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"You will always live within our hearts." If you would like to pay tribute to the memory of your late pet, or those of family, friends or colleagues, please provide a short message and/or photo suitable for posting on the website. Or if preferred, you may also arrange for a personal card to be mailed in a pet's memory. A small contribution to help offset associated expenses would be welcome. We retain the right to edit copy for length and content.
"Vous vivrez toujours dans nos coeurs." Si vous souhaitez rendre un hommage à la mémoire de votre compagnon décédé, ou ceux de vos parents, amis ou collègues de travail, veuillez nous envoyer un court message et/ou un cliché qui pourra être affiché sur notre site Web. Ou si vous préférez, une carte personnelle peut être envoyée à la mémoire de l’animal. Une contribution pour couvrir les dépenses inhérentes serait appréciée. Nous nous réservons le droit de réviser votre texte et de l’abréger au besoin. |
| Sammy | ||||
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In memory of Sammy Thank you for finding us in the park that day so many years ago. We will always love and think of you." Kelly, Bruce, Bea and Cowboy |
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| Duke | ||||
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After having been blessed with having Duke in my life for four years and nine months, he passed away peacefully in my arms at 12:34 this afternoon. I feel completely lost without him. He was my constant faithful support through oh so many changes... Words cannot express the loss - I just want him back. But, he has gone to a better place. Maybe one day If I am worthy enough, we could be together again for eternity... I will miss and love my friend Dukie until the end of time. Brian & Punky |
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| Charlot | ||||
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Our hearts go out to Bassethound Rescue of Quebec on the loss of their CHARLOT, a rescued Bassethound who had been assigned a job as a guard dog on a property, and consequently spent his time all seasons, not in the joyful company of a family, but alone, cold, and without love. He was saved by the rescue group and found a happy place to recuperate and learn just to be a dog again, in the company of other dogs, at Chez Sandra Chalet et SPA. Charlot slowly learned to trust people again and enjoyed the company of fellow dogs. His horrible heavy coat began to look better and better. Sadly, his years of outside living took their toll on his health, and he was in a pain that could not be helped, his life shortened by a purpose totally unsuited to his short hair and tender heart. At the end of his life, he found friends who cared for him who did their best to make up for the terrible neglect he had suffered, and it was a pleasure to go over to speak to Charlot, who stood expectantly waiting for his words of praise which were music to his ears. We will never forget how happy he became knowing people cared about him beyond belief. His life was a hard one but he reveled in the time he had at the end. Charlot is a reminder to us all that no animal should be living like this in Quebec in this day and age, to suffer alone year around, in a job he was not born to do. Dogs are not a replacement for electronic security systems, and a cold doghouse is not a home in our winters. Rest well, Charlot, the ache in your body and bones gone, your heart strong for the chase, your face filled with the eager joy of play, and run the hills of Heaven with boundless energy—live there, Friend, the life you missed on earth and deserved to have. Your pawprints are on our hearts forever. |
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| Cindy | ||||
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Cindy was my baby who I loved for 14 precious years. She came into my life at 2 years of age, abused, and needing all my attention and love. She was a sweet Lhasa Apso. The ache in my heart is great, but I would not have missed the wonderful years we shared together. Remembered forever, Joyce |
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| Gentle Ben | ||||
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My dearest Gentle Ben, I hope you knew that I loved you so completely. I hope you knew that in my eyes and so many others, that you had the biggest heart that ever existed. I hope you knew that you were my life and that of your human sister Lia. We love you now as we did then – nothing has changed except I wish you were still here so that I could tell you again, again and again. It was a year ago since I last touched you, kissed you, held you tightly and smelt your neck. Since your passing things have changed a little Ben. There has been a tremendous void in my life and I wanted so much to find someone just like you. I have not found anyone to date, so I know that you would approve of what’s been going on in my life. Firstly, I realize that it will be impossible to find another just like you – it would just not be fair to expect that. I feel foolish now for wanting you back this way so I found a way that would make me feel a little more useful and a lot less selfish. I now try to help any animal that is in need of a safe place until a family could be found – after all, this is how we met. So this past year there have been many animals that I have cared for. I have seen them flourish and then find great new beginnings. It has been hard, because there have been occasions where I wanted to keep them, but I knew the timing was wrong. I think you would have approved of them all. Interestingly enough there have been similar characteristics that you possessed – so I found comfort in that. One day, when I am stronger I will find maybe not a Ben, but maybe a Bentley, Boris or Betty – who knows. I can promise you one thing though my friend there will only be one Ben…only one. Thinking of you always my dearest friend, and loving you with the same intensity. Love Mom, Lia, Nana, Grandpa, Auntie Jewel, Uncle Craig, Amber and Zak! Big, Big, hug and kiss, until we meet again. RIP |
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| Goldie | ||||
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In loving memory of our GOLDIE She lived a wonderful life and was loved and spoiled to the very end when she suddenly and unexpectedly passed away due to Renal Failure. Goldie was 16 years old and was loved by everyone who met her and she gave as much love back in return. She will always be in our hearts. |
