Faithful Friends

Piebies, our sweet pearl-pied cockatiel. You came to us from Bird World in
Mornington at 3 months of age in 1993 and were a wonderful part of our
family for 16 happy years. Remember when you laid all those eggs
continuously one year? More than 20, we thought you’d never stop and were so
worried you would expire with exhaustion! I miss giving you ‘scratchies’,
those little rump pats, you on my shoulder playing with my hair and tickling
my ear. Sorry we didn’t realise you had cancer until you had difficulty
flying and were near the end. I held you in my hands and you seemed quite
content while Dr Herbert at Lort Smith put you too sleep for the
x-rays, then into a deeper ‘sleep’ after finding the cancer.. you wouldn’t
wake. Good-bye until our spirits meet, ‘scatchies’, from Annie.

Our little Angus, a beautiful guinea pig , died on New Year’s Eve at 9.30pm.

He was only 16months old and full of spunk. He died at home with all of us around him; a new angel to play in heaven.

We love you forever Angus, sweet little boy.

The Holmes and Davies family in Airport West

Skye

Our horse Skye was a lovely grey mare who had to be put to sleep due to malenoma which is common in greys. She is buried in a paddock nearby her paddock mate. She did have a very good life.

Victoria

September 29th 2006 was one of the most painful days of our lives, having to say goodbye to our little bundle of joy Mashi. Mashi who was a lop ear rabbit was more like a little dog as she would follow us around the house and nudge on our feet for treats.

Mashi, we miss and love you so much and keep wondering how you can be taken from us so, so soon. To help us cope we often say to ourselves it’s not really a “goodbye” but a “see ya later” as we hope to be reunited again one day, but until then we pray that you are happy, safe and healthy in your new life.

Missing and loving you forever Mum, Dad, Tigger & Mini N.

Lisa and Kelvin, Lynbrook

Mashi

On this day 22nd, August, 2006 Thumber our beloved pet Rabbit died at home in the arms of her human mum. He was 2-3 months old. May you rest in peace, we will miss you.

Lauren
Westmead, Sydney

Coolie: 14 November 1980 – 10 March 2006

In memory of Coolie, my beautiful palomino Quarterhorse gelding. Coolie was my best friend from age 6 years until he had to be put to rest at the age of 25. Purchased by my parents for my 14th birthday – Coolie was the greatest present I ever received.

He was full of personality with a sharp mind who loved water and swimming in the dam. Never wanting to be fenced in, Coolie was also a crafty escape artist. In his later years he enjoyed listening to the football on the radio and dozing in the shed. Not a day goes by where I don’t think of him.

My dear old mate, I’ll miss him forever.

Natalie Gross
Townsville, Qld

Khaalita, my beautiful Arabian/Quarterhorse cross mare. My best friend of more than 18 years. With me from age 5 months until she died of a twisted bowel at age 19. I would have paid anything to save you. You
were the best stress manager anyone could have. I miss you every day.

Somewhere, somewhere in time’s own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go…..
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.

Stanley Harrison

In Memory of Bun Bun Radovic, our mischievous white rabbit who passed away suddenly on 28th September 2005. He was abandoned when he was a baby and ended up at our house where he was bathed, fed and given the run of his own section of garden. He didnt like his $100 hutch, instead he loved sitting on his own pot plant where there was once a rose growing and scratching on the door when he wanted to come inside. So no more computer cords to be fixed or telephones cables to be rewired after Bun Bun had done his rounds of the house. He will be sadly missed by all at our Spotswood home. R.I.P.

Sweet Ebony By Ellen Gannon

I love my little black pony,
I love her very dear.
A time comes for everyone,
Though hers was very near.
I came home from school,
as happy as could be,
My mood soon changed when I found,
What happend to poor Ebony.
It hurts for me to say these words,
Or to write them on paper,
But I have to say whats to be,
Goodbye my sweet Ebony.