured to a better place where he can be pain free and frolic as he once did.
Never to be forgotten – Barney will live on in my heart.
Deb Mosher


Our Holli was the girl everyone wanted to be around. She was sweet, beautiful, loved making new friends and was always there to give you endless kisses, especially if she knew you were sick or just feeling down. Holli was our spunky girl who loved her toys, car rides, snuggles, running up in the big open field across from our home and spending some weekends on Lake George boating and going swimming with her friends. Holli always left an impression on those who got to meet her. Our hearts are beyond shattered and her thoughts and memories are endlessly running though our minds.
To Holli,
We hope you are running in the biggest open field, swimming in the biggest blue lake, pulling out every toy to play with in an endless toy bin. We miss and love you so much that every time we think of you tears always find there way down our face. The house is too quiet and not the same without you. Both your sisters miss you dearly and are not themselves. Daddy takes your collar to bed with him to find comfort that you are still with him in bed since you were his sleeping partner when mom worked nights. Mommy misses you every time she lays on the couch since it still holds your sweet scent of that puppy smell you never seemed to lose. We hope when you get the chance after playing with all of the doggies up in doggie heaven to stop in once in awhile and visit us.
Love you
Mommy, Daddy, Kasey, Penelope


Lana girl, we were lucky enough to have you in our lives just short of five years, but it wasn’t nearly long enough…..
then again it never is, with the dogs we love.
You were at turns comical, stoic, gentle, boisterous, very goofy, intrepid, and also on occasion regal. Always strong. And a presence the likes of which we miss terribly now, and always will.
Thank you for staying here for as long as you could.
R I P.
MaryEllen, Joe et al


Also known by many as “Uncle Jake”
Jake, you would always meet new friends with a wagging tail and so much to say… you had to be heard above all others!
I am so happy that you were such a big part of our family; we are so lonely without you.
I miss having to step over you because you just refuse to move, having warm slippers in the morning after you sleep on them every night,and most of all, your bark!
You always let me know that you were happy to see me.
You have taken a piece of my heart with you.
Goodbye for now, my sweet Jake. Be at peace – I will see you again to give you those belly rubs that you love so much.
I love you and miss you,
Debra Mosher


We will always remember Francie (formerly Alea, Maggie Mae) as happy and content, with one of her (many dozen) tennis balls close by, and keeping our yard free of squirrels and chipmunks!
Andy and Joanne


My dear lab Katya crossed the rainbow bridge in November. She was 13.5 and is missed terribly. Katya made me laugh, she was strong willed and knew how to get what she wanted. When the vet came to put her down, I gave her a biscuit, then another, then another, and finally said, “… Oh, I will give her the whole can…” When she was no longer breathing, I took the can away. She ate EVERY biscuit. My dearly beloved, I hope there are lots of biscuits for you! She was adopted 13.5 years ago from Peppertree.
Thank you for those wonderful years…
Marcia Mayper


? – 1/19/15
So sorry our time together was so short. You were an affectionate, playful, happy, handsome little man. I miss getting your kisses. Till we meet again, sweet boy!


Wally, you were a loving soul who brought great joy to our home for the short time you were here. I treasure the memories of when you would gently place your snout in my lap and soak up all the love that you deserved. You arrived ill and thin, but it wasn’t long before I elatedly watched you run and play outside and bark into the sky with the sheer enjoyment of being free to run. You loved everyone you met and attracted people like a magnet at the adoption events you attended. You were an ambassador for rescue dogs, a shining example of what rescue dogs are all about. Maybe I am being selfish, Wally, but I am glad you were able to stay with me in foster care where I know you were loved by me, my husband, and every Peppertree volunteer who met you until the very end. You will hold a special place in my heart forever. Farewell old friend — I look forward to meeting you again one day.


My sweet little Duke, our time together was short, but so precious. You were a fighter from the moment you came to me, and knowing you are finally at peace brings comfort to my broken heart.
I am so happy that you were part of our family and that you had a place to call home.
You will be in my heart forever.
Deb Bennett


Returned to spirit September 4, 2014
We were so grateful to have you as our tender boy for three beautiful years.
Being a part of our family meant so very much to you and we were honored to have you in our lives.
We will always love you with all our heart.
Love and Gratitude,
Sam and Teresa


Oliver, my little buddy……..words cannot express how deeply you are missed.
You came to me injured and in need of a foster home, only to recover and convince me that you were already in your new home.
You were one determined little dog who eventually got his wish and became a very special addition to our family.
You had the most adorable wiggle when you would happily trot around; that memory will always make me smile.
I miss your sweet face, having you by my side on the couch each night, following me wherever I would go and so much more.
While my heart is hurting now, I am looking forward to the day when we are together again.
My little Oliver, you will always be in my heart.
Deb Bennett


Morrie made a remarkable impression, especially for a guy who was blind and mostly, maybe conveniently, deaf. He was an escape artist, a stubborn dude, a walking GPS, a food connoisseur, and a patient, gentle soul. Morrie came up from New York City in rough shape, but ever the fighter, he recovered with the help of his foster parents. He suffered a vestibular event earlier this year, and could have packed it in then, but Morrie made a pretty amazing recovery regardless of his age. He was peaceful, affectionate, and intelligent — Morrie was a (slowly) walking advertisement for why people love their dogs, especially old-timers with physical limitations who need pills and some extra attention. Morrie is missed dearly, by many people.
With much love,


6/15/01 – 11/23/13

My sweet Mahogany – my devoted companion. You will always be such a special girl to me and are so greatly missed. I will always remember the loving way you looked at me with those beautiful eyes and how your charm and loving soul won me over and the hearts of all you met as well. Thank you for choosing me and for making my home your forever home.

