Kali,
For 19 beautiful years, you filled life with warmth, comfort, and quiet joy. You were always happiest curled up in a lap, purring like a gentle heartbeat-your favorite place in the world. That soft, steady sound will always be remembered as the feeling of home.
You had a curious spirit, never afraid of adventure. Whether traveling to new places or turning a simple cardboard box into your own little kingdom, you found happiness everywhere. And somehow, you always managed to reach the highest spots-perched on top of cupboards, watching over everything like the queen you were.
Kali, you weren't just a pet-you were a companion, a comfort, and a constant presence through the years. Your purrs, your playful moments, and your quiet companionship will stay in our hearts forever.
You were deeply loved, and you will be deeply missed.
Brodie
Brodie was such a special part of our lives. He helped my husband and I through some really tough times. He was so smart and quite the athlete. He could catch anything you threw but he especially loved his tennis ball. He beat cancer and outlived three other dogs and put up with our young dogs ages 2 and 3. He was greatly loved and will be missed. Our sweet Brodie.
Mittens Stan
11/19/2007-03/07/2026
Mr. Mittens Stan: My best friend since I was 4. His personality shined so bright every day. Literally the definition of a grumpy old man. Bipolar, stubborn and incredibly mean and yet the sweetest boy of all. He fought cancer for 5 months and fought so hard to the very end.
18 Years with you. To know me was to know him: My lifelong best friend. Mittens Stan was such a character. He has given me more scars than I can count but he never failed to be my biggest protector. His personality made him loved by so many. Thank you sweet boy for fighting as long as you could. I love you always Mr. Man.
On his last day we did all of his favorite activities. A car ride, outside time, a whole can of sardine, whip cream cup, and time with his favorite people. I know he felt truly loved and I could not picture a better way for him to leave this world.
I will miss you ALWAYS my sweet sweet old man.
Murla
Our sweet girl Murla in her prime. She was the best four legged furry friend we could of asked for and the most amazing protector to our babies. She hated to snuggle when we first brought her home but learned to love it once our kids joined the family, she was the most gentle and loyal furry friend to us for so many years. You'll be missed by all Murla. April 30, 2012-March 8, 2026. Your in our hearts always our sweet girl.
Murray
This is our beautiful boy Murray. We rescued him as a kitten. We picked him because his purr was so so loud and constant. He was the runt of the litter and half the size of his brothers. When he got home he quickly exploded into a giant ball of fluffiness. He was a beloved member of our family. I'm certain he thought we were all the same species. Either we were all cats or he was human. It didn't matter though. We were one tribe. Together was his favorite place to be. He would join us for dinner time every night and if we were together in any room, he would be there too. Every night he would make the rounds with me to each child's bedrooms. Checking on them, tucking them in, and then going to his own spot for the night. He loved the playful chaos of the house with toddlers and welcomed in the age of teenagers as we all grew up together. He was everyone's best friend in our family. He loved the backyard and the birds and trips to the cabin to lounge by the fireplace. He was such a special special boy. I can still feel him in all the spaces and places in our home...his energy and movements so programmed into the everyday patterns of our lives. I miss him so much. Furry Purry Murray, you are so loved.
Tito
Tito aka the cookie monster! I rescued him from West Valley at 10 years old. He was deaf in one ear and living in a car. He became the staff favorite right away. He was a couple months short of 15 years old which is old for a pit. He was such a good dog its funny how we say rescue them but really they rescue us always ready to greet you when you get home from work demanding that daily walk and treats. lol wish they lived forever ugh its rough but at least he's not in pain or suffering and I know my red nose Gunner I lost in 2021 was ready and waiting to show him the way to the otherside. I will see you again one day Tito.
