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Our Christmas Dream Chevy 

 9/14/02 – 8/9/2018

Posted 11/22/2019 at 9:50 a.m.

Our names are Chris & Sherry. We had an almost 16-year old Corgi named Chevy that was our life… in every aspect. He was, in his own right, our little celebrity, because it seemed like everyone knew him. He was our Christmas gift to each other the first year we were in our home, as well as the ring bearer in our wedding. Chevy was the WKYC Dog Gone Weather Dog, was in the local newspaper, and even on the radio. He was a regular at car shows and cruises. He was lucky enough to travel with us everywhere we went… visiting 13 states and Canada. He went to work with us and spent holidays with our families. When he couldn’t walk anymore, he got a wheelchair and then a stroller. He had a wonderful place for hydro- therapy and even his own chiropractor, not to mention one of the best veterinarian/staffs on earth. He was a beloved family member in every way he could be. There was never a question of whether or not he could go with us somewhere, we planned around him. There was never a question of whether or not we could afford something for him, he got what he needed (and then some). We had so many adventures… we were like the three musketeers. Chevy brought smiles, joy, & so much love to all he encountered. Despite losing the use of his legs & his bark as he aged, Chevy remained a trooper and never lost his spunkiness. He was the love of our lives & will eternally be remembered for his sparkling personality, quirky way, big brown eyes, and a warm, goofy, never-ending smile. He’s forever in our hearts and we know we’ll all be together again someday. Until then, he’ll be watching over us, running free, barking loudly, and knowing – wherever we go, he goes!! 

Sam, my one in a million sweet boy!

Posted October 31, 2019 at 9:49 a.m.

In the Fall of 2006 at a mall, my local animal shelter was trying to adopt seven puppies whose mother was rescued from a drug bust. Not wanting a dog because of my work schedule, I stood off to the side as my wife played with the puppies. One puppy was sitting on the side staring at me. He walked up to me and his eyes were like a magnet. He proceeded to lay on my foot- and the rest is history. I adopted him. It was the single best thing I ever did. We named him, Sam.

Sam was a once in lifetime dog, with a unique blend of qualities. He was a playmate, both physically and mentally. He was our therapy dog. He had an incredible, almost human intelligence. He befriended every person and animal he met, especially cats. I went from not wanting a dog to worshipping the ground my dog walked on.

On December 12, 2017, my beautiful boy died. His death was sudden and it was the worst day of my life. For the next year and half, I suffered with grief and unimaginable agony. I had this gift from God for eleven years and I wondered if it would take another eleven years for this pain to heal. I knew Sam loved me and would not want me to suffer so I decided to do something with that love. Therefore. I’m creating the SAM for Pets nonprofit.

Once this nonprofit is officially created, we hope to financially assist pet parents who are in danger of losing their “Sam” due to illness or necessary medical treatments that they are not able to afford. Every animal helped or saved would have been a friend to Sam. This nonprofit will honor Sam’s life for the rest of ours and hopefully beyond. Ken

In Memory of Master Pecorus "Peco" Romine

January 3, 2017

My heart is broken. Today I sent the other half of my soul to heaven after 17.5 years together. There are no words great enough to express my love for you, the depth of my pain, and how much I will miss you. Thank you for every day we had together.

Thank you for waiting for me to get off the school bus every day, for sitting on the back porch swing reading in the mornings, for perfuming yourself on dryer exhaust, for waking me up at midnight when you felt sick and needed my help, for getting up at midnight to lay at my side when I was sick with food poisoning because I needed you. Thank you for teasing Roxie so we always got in trouble with mom, and for showing Mocha and Karmie that you could still romp with the young pups, for yodeling when you were excited for walks and for the way your eyes lit up every time you saw me.

I love you. I love the stories I will tell about you for the rest of my life. Thank you for loving me above all others, Peco. I will never forget you. Someday, when I'm ready, I hope to honor your memory by showing this love to another pup who needs a home. Whitney

Skyla: Luv-a-Bull Pretty Pittie Princess

Posted on January 20, 2019, at 5:32 p.m.

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My husband and I raised Skyla since she was 8 weeks old. She was a pit bull (the runt of a litter of 8 and only white pit bull) and she had the ideal situation for her breed growing up. Her dog mom and brother lived diagonally from us in her early years and our first niece was born 2 months after Skyla was born. Skyla was socialized very early to be around animals and people of all ages (babies/puppies thru senior adults/dogs). We raised and showed Skyla nothing but unconditional love and that is what she gave to everyone she encountered. We couldn't be any prouder of her, as she was a true ambassador to her breed, and defied the stigma of all pit bulls being aggressive and dangerous. Skyla loved to dress up and would only kill you with sweet puppy kisses. Read more

My Sweet Senior Mifflin

Posted July 5, 2018, at 1:30 p.m.

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This is a story about my sweet senior poodle named Mifflin. Mifflin spent most of her life in a puppy mill where she was bred over and over again by selfish humans to make money for them. Her puppies were torn away from her and she was left with inadequate food in crowded cages where she was forced to lay in her own waste. 

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Posted on March 10, 2017, at 12:30 a.m.


Peach was still a little kitten when I started taking her back and forth to college with me, a two-plus hour one-way trip. Sometimes I also took one of my parents' cats, Pixie, because she and Peach were buddies when Peach was little. I felt it was better for them to be able to keep each other company during the day. Often, though, it was just the two of us.

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My little gazelle-Puss Puss

Posted on November 22, 2016, at 4:05 p.m.

Puss Puss was always chasing me around the house since he was a little kitten.

I will miss and love you forever. Love- Jenni

Kirby- we will always love you!

Posted on November 22, 2016, at 12:00 a.m.

Kirby- we will always love you! 

Nearly fourteen years ago the Summit County Humane Society had an approximately two years old cute and very thin Shepherd-Akita mixed dog with snow on his nose that caught Therese's attention.  

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The Bubbles

Posted on October 26, 2015, at 12:25 a.m..

Kirby- we will always love you! 

I have always considered myself to be a strong man. Mentally strong, I mean, able to do what has to be done no matter how difficult. I could, but won’t, cite dozens of examples of times that I endured grievous pain, both physical and mental, and handled it stoically. However, it serves no purpose to dwell on what has been when you are faced with one of the most painful situations you will ever endure.  Read More