Although it was so painful and difficult to let you go, I know that your spirit lives on and that we will be together again someday.

Please be at peace until that time arrives.

Forever in my heart,
Deb Bennett



‘Mama’ – APRIL 11, 1998 – JUNE 2, 2013

It would have to be a ‘cat-friendly’ dog. Our 6 wonderful kitties were aging. There, at the very end of the line, was Elma. A big, bright-eyed, 10 year old beauty, she was panting and stressed but it was Love at First Sight.

We changed her name to Alma, the Spanish word for ‘soul’.

After years without much medical care, Alma was plagued with everything imaginable, yet she fought them all off, one after the other, and always smiling a smile as wide as the biggest, deepest sky.

In time we realized she was fighting to stay with us, to care for us. She became our ‘Mama’.

Mama who brought you a shoe or a toy whenever you got home.

Mama who was always underfoot because she could never be too far away.

Mama who would literally knock herself over with joy when she heard the car pull into the driveway.

Mama who nursed us through all our losses. As our kitties passed, we buried our tears in her thick, furry neck and she helped to make us whole again.

Mama turned

15 in April and shortly thereafter came the dreaded Lymphoma.

She soldiered on day after day, enduring the pain she was hiding so bravely.

Alma has left us now.

The skies opened up as we lay her on our back seat and I sat with her warm, fuzzy face cradled in my lap all the way home.

Mama –

You are our Heart and Soul forever and will always be our Big, Beautiful Baby Girl.

Lori Selden & Mark Young


Beyond description. Our world is too quiet without you.


2010 – April 11, 2013
Zahra: Arabic meaning bright, shining, brilliant! That definition suited her well. Her time with us was too short, but she was well loved and will live forever in our memory.


Mama (formerly Peppertree’s Cupid) was a very special creature. She was so much more than just a pet to us, she was a very beloved member of our family, and though she was the most recent addition she had come to be our “mascot”. She was the ambassador on all our walks, greeting every person or dog with the same friendly and loving attitude, tail wagging and her whole body wiggling with excitement to say hello. She made a wonderful and lasting impression on all who met her, and a very deep one on us, the last family she came to know as her own. Though we didn’t have anywhere near as much time with her as we wished, the time we had was so much appreciated. Without the efforts of Peppertree, we would never have had the blessed experience of adopting this amazing dog.

~The Cables (Erica, Bob. Brynna, Bella and Fluffy)


5/17/09 – 11/8/12

Such a sweet boy! You were my first foster with Peppertree Rescue and immediately stole my heart with those golden eyes. I will always remember your gentle side, when you would lay your head in my lap and fall asleep or just curl up next to me and keep me warm. We only had a short time together, but the memories of that time will be treasured. May you find the peace you are so deserving of, my friend….until we meet again, as our bond will never be broken.

Deb Bennett


Bryce was not with us very long but stole his way into the heart of everyone that he met. We don’t know what his past was like but we are blessed and thankful that he was part of our lives. He was deeply loved and he will be missed.


We can only assume that your recent past was not one of comfort-
your body bore the burden of that evidence.
We were committed to helping ensure that your senior years were going to be the best ones ever, but that was not meant to be…

While we only spent three short days with you in our home, please know that you were loved and that we cared deeply about your well being and contentment. Our only consolation is that you are now pain-free and not bound by the restriction of a broken body.

We love you,
Sam and Teresa


We adopted Bear on June 14, 2003 and have never regretted it. Barb and I have owned a number of dogs but never one as smart as Bear. This dog could read our minds – he could take both voice and hand directions to go left or right, forward or back, plus all the other standard commands. He was just an unbelievable animal given his rough start in life.

Bear is survived by his brothers Cooper Riley (a rescue out of So. Carolina) and Winston (Peppertree dog known as Kingston) and his Mom and Dad, Bill and Barbara Hawkins. Also his Aunt Vicky and cousins Niccole, Brittany, Cameron & Alexandria who also cared for him during his illness.

We are grateful to the vets at the Guilderland Animal Hospital for helping Bear maintain a reasonable quality of life during the past year.

With great sorrow,

Barb and Bill Hawkins

Bear is fondly remembered by Peppertree as “Duct Tape Bear”. His is a story that has inspired many PT volunteers in the nine years since his adoption. We mourn his passing, but it makes us happy to think of him romping pain-free at the Rainbow Bridge.


I was your eyes, but you were my vision. Your courage blessed me with inspiration every day. May Mother Mary keep you safe and happy, and reunite us someday so that I can take care of you and be your Mommy again. We love you more than words can say.

Dianne and Art


Lucky Lucky boy, you came into our lives when Eric & I needed you.
Your endless love filled our hearts deeply.
That funny little wink of yours kept us laughing. Hope you find plenty of carrots.
That Forever Home has arrived for you.
Eric & I will always think of you.