Hurley
March 21st 2013 - February 18th 2026
Hurley loved holding paws, car rides, his toys, pretending he was small enough to be a lap dog, and most of all food. But the thing he loved more than anything was his family and we were so blessed to feel his love the last 14 years. We will always remember how special of a boy he was. The most loyal and loving best friend we've ever had. The most constant thing in our family for the past 14 years. There will be a Hurley shaped hole in our hearts forever. We love you so much Hurley (aka Hurlean, beans, bear, mr. bear, bear, bear paws, Hurleaner, mister). Enjoy doggy heaven our angel, we will miss you forever
Paisley
In peace on 2013-2026
Paisley and I lost her human dad 8 years ago. We both mourned the loss deeply. She shed a light on me in those dark moments of grief. I knew she was hurting too so I made her a promise that we would live for her human. These last 8 years we have traveled and hiked around 9 states. Every road trip we took together I made sure there was somewhere she could swim and fish. She loved the water and fishing for minnows. We lived in the hills of northern CA, moved to a ranch in Texas where she got to chase deer and run on so many acres, to finally moving back to the mountains here in Idaho. Paisley gained a brother 4 years ago, as a family we would go camping almost every weekend. That became her happy place. I will cherish all of our time and memories we had together. We were each other emotional support souls. I pray that Paisley and her Human were reunited at the gates of Heaven. Thank you Paisley, you will always hold a place in my heart. May you rest in peace.
Anaconda
For fifteen beautiful years, Anaconda -- Ana for short -- filled our home with quiet comfort and steady love. She was the sweetest, gentlest, most wonderful cat anyone could ask for.
She had a calm presence that softened every room she entered. Whether she was stretched out in a sunbeam on her heated blanket, sitting with her crossed paws beside us on the couch, or running her colt-like zoomies, she made everything feel a little more okay.
Anaconda gave us nothing but love and loud purrs with occasional squawks for cat cookies. She was always Ana on her own terms, which somehow always felt like the right ones.
We miss the gentle rhythm she brought to our days. Fifteen years was a gift. Loving her was a gift.
Here is Stella's Tribute
6/25/2013 - 2/17/2026
Stella was the best Couch Hippo. She loved unconditionally until the day she passed. She was wicked smart and spoiled by her mom. She loved car rides, swimming, all food except cilantro and celery and road trips to the CA coast. We will miss her but know she crossed the rainbow bridge with grace thanks to Gentle Goodbyes.
Buddy
Saying goodbye to my sweet boy was one of the hardest moments of my life, but I am so deeply grateful for the incredible compassion shown by doctor and nurse.
From the moment they arrived, they treated both my dog and me with such kindness, patience, and genuine care. They created a peaceful, loving environment and gave us the time and space we needed to say goodbye. Their gentleness and empathy made an incredibly painful experience feel more comforting than I ever thought possible.
My dog was the sweetest soul - he loved making new friends everywhere he went. It brought me so much comfort knowing that even in his final moments, he was surrounded by warmth and kindness, and that he got to make two new friends at the very end of his life.
Thank you for treating my beloved Buddy with such dignity and for caring so deeply about both your patients and the families who love them. I will never forget your compassion.
Cookie
Thank you so much for taking care of our Cookie in her last moments. We are absolutely heartbroken and devastated at losing her - she was the best dog. She was a lover, a running partner, a great listener- very tuned into her parents, squirrel maniac, a best friend. She leaves a huge hole in our hearts. Here's a cute picture of her last New Year's Eve. Thank you for your care, as unfortunate as it was.
My girl, Tara
9/19/2012 - 2/6/2026,
Tara was the world's sweetest Bluetick Coonhound, melting stranger's hearts with her beautiful long ears everywhere she went. Each day she would excitedly announce to the entire neighborhood that I have returned home. She loved taking naps while laying in the sun, and eating too much chicken jerky, but her favorite thing in life was leading the way on our adventures through the Rocky Mountains and Owyhee Canyonlands, always with her nose to the ground. She is together again with her best friend, Hank, who I am certain has enticed her to chase after him on the heavenly foothills trails. I'll be with you and Hank again soon, I love you girl.
Chopper (Moore)
(2014-2026)
Big paws, soft fur, and the biggest heart.
He loved camping under open skies, running full speed, using his voice, and ending every day with cuddles. A total goofball who lived to make the kids, and adults... laugh and feel safe.
In our hardest seasons, Chopper was our comfort-steady, loyal, and endlessly loving. He was deeply loved, and he always knew it. We sure will miss him being sneaky when he tried getting our food, or even tried being a lap dog (he was dang near 100 pounds)
Rest in Peace, Chopper, you gentle giant. Forever part of our family.