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| Kitana | ||||
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In Memory of Kitana A beautiful cat who enchanted the whole family for over 10 wonderful years. We will all miss you. With Love, The Farkas, Bolla and Howard family |
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| Bacardi "Nummy Nuts" Gagnier | ||||
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August 31, 1995 - February 17, 2008 Dear Friends, The house is empty - the silence deafening. He's not at the door to greet us- tail wagging and so proudly carrying around a shoe or two. He's not here to wake us up at the crack of dawn - grunting with joy, tail beating happily against the side of the bed. "Wake up, wake up - Mom - it's a brand new day - isn't it wonderful". I can't dwell on the last few days - my heart hurts too much. The memories come flooding back through the tears for a wonderful friend who made us smile from the very first moment. There he was all of 6 weeks old - so chubby his big paws seemed to sprout from his chest. Those beautiful brown eyes lit with joy, his ears as soft as velvet and that wonderful puppy smell. It was love at first sight. From the very first he was self assured. There was Bacardi's way - then there was Bacardi's way!!!! I'd say "come" - he'd go. I'd say "goodbye" - he'd bloody well come when he pleased. The louder I was the less he seemed to notice- nose to the ground he run on oblivious to my "queenly commands". But just let me whisper the word "cookie" - he was after all a "Lab" - four legs, an empty stomach, and heart as big as the great outdoors filled with love to spare. There was Bacardi's routine; breakfast by 7:30am, lunch 12:30pm, dinner (not one second later than) 6:00pm, bedtime snack (a carrot) by 9:00pm. We always knew what time it was. One didn't take Bacardi (or Nummy Nuts as he was affectionately known to his friends) for a walk - he took you and for him it was an adventure of the senses. That beautiful brown nose worked it's magic. He never seemed to look where he was going - head down and going as fast as those little brown legs could carry him - why he didn't run into a tree I'll never know. We absolutely had to be in the woods by 10:00am - his friends; Washington (yellow Lab) and Sunny (Belgium Shepard) were waiting. Greetings all around (especially the nether regions) and off we'd go. Three happy friends off into whatever Adventure their noses would take them, and every mud puddle they could find. Bacardi had more than a little affection for blonds. "Canelle" (a yellow Lab mix) was his heart's desire. Mind you a good looking "Golden" could turn his head too. Actually when I come to think of it - white is sort of blond ....but then again so is beige!!!! Let's put it this way - if it looked sort of blond - Bacardi was more than willing to accommodate her every wish and then a desire or two of his own! He didn't bark until he was more than a year old. Nonetheless - he had his own very personal greeting for each and everyone who came to our door. One simply couldn't have avoided it. Sooner or later he was sure to say "hi". That cold, wet, brown nose never missed an opportunity! In fact his cats just gave up after awhile and figured he was just doing them a favour! Bacardi loved the water - he was in before the ice was off the lake in the Spring and last out in the Fall before the ice took hold for the Winter. Bacardi's heart was big and generous - there wasn't a jealous or mean bone in his beautiful square body. 70 pounds of wriggling happiness. He made friends where ever he went and even brought a few home. "Summer" was only a kitten when he appeared at our back door. "Misha" & "Nana" came from an abusive home. "Oh Sama Bin" & "Friend" just needed a home. Bacardi even welcomed "Beau Boule" (a husky mix) whose owner had died. He shared his home, his bed and even his kibble with his buddies. Like people - animals are givers and takers - Bacardi was a giver. He simply only ever stole our hearts. Our wonderful, brown puppy has gone off on a new adventure. What joy, what a lust for life and what happiness he brought us. We are heart broken but we are so glad to have had the privilege of having had him in our lives. Honoured Caregivers - Dan & Heather |
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| Soleil | ||||
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1987 - 2008 My noble redcat, who passed away in January, at age 21 years. He was a fine fella and a noble spirit, he will always be remembered. Ellen Jacobs |
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| Nikita | ||||
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It is with great sadness that Gerdy’s Rescue announces that dear Nikita, Compassionate Placement to Josee, has passed away. Josee plans to write us about her experiences with Nikita, who though elderly, was a wonderful companion to her and her children. See Nikita’s rescue story in Tales to Tell. Josee took on an old dog knowing this day would come. But Josee never thought about the end of Nikita’s life, only day to day which she made so happy for Nikita. We are grateful to Josee for We received this message from Josee and we wish her and her children comfort at this difficult time: "It is now one week after the passing of my dear friend Nikita. I wanted to thank you for your support and thoughts. Each time I washed the dishes at the kitchen sink, I was reminded of Nikita's faithfulness and friendship. Out in the snow, there remained two sets of prints, my own and those of Nikita who followed me around on one of her last days here on earth. I will be forever grateful to Carol for contacting you regarding these 2 beautiful souls and to you Gerdy and Judy for allowing me the opportunity to be a part of their lives. Your support and guidance went well beyond your "call of duty". I truly beleive that blessings will be returned to you ten fold for the work you continue to devote yourselves to. Thanks again," Josee |
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| Tom | ||||
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TOM, the little black kitten, son of Little Mama that's currently up for Adoption, passed away peacefully in his sleep. He was not sick, just called over the Rainbow Bridge early. Now a little angel, he has his Happy Home at last. Very missed by all of us at Gerdy’s Rescues, and Dina who fostered him for us. “There is a place that kittens go, to play and run in a golden glow. ‘Tis Heaven there, you see, where they all play eternally.” |