You have had a lot of great homes…
Being a total couch potato here with us and the girls hugging and loving him
Beaching it with Heidi & Matt catching crabs
David & Betsy’s acres to roam and Kelly’s attention…

There will always be a special place in my heart for my Lucky…peace buddy…xxo



My Big Brave Chihuahua

Nash, a deaf, spunky slightly overweight Chihuahua mix, came to be a member of our family a little over a year ago. We fell in love with him immediately. He was very charming. Our other Peppertree rescue dog Jimmy was indifferent about the whole matter, as he usually is, but accepted Nash as his new brother. Nash was a perfect gentleman. He loved to snuggle, followed my every step and sat at my feet when I was still. He became my faithful companion. Although he was always happy and lively on the outside, his insides were in turmoil. He suffered a variety of ailments, ranging from an auto-immune disorder, pneumonia, skin rashes, bladder problems, and cataracts. One of his eyes developed a detached lens, and when testing showed he had nerve damage and no vision in that eye, the eye was removed. Nash may have been deaf with only one eye now, but he always took his job as my protector and companion very seriously and never took his eye off me. He was always there for me. He still loved snuggling and was always up for his favorite activity, a car ride. In the end, though, infections, kidney and cardiac problems were too much for him to overcome.

We didn’t get to have him long enough, but I’m thankful for every moment he gave us and we will never forget him.

We love you Nash.


Thunder Kane

February 1999-March 31, 2012

You were in our lives for only a short time, but you made a long-lasting mark on our hearts.

Thank you very much for being a wonderful addition to our family. You are missed.

The Kane Family


Our journey with Jessie began when our journey with Cody ended. Cody was our 13 year old Golden Retriever that we had to say goodbye to. After a while we needed to fill the empty place in our heart so we decided to adopt a dog from a local rescue group. We wanted a male – but the most perfect female came along. Her name at the time was “Deva”…not her at all! She tried on several names and finally Jessie fit – think Jessie from Toy Story. After only 4 short years with us, we had to say goodbye to Jessie today. Cancer had wreaked havoc with her body and she was in pain. We released her from that pain and it’s now being carried around in our heavy hearts. Jessie was loved.


I am deeply grateful for Charlene and the people at Peppertree, and Linda and her whole family in Champaign, IL, for trying to help Persephone become comfortable in the world. She was the sweetest being on earth nestled before the comfort of her secure hearth, but she just could not cope with the rest of the world.


We loved Seffie, and my granddaughters still talk about her softness and what a sweet lovable girl she was. Rest in peace our dear Seffie. Thank you Michael.

Charlene and Howard


Unknown- February 28, 2012

We met you back in November of 2002 at an adoption clinic held at L.C. Smith’s pet store in Delmar after seeing your wild-eyed grin on the Peppertree website (picture on the left). When we arrived, another family had taken you for a walk out back, and I thought to myself even then “where are you going with my buddy?” Fortunately you were escorted back into your crate all the while honking like a Canada goose. We found out later that when you perceived you were under such stress, such as in the vet’s waiting room, you honked and set everybody off giggling. That’s the day we knew you were ours and you came into our home and lives.

In the last nine plus years since then, you’ve touched so many lives with your honking and your wonderful prancing, like a bucking bronco. When anyone walked through our door, you were always happy to greet them. It could have been neighbors, service people, friends and especially our son, Mike. You showed him love and happiness beyond words. Everyone said what a sweet boy, but goofy. You knew when someone was hurting, and to ease their pain, you put your head in their lap to reassure them things would be okay. You’ve helped us in that regard as well.

You were not just a dog but a family member, a friend, a big brother to Lily, our other rescued Golden, and a buddy. We will miss you, old friend. You took a big piece of our hearts with you when you left, and we’re looking forward one day to meeting you by the Bridge.

Goodbye old buddy.

Dennis and Pat Coleman and little sister Lily


A Eulogy for Moses

Moses was my personal guardian angel. Around the house he never let me out of his sight. We often hear the expression “having a heart dog”, but, I was Moses’ “heart person”. Moses was also a good-will ambassador in the neighborhood. His big brown eyes and dark blue diaper gave a softer view of the pit bull image. Moses was older and not in good health when he was picked up as a stray. Peppertree literally came to his rescue, giving his life a second chance for a happy outcome, as they have for so many abandoned animals. Thank you Peppertree people (and Joann Ravida) for putting Moses’ leash in my hand. Over the past 2 1/2 years Moses and I have walked haltingly together until he was able to run over the Rainbow Bridge.


We lost our beloved Dempsey at the end of May, 2011. Although 6 years ago the vet only gave him 6 months to live due to his heart murmur, he lived to be 15 years old. Until the very end, Dempsey continued to be a wonderful companion to our family. Even with his deteriorating medical condition and age, Dempsey always remained the same gentle, lovable, sweet dog to all of us and our growing baby. The loss of his presence has left a void in our home that is undeniable. I can’t imagine what our life would have been like without him. Everyone should be so lucky to have a dog like Dempsey at least once in their life in order to truly understand the meaning of unconditional love. I am very grateful to Peppertree for bringing Dempsey into our family. He may be gone, but he will never be forgotten.

Shannon Snyder and family


JJ came home with us on July 16, 2005. Although quiet and timid at first, she soon became trusting, playful, and loving. Clearly abused and neglected, JJ tolerated several hip surgeries and many months of physical therapy, learning to walk again. Not only did she learn to walk again but running and playing in the yard seemed effortless these last few years. During this difficult time, Peppertree once again helped ‘save’ our girl, and their help was much appreciated. Even during this last illness, JJ surprised all who took care of her by surviving surgery and returning home to us. JJ was a strong, lovable, and very special dog. EVERYONE who knew or cared for JJ described her as a ‘sweet’ dog. She was our girl, and while our time with her was short, it certainly was unforgettable. Throughout all her physical challenges, JJ taught us to never give up and to always have hope, one day things will get better. Thank you JJ, we will always carry that hope and know one day we will feel better. See you at Rainbow Bridge.