Willie
On February 1st, Gentle Goodbyes arrived to help with a peaceful passing for Willie, he was 19 years old.
Willie came into my life 12 years ago when a friend, who was dog sitting for someone, found him severely neglected in that home. They surrendered Willie to my friend without resistance, he was very underweight, I adopted him that same week.
Since that time, he has traveled with me through SO much life. He had adopted me as his person, a VERY special role. I will never forget how wonderful it felt to be his comfort and his number one - how lucky I have been.
Willie was feisty as a young man, he had this tendency to get really inappropriate with other male dogs and oddly, they would instantly match his inappropriateness, haha! He also used to break into cupboards near the floor and make huge messes, I always found this just funny. As he aged, he slowed down. He became blind and deaf in the same year and managed it like a champ! It didn't seem to bother him at all, he gently used his nose to smell and guide himself.
Willie lived with myself and Royal (my three legged shephard) for most of the later years, but three years ago we joined another pack - my current partner, Scott, and his two small dogs (Friday and Farrah Pawcett). It was a ZOO. And all the dogs tolerated each other well. We have many pictures of them all snuggling with us and each other over the past three years.
As Willie aged, he began experiencing joint pain and dementia, which manifested mostly at night. Eventually, we had him on pain and sleeping medication 24/7. It occurred to me not too long ago that our last three dogs, between my partner and I, had experienced unexpected, instant, and traumatic deaths. I didn't want this for Willie. We decided to give Willie a peaceful death - once we made the decision it was like he knew. He was sleeping all the time by this point, one day we logged 23 hours that he slept.
Saying goodbye is ALWAYS hard, but knowing that he drifted off into his best nap at the time of his passing is something that will always bring me peace.
Willie changed my life, he was the best boy. He will always be missed, and he will always be loved by Scott and I.
Rosey
February 2015-January 2026
We went to a breeder where we were only going to purchase an English Cream Golden. My family was looking at all the pretty white ones and I wondered around to the other side and I saw this beautiful face looking at me. I picked her up and I snuggled her. I told my husband to (LOOK!). He said that one is cute! I said the puppy is a boy (green collar) and we are looking for a girl... the breeder said that it was a girl, they ran out of colors! I ran to my husband and said that she needs me! We picked to be ours! She always met us at the door with a toy in her mouth and talking! That is what I miss the most. She loved everyone! I will always miss her!
Baxter
My heart is breaking... today I let my sweet Baxter go to God. I gave Bax strict instructions to find my Mom and Charlotte. They will love on him until I get there! We have had so many adventures together! For 14 years he has been my constant friend. When I worked he went with me! He loved to fly and when we would pull up to the airport he knew another adventure was about to start. He had soo many little buddies and was loved by everyone he ever met. He was an amazing lil guy who came from a line of yorkies that did not bark! But when he was excited he would squeal. It made me laugh every time!
This is for Archie Vasquez.
Archie lived this saying, "Strangers are just friends I haven't met
yet." He loved people and his butt would wiggle like crazy when he had
a chance to say hi to someone. He especially liked kids and gave many
kisses. I found him at the Idaho Humane Society over 15 years ago. I
was there to see if they had any German Shepherds. He was in the last
kennel and he came up with that beautiful smile of his. I left but I
only got about half way home before turning around and going back to
pick up this beautiful boy. He loved to cuddle and get lots of love. I
miss him every day. I hope he is running free with my other two pups
that he grew up with and who have crossed the rainbow before him.
Spike
2011-2026
We miss our little buddy, he always warmed our hearts and certainly did a great job protecting Mom! The squirrels won't know what to do in the backyard this summer without him here to chase them. He enjoys playful dog, walking as a family and Todd did miss him so much but should be together there are friends. He likes to petting him and holding him as well, and love to play and naps too.
Love you Spike.
Pako
I adopted Pako from a shelter in April 2012. He was in a small cage with the saddest eyes, and it looked like he had been crying. I knew I couldn't leave him there. My little sister had been asking for a dog, and in that moment, I knew Pako was meant to come home with us, he was the perfect addition to our family.