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| Milly | ||||
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"In memory of Milly my little girl and my best friend, you are always in my heart." Mike |
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| Zaira | ||||
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On July 3rd 2007, my beloved dog, Zaira, was killed after being run over by a car twice before the woman drove away. Zaira was such a loved dog in my neighbourhood, adored by children and adults alike. She was gentle and kind and was my best friend. There is a cross now on Delmar in Pointe Claire, QC that has become a memorial for her, children who knew her bring flowers every day and remember their canine friend. A 14 year old girl named Ashley like me, wrote these beautiful words and placed it on her cross, what Zaira would have said had she been able at the end of her life. Zaira's words of comfort From the day we met, there was no doubt we both knew what it was all about. Love and joy with trust were there, and day after day the best of care. I hope you know how much I cared for you and the life we daily shared. No more of you could I expect or ask, but sadly for you there was one more task. The day has come when we must part, a time I knew would break your heart. If I could, I'd help you decide, but your love for me will be your guide. Please don't let me linger when my time has come and there's nothing more that can be done. Let me go to my final rest, knowing as always you've done your best. Zaira has crossed the Rainbow Bridge to Heaven, if ever a dog deserved to be there it was her. But it was too soon for me for her to be an angel. Ever loved, missed, and remembered by her soulmate, Ashley |
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| Denis | ||||
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At age 17, Denis left this life peacefully. He was an elderly Bichon/Poodle mix found wandering on a street downtown, his coat so filthy it looked black. Gerdy was called and took him over. He was cared for by Jocelyne very lovingly during his last year, still enjoying life but on a much slower pace. Jocelyne tended him faithfully and Denis loved the attention and affection he received. He will always be remembered by Lorie who was his devoted friend, and Gerdy who was always there for him when he needed help. Denis was found alone, but he left his doggie footprints on the hearts of all who met him. Across the Rainbow Bridge, Denis runs happily looking with a clear vision at the companions by his side with joy in his heart. Rest in peace, dear friend. |
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| Molly | ||||
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Molly was a little poodle mix when she came to us 3 years ago, a worn-out producer of puppies at a backyard puppy mill til age 8 years. She was so auto-immune that she was allergic to all dog foods as well as a bevy of environmental allergies. She was deaf from not having her ears treated years ago when they were swollen with allergy symptoms. Molly was covered in age warts. She was old and worn out before her time. But Molly had an interest in life still. She wanted to do the things other dogs took for granted. She never had walked on grass. She never had doggy treats or slept on a cosy bed. She never had space to run and enjoy herself. She had never had anyone play with her. Molly had never experienced love. That is until a wonderful foster mum came into Molly's life, wanting to bring her as normal a life as possible for the short time she had left of her life. Betty Cowan cooked for Molly's special requirements in food, diligently administered medications as needed, and was just there for Molly in every way. Not far from the end of Molly's life, Betty adopted her so that Molly would know she at last had a real home. Betty has fond memories of Molly in the fenced in big back yard chasing squirrels to her heart's content, her ears flapping happily as she bounded hopefully after them. She only caught them in her dreams, but that was enough for Betty; that Molly had the freedom at the end of her life that she never had before. Molly enjoyed her walks with Betty near the lake. Molly had litter after litter of pups almost her whole life, and what Betty gave to her was the feeling of a safe and secure retirement after her years of misery serving the pet shops profits. Betty was with her at the beginning of her freedom and was with Molly as she left this life. Molly knew she had been loved before she crossed the Bridge. Gerdy's Rescues wishes to publicly thank Betty for her dedicated foster care to Molly. The world needs more people like Betty, it would be a much better place. The Compassionate Care that Betty gave Molly was truly from the heart. Rest in peace at last, Molly, we won't forget you and we pray for the day there will be no more puppy mill prisoners like you were. |
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| Boudha | ||||
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Mon petit Boudha, tu seras toujours dans nos coeurs. Nos vies etaient meilleures avec toi. Avec amour et tendresse, Ane et Felix |
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| Meg |
| Rosie |
| Smokey Kitty |
| Crystal |
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A very special cat who is greatly missed. Rita |
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| Shannon |
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A much loved friend and loyal companion. Marjorie |
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| Muffin |
| Poucette (Priscilla) |
| Tiger |
| Charlie & Moffatt |
| Sargent |
| Jake |
| Carrie |
| Rory |
| Ginger |
| Vincenzo |
| George |
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"Gorgeous George" the Goldfish. Survivor of the Ice Storm '98. Enjoyed providing cat TV in our household for seven years. Roger and Judy C. |
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| Lucy & Degas |
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In memory of my beloved dogs, Lucy and Degas. Margot ------ À la mémoire de Lucy et Degas. Margot |
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| Toby |
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In memory of my beloved cat Toby, 18 wonderful years together. Josie ------ À la douce mémoire de mon chat bien-aimé Toby, 18 années merveilleuses passées ensemble. Josie |
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| Brina |
| Valentina |
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