Unknown 2010 – April 10, 2011

Ebony came to us January 30th 2011. We were her foster family, she was our love. She had been picked up as a stray in Tennessee and transported to Peppertree. She was only one year old, had a litter of pups, and no love. Even so she had the sweetest temperament of any dog I have ever met. Anywhere Ebony went people would say “She is a sweetheart”. Her tail would wag her whole body and the next minute she would be upside down saying “rub my belly”.
Her time with us was short (10 weeks) but she made a big impact on anyone that met her. She would say “Just love me” with every bone in her body, and we did just that!!
Ebony, you will be missed by many people, us most of all.
Jeri and Wayne Eaton

“She is my friend, my partner, my defender, my dog. I am her life, her love, her leader. She will be mine faithful and true, to the last beat of her heart. I owe it to her to be worthy of such devotion.” — Anonymous


Mr. Balloo came to our home in early May, 2008 and made an immediate impression on the neighborhood (and State Police) by finding his way out onto our porch roof. Many people helped bring Balloo to us, most especially his guardian angel, Dell Langlois. We had the fortune of being Balloo’s retirement home for over 2 years, and enjoyed every day we had with the old man. He battled through arthritis, blindness in one eye, multiple bouts of cancer, and an infected rear end, but Balloo was always, always a devoted friend. After he passed, we made a top 10 (well, top 12) list of our favorite Balloo-isms, which now resides with his ashes and some photos of Mr. Balloo in action. We deeply miss our departed friend, and the best tribute to him is our list:

1. Farting (horrendous old man farting)
2. Going to bed/going outside, he always followed close by
3. The eye boogers
4. Howling to passing sirens (imitating the sound)
5. The excessive drooling after I gave him too many pain pills after surgery.
6. The grunt when he laid down
7. The terrible halo he had to wear after each surgery
8. Eating grass like a cow
9. Always laid down by bringing his back legs down first, underneath him
10. The belly rubs and back scratches before and after the trip up the stairs for bedtime
11. The incredibly long, extended pee events
12. Pooping like a horse in the middle of the street

Rest peacefully Balloo
Love Always,
Shay and Paula


This is my friend Lucas who came to me in the spring of ’06. He was underweight and his skin and coat were not looking too good. The first few weeks I had him he suffered a bloat and we almost lost him. Thanks to Peppertree and their caring and kindness we got him through and he had a new lease on life. That was the second time this handsome dog almost lost his life. I did not know much of his past but what I did know was that he needed love and a lot of it.
Within a couple of months with a healthy diet and plenty of hikes in the area, he was in his prime. I noticed right off from the very first time that he responded well to direction and when he had a chance to run free he was one with nature. He would lay down outside in my yard and just listen to the birds and would come when he was called.
I did not have to do a lot of work with him, it came naturally for him. When I first met him, I was introduced to another dog that was being cared for by the same foster parents and the other dog was much smaller, about 1/3 the size of Lucas. Once I put the leash on Lucas to take him, the other dog took the lead and began walking Lucas onto the bed in the next room, it was comical. From that point on, I knew we had connected. Friends of mine said to me many times that he and I were supposed be together. Whenever he was feeling uncertain about anything he would bring himself to my side and nudge me with his nose and he felt safe because I do not believe he had that feeling before. I could not go to the car without him. He would park himself next to the car and wait for me no matter what was happening. His greatest trait was always wanting to be close to me. When driving with him he would nudge me from the back seat and wanted me to hug him. This became a ritual between us. He also knew when it was not okay to nudge. In spite of all my efforts to keep on his diet, pizza crust, garlic bread, and sausage were his favorite and he would often stand by the table and stare, never bark. His passing was a loss but he was so sick with leukemia that all the medicine in the world could not have cured him and he went to sleep in my arms with his eyes fixed on mine and I knew he was going to be at peace. I will miss you Lucas and I can still feel your presence with me. God Speed Old Friend I will see you at the Rainbow bridge.




??? – 1/2/2010

Also known as
“Good Puppy”
“Best Boy”
“Bless Your Heart”

To know Theo was to understood why dogs are known as “Man’s Best Friend”

Theo’s favorite activities were

Rolling around on the warm grass
Guarding Mommy
Hanging out while Dad worked in the garden

We miss you, dear friend.

Mommy, Dad & Tuffy



My loyal companion, my velcro boy, always by my side.
We love you so much. We miss you.

Lisa Lee and Family



We love you Dorothy.

Herb & Sylvia Forsmith


Ten years ago, I went to the Humane Society looking for a German Shepherd dog. I saw this beautiful dog come to me and lick my hand through a cage. The employee who was showing me Major told me most of the staff and volunteers were afraid of him and he would not be there long. I said, “Your right he will not, I will adopt him.” She went back to start the paper work and approval process. Then a man came over with another employee and said, he would take him. I said that he was not available and that I was adopting him. He said he wanted him and was really angry, stating he was there at the same time as me. I stood up to him, even though he was really angry, and said, “Sorry he is mine, I was here first”, and walked out to the front desk with Major. This man was still complaining and acting angry with the employee in the other room. The employee who was filling out my paperwork started explaining their approval process when a volunteer who knew me walked in. She said, “Are you adopting that German Shepherd?” I said, “” I hope so.” She told the employee I would give him a good home and knew I had adopted from them before. She said it was okay to let me adopt him. The employee said, “Well in that case, you can take him home today!” I thought what a blessing my friend came in at that moment. She did not volunteer very often anymore, but just happened to come in at the right time. I was worried I had to leave Major there and that man might try to adopt him. When I left with Major the man was still complaining. If I had been just one minute later, I would not have been able to adopt him. I went home with Major. My best friend came over and we spent an hour petting Major and enjoying him. We thought, “How could anyone be afraid of this sweet boy?” Well, when my husband came home he was greeted with a curled up lip and some teeth showing. We knew we had a lot of work ahead of us. What a great payoff that work was! Major ended up being ok with everything and everyone as long as I was by his side. He never once curled his lip up at me. He always greeted me with kisses. We had this special bond and love that could never be explained. I knew Major was meant for me the second I saw him. God had a plan for us to be together. My boy will be greatly missed. We love you Major!

