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On behalf of the staff at Canyon Animal Hospital, we are honored to pay respect to our beloved animal friends who have passed. We also welcome you to create a lasting tribute for your beloved pet or animal friend on our website's Pet Memorial page. Please feel free to complete the following Pet Memorial Form in Adobe Acrobat format, which requires the free Acrobat Reader to view.
Bobblehead, the coolest cat I ever met. I thank the Lord daily for having brought you into my life. You are my angel. Thank you Bobbles. Thanks for all the sweet purrs in my ears. Thanks for hanging out with me when I wasn’t necessarily fun to hang out with. You’ve tolerated me, you’ve loved me unconditionally, and you’ve always been there for me. I loved the way you nuzzled me. I loved how you use to yell at me when your water bowl was not 100% full. I loved how you demanded attention because you were so cool, and knew you were not to be ignored. I loved always having you in and around my face. And yes, I was jealous when you’d leave me briefly for your nightly tummy rubs with Dad, but I knew your dad had a better tummy rubbing technique, and I couldn’t take that away from you…because I love you. You’ve made me the happiest mom on the planet. Thank you Bob, for the gift of your friendship. Thank you Robert L. Head, for choosing me. Thank you Bobble Fett Bounty Hunter, for making me smile a million smiles. I miss you so much, my handsome little man. Until the day comes when I can be covered in your fur again; I will remember you with overwhelming love and thankfulness in my heart. You’re the coolest cat I ever met.
(August 2002-December 2015)
Hello. Dr G…Around 9 pm on Thanksgiving eve, just as we were settling down to relax and enjoy the reunion of one of my favorite kids just home from UC Davis, my big ‘ol heart finally gave out and I passed away in the arms of Jeff and we both said so long for now.
As Dr G knows, I fought a tough fight and at times, we didn’t think I could pull it off, but with your help Dr. G, I not only made it too see my boys off to college… I hung around just long enough until he came home for thanksgiving so I could woof, wag, and kiss him one more time.
My family is forever thankful for all the help with the kind and loving staff of Laguna Canyon Animal Hospital. While I was not too fond of having to be boarded, bathed nor poked or prodded; I knew was in good hands and you always took good care of me until my owners picked me up.
I was fortunate to be treated with love and good care and good grooming.
Rollie and his family
"If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went"
Mr. Boots came to us in May of 2006. The previous owner had passed away and Boots was headed to a shelter as no one seemed to want a 10yr. old Cat. I was away on buisness so my wife phoned asking what I thought about adopting Boots. We had never owned an animal before as I had been in the military 27+ years and the constant moving etc., was hard enough with our "Special Needs Daughter" let alone a family pet. I was somewhat hesitant as I'm allergic to cat's, however, I didn't like the idea of a 10yr old animal heading to a shelter. Of course, I made my wife promise that she'd take care of the cat because of my allergies, etc., etc., etc., but little did I know that Old Mr. Boot's would adopt me, and very quickly wormed his way into my heart. So, that's how our story with Mr. Boots began.
Since retiring from the military in 2000, I now work from home which puts me in my office a good deal of time. Boot's quickly adapted to laying on my desk and sleeping most the day, however, would wake up like clockwork for meals and occasional treats. He would sit quitely just staring at me while I worked on the computer, however, if ignored longer than he liked, he'd first poke me in the shoulder twice with his left paw, and if I continued to ignore him (not very often)....he would take position directly in front of my computer screen until proper recognition was received. (smile) Did I mention he was a very, very smart cat??? Since I am semi-retired and do work from home, I believe it would be a toss up between Boots and me who enjoyed "nap time" more. In mid-afternoon, several times a week, I would look over at Boots and ask, "Do you want to go take a nap?" He would usually jump down from my desk and start heading towards the bedroom where he and I would enjoy life's simple pleasures of an afternoon nap. My naps usually last about 45 mins. to an hour, however, Boots could easily stretch his naptime until supper. After our evening meal, Boot's always seemed to find his way back to my office where we usually stayed until bedtime.....however, it should be noted that if I didn't retire by 11 p.m., he'd head off alone and start without me.
Like myself, Boots was an early riser.....if I wasn't up by 5 a.m., he'd give me a little nudge with his paw.....and if ignored, he'd usually give me a little nibble on the ear telling me the day was wasting and politely remind me it was his breakfast time. That was our routine these past 6 years, and I'd say it's safe to say, I miss Old Mr. Boots dearly.
We've recently once again adopted a rescue cat who seems to be picking up exactly where Mr. Boots left off. He hasn't quite got the mid-afternoon naptime with me down yet......but then again I suppose Mr. Boots was the only really perfect cat. (smile)....or perhaps I just haven't had enough time to train the new guy properly.....time will tell.
However,...... until we meet again Mr. Boots.....you'll forever be in my heart!!!!