Pako brought so much light and warmth into our lives. He was gentle, affectionate, and always ready to cuddle. He grew alongside me, quietly walking through every chapter of my life: college, marriage, pregnancy, and motherhood, always faithfully by my side.
Fifteen years with Pako will never feel like enough. He gave us a lifetime of unconditional love in the time he had, and that love will stay with us forever. We will miss him deeply, but we are endlessly grateful for every moment we were blessed to share with him.
Tucker
1/9/26 Our little ol' man, Tucker, crossed the rainbow bridge; he had an enlarged heart w/congestive heart failure. I adopted him from IHS and for 14 yrs he was a tireless ball fetcher; warned us when a car door would slam somewhere down the block, but ignored fireworks; nagged you for loves if you didn't give them as soon as you walked through the door; loved his puzzle; playing hide n seek, treats and even went kayaking once! But most of all, a snuggler full of unconditional love and our family loved our little neurotic ball of fur.
Otis
When I was told my dog had bone cancer I was devastated. I knew I was on borrowed time with him. I remembered the day he came out of his mom and I ripped open his sack and said we are keeping this one. From that day forward he was my best friend, my protector, and my shadow, and my everything. He made everyone feel so loved and was always so happy! Having to say goodbye to him was the worst day of my life. I was broken in every way possible. Dr Lieu came into our home and was so calm and amazing and gave us all the information we needed in such a calming tone it really helped.Otis you were my favorite Hello and hardest Goodbye. Your forever in my heart until we meet again!
Puck
2013-2026
Puck wasn't just a dog or a pet, she was a member of our family for 13 wonderful years. She came from an Amish ranch outside Ontario, Oregon, one of a large litter from hard working adult dogs and friendly people. Early lives are so important in molding a puppy's character. We drove home with her, quiet and small, in my husband's lap, and she was always especially bonded to him through the years. Her dog-clock kept track of days of the week, waiting for the moment that she would jump into the passenger seat of the truck and head to the mountain cabin--her absolute favorite place. Parks and foothills were great but the cabin was the place she dreamed about. No leashes. No fenced yards. Just the freedom to visit dog and people friends there and take naps in the sunshine. She loved long hikes in the Boise foothills, racing over the hills, sniffing every bush and blade of grass for exotic smells of unseen wildlife. So intelligent and gentle with deep brown eyes that saw and understood everything.
The photo shows months-old puppy Puck sitting in her favorite plant pot, thinking great thoughts about how she needed to manage those tempting not-dogs on the other side of the fence. In later years when she could no longer fit into the pot, she would sit in the same exact spot, still focused on the animal management job she couldn't ever do.
Jackson
He was a stock dog gently or ruff what ever it took to get the job done. Jackson could heard anything from live stock to chickens. I rescued him at 5 years old and for the last 10 years he was( never ) more than 20 feet away from me unless he was working for me 24 /7 . He was my best friend and I am sure I was his.
Blacky Dole
Blacky was a brute...but let's rewind some years:
When we got Blacky he was less than 6 months old, we were fostering him for a friend who was looking for a pet friendly house, that never emerged. And I'm glad.
He grew up to be 14 lbs with bright yellow eyes. He as tall, lengthy with a fine long black coat except for the white patch on his chest which is where he got the nick name "tuxedo kitty." He got along with our other animals well enough; but he was definitely THE boss. Every other cat on the block had to look over their shoulders. For the neighbors that had cats, there would be that cat's hair in clumps all over the owner's lawn. Yet he rarely came home with a scratch.
Blacky was the very definition of "cat." He let it be known when he wanted attention and when he had had enough. One pat too many would result in a growl after that a nice big scratch depending on his mood, always had to pay attention to the mood. My husband could get away with it, Blacky would throw some attitude, and Thomas would pick him up, rough up his fur and laugh. When he got put down, he would run away like his dignity just got hurt. In cat fashion he usually wanted his attention at around 3:30 in the morning, to get our attention he would stomp on our heads and purr loudly.
Blacky was the boss of the house, ruler of the block. He was our big, beautiful brute and will be missed always.