The Neville Family


July 2000-2009

Beloved Friend

The Mandeville Family


? – 11/5/09

A Little Story About A Big Dog-

When I first met Maya in April of this year, she was a sweet, affectionate St. Bernard who could only lift her head on her own. The rest of her body just wouldn’t work. She had been neglected, partially starved, and forgotten about. But she was happy. She licked our hands when we would pet her, and she would wag her tail when we got her standing. After getting back normal bloodwork and finding out she had some of the worst hip dysplasia and arthritis ever, we got her started on anti-inflammatories and pain medications. Within days this inert happy dog became this barking, tail wagging choppy gaited angel. Peppertree was working to find her a foster, and in the meantime she lived in one of our exam rooms. If you closed the door she would bark until you opened it. We put up a baby gate and she could watch the entire hospitals’ coming and goings. And as she got less painful and more mobile, she would greet people at her gate, and would always steal a pat on the head from a passerby. Everyone who met her immediately fell in love with her, to not do so was impossible. Her smile and tail wag were contagious. The pharmaceutical representative heard her story and dropped off three months of free medications for her.
We all missed her here at the hospital when she got placed in foster care, but we knew it was better for her. She had a great summer and finally got to be a family dog. Eventually the medications, injections and special diet she was on just couldn’t cut it to control her pain. After a long talk with Peppertree, I set up surgery for Maya. I was able to relieve some of the intense pain in her hip. Right after surgery she was back to wagging her tail and had that infectious smile (maybe partially induced by the morphine after surgery). Unfortunately, it just wasn’t meant to be with Maya, and her body failed her. We all miss Maya, but I hope that she’s in a better place, pain free, with full use of all of her body. Truly that big dog is now a saint, smiling down over all of us.

-Matt Brunke, DVM, CCRP
Shaker Veterinary Hospital

I can’t believe that you are gone. I remember how happy I was to hear that you were going to get an operation and the prognosis seemed good. I thought now maybe our big gentle girl will be whole again and able to go to a home of her own. Then Diane told me the news this morning and I was just crushed.

I will miss seeing your triumphant entrances into the clinics, hopping in and voicing your arrival with that unmistakable bark and yes I will miss the barking. To some it was a bit of an annoyance, but to me it was just your way of saying “Hey folks, I’m over here, come and see me and my beautiful face and gentle nature, and oh by the way, would you please take me home.”

Well my big girl, you are finally home. Over the Rainbow Bridge but not alone. So if you would please give my girl Michaela and my boy Tahoe a big kiss from me and tell them I miss them, and if you happen to see my buddy Taz, please do the same for him. Run and jump and chase all the squirrels you can and just be happy and know of the hearts you touched. I’ll miss you.

Your buddy,

Brian (The biscuit man)


1994 – 2/9/09

Oscar came to us at the age of eleven after his original family no longer “had time for him.” He was a gorgeous white golden retriever and on the day that he was surrendered, several people expressed interest in him until they found out his age. How shortsighted they were as he turned out to be a dream dog. He was supposed to be a foster, but after only two days it felt like he had always been here so he never left. We had him only a few short years, but he was a perfect companion who enriched our lives with his quiet devotion and dignity. Even as his health failed in recent months, he wanted nothing more than to be at our side; that and a treat, of course.

To those who hesitate to adopt an older dog, I say that there is a special pleasure and increased sense of self-worth that comes with opening your heart and home to an older dog that otherwise might be overlooked and cast aside. It is not true that older dogs do not bond as well as young ones; they are incredibly devoted and you can literally feel their gratitude. A dog as special as Oscar was deserved to be loved in his golden years and he, in turn, brought us immeasurable pleasure. He was my special “Momma’s boy” and there will never be another one like him.

Karen Harmon


Brando Brando Puppyboy Robinson

2005 – April 3, 2008

We picked you up and adopted you in May of 2007 in Albany. The ride to get you was horrible, but you made it all worth while. You stole our hearts immediately with that beautiful face and delightful disposition.

You were a wonderful brother to our Kirby Joe and to all our kitties, and our parrot, Katey.

You loved walks, Doggie Day Care, taking care of mommy when daddy was gone, and everyone who ever came to visit. You thought all company was for you – you were such a people dog – you loved people and tolerated dogs and cats. We were ever so thankful no one else had adopted you due to your high-pitched bark when you were excited. Now we miss that voice so very much. No one barks when we come home, the vet office is quiet when we go with your brothers, and no other dog is so impatient when we do not do things as fast as you thought we should!

You were a good brother when we brought Marley home, and showed him kindness and love when he was so
very frightened at coming to yet another home.

We will always remember and love you, Puppyboy.

