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"Cheese was a white handsome Shih-Tzu and we are so thankful that we had him for almost 15 years. Cheese was born on March 23rd of 2008 and passed on March 2, 2023. March 23rd would have made him 15 years old this year. Cheese was stubborn, loved giving us hugs and many licks, was very patient, and was just the best fun-loving silly boy and protective boy we could ever ask for. Cheese would let us know when we forgot to clean his water bowl and demanded filtered water! He would take nothing else, lol. I started the habit. I thought I would have him forever and never thought about him leaving us. We just had so much love and fun. Things then changed. Cheese became very ill to the point where we could not travel with him to our vet. Our family was referred to Samantha Sellers, DVM, with Peaceful Crossings. The veterinarian, Samantha, did not rush us. Samantha and her assistant were so pleasant and understood just how much we love Cheese, and how much this was hurting us. She evaluated Cheese and came to the same conclusion that he would need to be assisted as he was in pain. The patience, love, and care that Peaceful Crossings provided through our loss of Cheese, and after has truly helped our family with confidence knowing that we did the best thing for him. He is missed and loved forever. Thank you, Samantha and your kind assistant with the personalized card you sent. You both truly knew how painful this was for us, and you both remembered things we shared with you. Your personalized card is healing, and I thank you so much for the love and care that you two provided Cheese, and his family." - Robert & Rose Weng

Rest In Peace, Sweet Gwen. 

"Thank you for your compassion and for being supportive. It was one of the hardest decisions I’ve ever made. Gwen will be missed. She had the sweetest little personality. Thank you again." - Faunda Callahan





"Indo was a gentle giant. We got Indo when he was eight weeks old. A fluffy little furball. I didn't expect him to get as big as what he did. His head touched my hip and he walked right beside me every day with his head on my hip. Indo laid beside my bed every night to protect me. He was a loyal companion and laid at my feet whenever I was watching TV, every night. I will miss him so much.

Indo loved laying outside under the shade tree with the wind blowing in his hair. He could be out there all day and he would be happy, except for whenever I would get home. Then he had to be right beside me at all times. He hated the FedEx and the UPS driver. The funny thing is, they are the ones that would bring his food and I kept telling him "They got your food! I don't know why you're fussing with them", but he still hated them. You always knew somebody was at the house whenever he was on alert. I thought you would live longer than 14 years but now you're running, having fun and not hurting anymore. I love you buddy. Thank you for being by my side every day. You did what you were supposed to do: protect me and take care of the family. You did a great job. You never disappointed, that's for sure. I will miss you. I'm gonna say this one last time, and only you and the family would know what this means but that's between us. Done."

Rest easy, Trapper. 

"Simply put… greatest boxer boy ever!! Rest in puppy paradise.

We miss and love you T ~Dog."





"Always loved, never forgotten. Until we meet again. We love and miss you Hazelpuff aka Puff-aluff-a-kiss." - Allison Alden