Mommy, Daddy, Marley, Chula and Sammy Robinson


Colby, you came into our home and our hearts. We knew you had health issues but together we’d battle the heartworm and others. You enjoyed your new family, new bed, new toys and new hope. You were so gentle and loving and great with our boys. We looked forward to years of you being part of the family. But God knew something we didn’t. He knew we’d find out you were too sick to ever be a healthy young boy again, that your health would change drastically in just days. That must be why he sent you our way. So that after a short, and what must have been a crazy life on the run, you would find peace and solace, friends and a family, and most important of all a home where you belonged. You found a home to call your own, even if for only your last week here on Earth. You gave and received unconditional love from everyone around you. Your time with us was too short and yet we felt like we knew you longer, you were like an old friend. I am so glad I told you I loved you and hugged and kissed you that last night. You will be sorely missed and in our hearts forever. Now your journey has continued on once again and we look forward to the day when we meet again in Heaven. We will always miss you. We love you Colby.

Sheila and Kevin Stillman


She was loved by many who never met her, was on the road to the home deserved but took a detour to the Bridge! At least her last weeks were in a loving place and not on a cold shelter floor.
In loving memory
? – 11/23/2007


In 2001 after the loss of our first Golden Retriever Mollie I convinced my husband to go to Petsmart in Saratoga where Peppertree Dog Rescue was holding an adoption clinic. We went thinking we were just going to look and not prepared to bring home a new companion. My husband saw this golden retriever and instantly fell in love. He had some health problems and I was concerned but he convinced me that we could handle them. So home came Rocky. What a great dog he was! Well trained by whoever his first owners were but had some mischief in him also. We went off to work one day and had left some lollipops on the table. When we came home there he sat very innocently with lollipop sticks and wraps all over his fur. Just like he had done nothing wrong. I guess he thought we wouldn’t notice. He was so funny at times. We miss our sweet boy.


We wish we could have told you, in words you could have understood that we wanted you to stay with us and that this was not what we planned.

We wish somehow to tell you, how empty we now feel. A part of us went with you today. A part that time can not heal.

We wish we could see you once more with your silly smile and your love for all but especially food.

We wish we could have placed you in a loving home.

We wish that you will remember the love we had for you.

But hopefully one day, we will see each other in a far, far better place.

LOBO- 2001(?) to 7/4/07


The Last Battle
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this — the last battle — can’t be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn’t want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they’ll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don’t grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We’ve been so close — we two — these years,
Don’t let your heart hold any tears.

In memory of Molly my beloved dog for almost 17 years

She was also loved by Chris and Barb Kucharczyk from Peppertree who lovingly took her into their home after we had to give her up because of our situation. She went to a very special foster home. I thank God for allowing Molly to have more time and I am glad that Chris and Barb knew when the time was right to let her cross the “Rainbow Bridge”.

In loving memory of Molly

Tammy Sprague


Your life had been hard—we knew that the first day.
It was an uphill battle the doctors did say.

But we had such plans for you a new life,
One where you would be loved without hatred and strife

But the years of abuse we couldn’t make go away.
We just loved you so dearly—praying please let him stay

Your head never lifted except that last day,
You raised it high as if you had something to say.

You seemed to be saying “I’m ready you see
I’m off to a better place God has waiting for me”

Where the sky is so blue and each day I will play,
Running free with no pain and warm, soft places to lay.

But I wanted to thank you, for my last days you were there,
Always coming to see me— I knew you did care.

But I’m tired and I hurt this will be my last day.
My head I’ll lay down — I’ll drift slowly away.

Now I’m still — my spirit will now play and run
For my tortured life here is finally done.

On a hill at your farm this body will be.
With flowers and a marker – I’ll be remembered, you see.

My marker worded short will say it all best:
“A tattered life ended is finally at rest.”

Loved by Katherine & Frank Glankler 10-25-06


1994 – September 26th, 2006

“A good dog never dies he always stays he walks besides you on crisp autumn days when frost is on the fields and winter’s drawing near, his head is within our hand in his old way. “
–Mary Carolyn Davies

Our sweet girl, now sleeping in the grass but you’ll always be with us.

All our love, Sam, Paul and Wee Gracie Stelmaszyk



There is a special place for those who have loved us without question,without a word or promise….There is a special place where there is no pain or fear, where love flows freely….
There is a special place to rest in our hearts forever.

Gentle Soul, Rest in Peace,
Your loving family, Patrice, Marty, Rory, Eileen, Teddy, Jenny, Lilly, and
Little Nelson


Too short of a time for such a big heart. May you eternity be filled with peanut butter off the spoon, sweet girl.

Madelyn and Chuck Thorne


With extreme sadness and sorrow, Peppertree has lost two of our finest
canine friends over the weekend- both cared for and loved by Chris &
Barbara who knowingly opened their home and hearts to these two loving
canines. While they knew the time would be short for both, little did
they realize that while their souls were strong, their bodies were fast
becoming unworkable and both would depart this life so quickly and
almost together.

PEGGY B. (? – 11/26/05) Roughly 8 years old

With heavy hearts; and a tear in our eyes;
we must say goodbye; Please understand; we’ve done all we could
if there was anything we could do; you know we would

I’m sitting right here; gently rub your ears
while I talk to you softly; trying to hold back the tears
The memories you gave us; we’ll never forget
especially the ones; of the day we all met

One last hug; and one last kiss
you have no idea; how much you’ll be missed
To look into your eyes; this one last time
you tell me it’s ok; you know it’s your time

Close your eyes now; and go to sleep
we’ll pray to the Lord; you’re soul he’ll keep
Go in peace now; our good friend
we’ll stay right here with you; until the end

Dream of that special day and time
when we’ll meet at the Bridge; and all will be fine
We’ll run and play; side by side
with a soft warm feeling; deep down inside

Your memory will live on; in each one of us
you’ll always be number 1; to all of us
Have a safe journey; through the night
I promise when you awake; you’ll be in God’s light

So with heavy hearts; and tears in our eyes
just for now my friend; we say goodbye

attributed to: John Quealy

SHELDON (AKA SHELLY BELLY) (?- 11/28/05) Roughly 3 years old

Responding to a dying old woman’s inquiry
James Herriot, the late British author/veterinarian noted:

“If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and
gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans. You’ve
nothing to worry about there.” He goes to note regarding animals joining
their masters in the afterlife: “I do believe it. With all my heart I
believe it.”

James Herriot “Dog Stories” chapter The Card Over the Bed .

Romp well at the Bridge Peggy and Shelly- two dogs who gave love,
loyalty and gratitude back when so little was given to them until the


1992 TO 10/8/02
“We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our
own, live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan.” Irving Townsend.

There are times that being strong can hurt more than grieving can. With the
loss of Cody, I could no longer be strong, but only grieve. His life so
precious is no longer with us who cherished him. My heart now empty
wondering if he has finally found that final home that so eluded him over
the years. All I can do is wait to see if he awaits for me when I also make that final journey. PDS 10-12-02


Chloe came to live with us on August 2, 1998. Bewildered and confused, her dignity was still very evident. She settled into our home and put us on a routine, never to be deviated from, under any circumstance. She bossed her new sister, Summer, quite vocally, I might add, and tolerated kisses from her new brother ,Zack. Chloe was my heart-dog, always close by but never in the way. At the end of my bed, by the side of the chair, she would be, I could always count on that. Good-bye, Chloe – ’til we meet again ! May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

Kate, Zack + Summer


Boradaile’s Blackberry Lover (Beary), Newfoundland 7/28/90-11/12/96
Calvin Chabakkah Bear (Calvin), Bearded Collie 1/12/86-4/26/96
Ebonewf’s Honey Bear (Bubba), Newfoundland 12/10/74-8/23/83
Peacestead’s Whitmans Sampler (Yogi Bear), Newfoundland 6/28/75-10/12/86

Loved by Rosemary and Guy Biegler.

His eyes said “Take me home” I did.
“Was I bad?” – He was.
“Did I make you laugh?” He did.
His eyes said over the years
“I love you”, Me too.
I knew one day
His eyes would say “Send me home”.
I did.


NORA (Ninny) Doyle
July 11, 1988 – April 20, 1998

ca. 1980 – October 9, 1998

Loved by Michael, Alison, Bridget, Pat and Katie Doyle.

Goldens take your heart, and cherish it… they walk with it, and sleep with it, and they will never let it out of their sight… and when it’s their time, they will take a little piece of it with them to remember you by…. And leave a piece for you to remember them by….

Author Unknown


12/98- 6/4/02

Another life that begins today.
A life in which you no longer need to feel threatened.
A life where you can share the love you had of people with other canines like yourself.
Sometimes the best efforts of us humans is not enough, no matter how hard we try.


1995 – 8/8/99
“Your smile tugged on every heart and, other burdens cast aside, we know you are bringing additional light, and finding peace, at the Rainbow Bridge.”


Zachary Spenser of Maltby
August 21, 1991 to November 18, 2001

He was born in August, came to live with me in October and left me ten years later in November. And every month in between he gave me the best he had to offer. A smile, a wink, a gaze that only he and I shared – one that said “I love you always”. He was named after a character in The Piano Lesson and the poet, Spenser. He was both an actor and poet. There were others along the way. One almost captured my heart as much as he did, but not quite. He did things in his own time and in a manner like no other. From saying hello to saying goodbye. If you ask anyone about his unique method of greeting you, you may not believe it, but it’s the truth. He accepted everyone, never judging on the first opinion. He was stubborn and willful, yet gentle as a baby. He captured my heart forever and helped me learn more about relationships then anyone else. He has kept me warm, made me laugh, helped me cry and made me realize that not everything in life is perfect. He certainly wasn’t, but it didn’t matter to him or to me either. He was big and red, the light of my life and brought me out of the dark many times. He was my boy-o. An Irish word for a special boy and he was the most special one to me. Sleep well Zachary Spenser. We miss you.

Kate, Summer and Wood


2/2/96 – 2/17/99

You entered our lives so we could love you.
As a puppy you were shy and a “silly sausage”.
We all grew together, our “sniglet”, our “princess”.
Our adventures were many and always held new surprises.
You soon learned your passion for digging at the beach in Cape Cod.
We remember how you used to stick you whole head into a pile of snow!
Boomer arrived…it was LOVE and he soon became your big wind-up toy.
Play, tackle, tug and keep away games by the hour.
At half his size you still ruled.
Your days in agility gave you many challenges that you conquered
with bravery, trust + pride.
You were our devoted tracker, herder and “look-out”.
We will never understand why you could not stay and grow old with us.
Sim, we will never forget your perky face, your happy tail or your
strong spirit. We will forever hold in our hearts the joy and love
you gave to us. We miss you so much !
Fly high and run free little “Roo”.
Someday we will all meet again. We will always love you, Simony.

Bear, Karolyn, Boomer, Mush-face and Tobie.