We often take these beautiful beings, our best fiends who are mostly silent, for granted without realizing it. Then in the blink of an eye we realize just how much we rely on their energy being around us at any one moment. This beautiful girl, Arya, was my life long shadow, she was my very first responsibility as an adult and very quickly she became my whole world. We would walk around the various parks that were near by and always I tried to make it a point to go to Cherry Hill Park in Colorado which was her favorite place to go (where I intend to spread her ashes), it was the only place she would ever munch on grass, I called it her sweet grass. She was my reason for going up to the mountains and exploring whenever we could, or if all I had time for was a cruise around town she never hesitated to jump in the car for a ride. I went on my very first trip without her when she was 6 months old and when I got back she jumped into my arms and cried because she was so happy I had returned. I had never experienced a love like that before and it took one time to be hooked. We would lay together and she would begin licking my arm and fall asleep mid lick. I remember one time she was dreaming so hard she rolled right off the bed and jumped up to look at me like she had meant to do it. I laughed so hard I got a belly ache. Then she went to Madison river with me in Montana and I was attempting to take her water rafting with me when she wasn't able to get on the raft. I floated on down the river and she followed me beside the river bed for as long as she could. I got so scared when I couldn't see her any more and I was already in a place where the current was carrying me so there was no getting out until it slowed. As soon as I got to shore I went searching for her, it wasn't 5 minutes before I saw her trotting down the road back to where we had made camp. I cried that day, because I was afraid I had lost her and she came back to me. By then I knew I would take her with me wherever I could, we became inseparable. She was my road dog, my true Ride or Die, we did everything together, instead of clubs I was out hiking with her, instead of going to parties I was finding creative things we could do together, like throwing the tennis ball for her until she couldn't move any more. She changed my life in so many ways, more than there is space to write about here. I became depressed from the events of my own personal life and I considered the unthinkable, I became so depressed I thought seriously about suicide, then I looked at her after a failed attempt and I knew that she was my reason, if I couldn't be my reason to live, she could. It was because of Arya that I was able to leave a very abusive relationship when I felt too weak to do so on my own accord, it may sound silly yet in truth I kept it in my mind that if she was safe that was all that matter. So we packed up what would fit in my car and the two of us left and never looked back, we drown across country in 28 hours that weekend. We have gone to Mexico many times together and she was always the talk of the people we met, because she was so well behaved. While I trained her personally, Arya was a quick study and made the process super simple. We went coast to coast in a matter of 6 months and we have been living in an RV and traveling since March of 2020. Then the news came, she had cancer, the vet told me I had some time and all I could think of was no regrets. I went into care mode for her because she had done so much in my life I owed it to her to be there for her in her last days, it never once made me wonder if I made the wrong choice choosing her life for a little longer. For just shy of 15 years this gorgeous creature has been in my life and now I was told to begin saying goodbye. The question comes, how do we say goodbye when we are not ready? I didn't know and I asked people who didn't know the answer, I feel like it is so different for anyone so instead I asked how would I like someone to say goodbye to me. I would want daily massages, we did that, I would want my muscles to be stretched because of my arthritis, we did that, I would want someone to sing me songs to help me not feel so scared, we did that. It was never about doing the most, it was about doing what mattered. I picked a few songs and those where the songs I sang to her every night before bed, I would watch her fall asleep, I would cuddle with her and lay next to her, I did my ultimate best to stay as strong for her as I could. Yet in truth nothing in life lasts forever and the best things in life do not come easy nor without cost. She was the best thing that I had ever had in my life, she made the days brighter and the nights more peaceful. I paid the ultimate price because I had to say goodbye to her, with tears and a knowledge that there was going to be one last kiss, one last scratch, one last ear rub. Yet all those memories and times, all the pictures and laughs, all the goofy moments and even the tears, they were all worth getting to know this precious life for the time I was blessed with her. While I grew up having animals it wasn't until I had my own to take full responsibility for that I understood the power of their love. The love that I had with Arya was a true gift, while there are other loves that are out there, in honesty we always remember our first because it's the one that leaves the deepest paw print on our hearts. She has left a crater of a paw print behind, one that will be nearly impossible to fill, and yet I know I am all the better because of it, never once do I regret any moment, I had with her. The hardest part was putting her in her last ride, knowing that this was the last time I was going to see the physical form of her. I wanted that moment to last forever because I had grown so accustomed to her being there, near me, for so long. Now I was wishing her fair well on her next journey, wherever that was knowing that I was unable to go, she had already gone to the spirit realm, home to the Creators loving embrace and yet being the human form that I am, goodbyes feel so final and one that is not easy to embrace. As a human I cry tears of sadness and yet my heart knows she is in a better place, a place where pain and age do not exist, so the end is a bittersweet stop on the journey, yet, endings truly are a new beginning, a new beginning I am learning how to walk in a different way than I did when she was here. My beautiful mama, forever in my heart you will be and these tears I have cried so much are a true testimony to the depth of love I have for you. You will be deeply missed and never forgotten. With all my heart, forever yours, Your Human Mom.





"With great sadness we said goodbye to our sweet Ocie kitty on July 19, 2023. She showed up in our backyard July 27, 2012 at about 4 months old, malnourished & badly injured. Bill warned me not to feed her and yet not an hour later he was taking her food on a paper plate & placing it by the big rock where she was resting. The next morning, she was still there, and he repeated feeding her. The next morning, she was at on our mat at our back door & has been our little girl ever since. She was never far from her protector enjoying daily walks around our house, to just chillin on the back porch, and every night in Bill's lap. She brought us great joy and I trust we loved her well. Ocie, you are forever in our hearts."