(Simony was in obedience class with Betsy + David’s then recently
rescued April, thereby opening a new door leading to wonderful
new friendships and lots of rescue work to be done…Simony, an honorary
Peppertree dog.)


probably 1996 – April 15, 1999

I hope that you did not go to the Bridge.
I hope that instead you are starting a new life,
A life that begins today,
A life in which you have, from its first moment,
All the love, security, guidance, and warmth
— and, yes, all the food and head skritches —
That you deserved, but did not receive, in this one.


1999 – 9/8/99


Marcy was a stunningly beautiful German Shepherd with a lovely spirit. She is at the Rainbow Bridge with her pal George A.K.A. Spotty, whocrossed the bridge in his sleep in March. Dog and cat were inseperable in the animal shelter and spent their last days surrounded by Peppertree love.


3/31/88 – 1/19/99
Loved by Brandy, and by Joe and Kathleen Toomey, and many others.

I got to the gate of heaven yesterday
after we said good-bye.
I began to miss you terribly
because i heard you cry.
Suddenly there was an Angel and she asked me
to enter heaven’s gate.
I asked he if I could stay outside
for someone who’d be late.
I wouldn’t make much noise you see,
I wouldn’t bark or howl.
I’ll only wait here patiently
and play with my tennis ball.
The Angel said I could stay right here
and wait for you to come
Because Heaven just wouldn’t be Heaven
If I went in alone.
So I’ll wait right here, you take your time
but keep me in your heart.
Because heaven just wouldn’t be heaven
without you to warm my heart.

Author Unknown


December 26, 1997 – July 30, 2004

“You’ve always been time and again the one to take my hand and show me it’s ok to be just the way I am. With no apology oh you’ve always been and you will ’til God knows when, yes you’ve always been a friend to me.”
-A Friend to Me By Garth Brooks


You came to me Thanksgiving weekend.
I didn’t know what to expect.

I never had a dog before.
Well Kiki, my love, you are one decision I will never, ever regret.

Although our time together was brief …
A little less than two years.

You will always have a special place in my heart,
In spite of my current tears.

Kiki, my doggie, you taught me so much.
You taught me so much about life.

Each day with you was a blessing to behold.
How lucky I was to have you in my life.

You woke each morning with your tail wagging,
And a beautiful smile on your face.

Off to my bedside you would stroll,
Shaking your collar, then gently licking my face.

“It’s time for breakfast,” you would say.
“You know it’s the most important meal of the day”.

Every day on my lunch hour, home I would drive
Just to have you walk by my side.

Rain or snow … sunny days too,
They were all the same to you.

The past it’s forgotten. The future, what’s that?
The present is all that we have got!

Each night when I came through the door,
You would flip and flop and roll on the floor.

What fun we would have just playing dog games.
You hopped on my back and broke all my chains.

Your appetite was strong from beginning to end.
Was it me or food … Who was your best friend?

You have touched the lives of many people.
We all know how special you are.

Mere words can not describe your gifts,
Or the place you hold within our hearts.

I love you my Kiki girl. I miss you. Your forever mommy … Lisa Taber


My Tribute to Will

The day I fell in love with you..
I found a piece of me.
The child within who needed love
Came in the form of thee.

You’d seen the side of life not kind
But worry not, there was more to find.
A new beginning with love and care
Hand to paw to guide you there.

Your time on Earth was short by far
Your gift to life so rare.
You taught me how to greet each day
Without worry or a care.

Your goofy smile and big boy grin
You burst my heart and woofed, “I win”

Three legs and illness stopped you none
Your heart kept beating
I love you…I won!!

We’re at the bridge, my heart feels lost
I hold your head…my heart so lost.
Friends for life…you silently say
Friends for life….together some day.

Thank you Will, for days of joy
Smiles of love for my big goofy boy.
Rest in peace for all is well….
You’re in my heart…you make it swell.

Liz Ammian

AKIRA, 1997 – 12/27/98 , SYDNEY 1996 – 12/27/98

A Light Lost

You were frightened,
but you wanted to love.
You distrusted,
but there were moments when – almost – you would rest your head.
You were always on guard,
but you dreamed of learning to play.
You knew no one would protect you,
but there were thoughts, or memories, of having a friend.

And we wanted to rescue you, to let you know you were safe.
If we had stroked your lovely coat just one more time…..
If we had whispered just the right words in your ear…..
If we had run with you just a little faster, or more often, in the grass…..
Then maybe you would have been able to believe.

We will never know if we failed you,
or if life had failed you too harshly before we met.
We will not know if you heard us and couldn’t answer,
or if you had lost the power to hear before we spoke.
We cannot know if you will forgive and wait for us at the Bridge,
But we know that we will look for you.
You, also, are one of ours — and we loved you as best we could.

By Elizabeth Sommers


11/87 – 12/28/98. Loved by John and Lynn Paraskeva.

You walked into our home only a few months ago and stole our hearts.
Your brave and uncomplaining battle made us work harder to save you.
You tugged at the hearts of all who met you.
You were loved not by one, but by two families.
Your quiet, sweet and loving spirit will be missed by all.


I thought we would outlast
the shine of the stars.
That our sun would never fade away.
I dreamt that maybe one day
we would grow old together
and now you say you won’t stay.

I felt your heart caressing my heart,
and then your love withered to dust.
You left me empty inside, so very cold.
I thought we would never end.

And now you ask me why, I do cry.
Don’t ask me why, I do cry.
When you know I still love you
deep inside.

Original by Lucirina Telor Vevan