- Debi Achor

"We were saddened to say goodbye to Lily - our 14-year-old Chiweenie - on 08/03/23 after battling her sharp decline into canine cognitive dysfunction. She was a world-traveling pup, having moved with her two moms across the country and back, living and playing in Alexandria, VA and Buffalo, NY before coming back to Springfield, MO. She loved car rides, chasing squirrels, laying in the sun, cuddling on the couch, and visiting all the many people who loved her. She hated the dog park, the sound of children laughing, and getting her nails trimmed. Lily is survived by her brother Lito, who continues to wait for her on the back porch and definitely misses annoying her while she naps. She also lives on in our memories as the best companion of our twenties; our Tigerlily, Lillehamer, Ninny, Ninnikins." - Jordan & Sandy Ryan





"About Precious--I knew she was going to be a strong-willed, get-what-she-wants "queen" when I first came in contact with her. I very fortunately was at Lowe's on N. Kansas one morning when I got out of my car and heard desperate meows coming from a tiny, beautiful little kitten. A man told me that cat must have ridden underneath the hood of his pickup truck all the way from Marshfield. I was frantic and told him I would help catch the poor baby. He said for me to let it go, he had plenty at home and didn't want it. I couldn't leave the baby on her own scared and helpless. She had run behind the propane tanks, and I couldn't get to her. Employees and everyone I could drum up helped move the tanks so I could get the baby kitten. I had plans to find her a good home since I already had five at home. Once I got her home, she wasn't going anywhere and became known as my Precious. I carried her everywhere, and, to the very end, that's how she wanted to be carried and held when on my lap. She survived the other cats and had her favorites and not so much. She had attitude. Her late grandma would tease her by touching her paws when I held her and Precious would nip at her. She would hiss and spit at the Doodles we just got within the last year. She tko'd a 50-pound golden doodle when he jumped on the bed with us and got in "her" space. She had a feisty right paw that she used, and he went down. Admittedly, he is very much a softy and scared of everything. Precious had a wonderful life and was given everything I could possibly give her to survive. She became diabetic approximately three years ago and endured daily, sometimes twice daily or more, insulin injections. The last month of her life was very trying. I won't be specific, but I believed it was time to set sweet Precious Alexandria free with every ounce of dignity she had shown throughout her life. She was a beautiful little soul. My little queenie." - Vicki Nichols

"Over the past month, we knew the time was coming, and our sweet Diesel passed away in our arms yesterday. He was just a month shy of his 13th birthday. Letting him go was one of the toughest decisions we made, but knowing he is running free with some of his best buddies makes it a little easier. We spent the last week giving him any and everything he wanted, and yesterday he probably had 2 pounds of steak, rice krispie treats, a pint of Andy's Frozen Custard, and chocolate chip cookies.

We got Diesel as our 1-year anniversary present; I was ready to add a dog to our family, and I finally got Ben on board. He was the chunkiest puppy and soon grew to a very large American Bulldog.

He had a heart of gold, was my best friend, my shoulder to cry on, my Andy's Frozen Custard partner in crime when we needed a sweet treat, hiking and lake lover, and was the last night buddy I needed for diaper changes/feedings with Cohen. I know Cohen quickly took my spot as Diesel's #1 human, and I was ok with it.

It's been less than 24 hours, and the click-clack of his nails on the hardwood, the jingle of his collar, and the wet nose in the middle of the night on my face is already missed.

Even though we got Diesel as a couple, deep down I know he was my "soul dog". I think Ben would even agree that he was mine. He went with me everywhere, even if it was a quick errand, I never wanted him to be alone.

To my Diesel Dog, I have been forever changed by your 4 big paws and all 135lbs of you. Goodbye for now, my sweet friend, but I'll see you at the Rainbow Bridge.

Thank you to Peaceful Crossings, for allowing us to have those cherished final moments with our boy at home."

- Lindsey Sapp





"Rupert was born August 12, 2007 and was just 8 days shy of 16 years old when he left us on August 4, 2023. I received him as a gift from my partner at the time. Still to this day he was the best gift that I’ve ever received in all my 34 years. He loved being outside sunbathing and going for rides in the car. He loved bagels and cream cheese. He loved ice cream. He didn’t like being in water or being wet whatsoever. Whenever it would rain we would have to carry him to a dry spot in the yard and hold the umbrella over him just so he would go potty. He hated when we would chew bubblegum. He couldn’t stand to see someone cry and would be right up in your face to be sure that you weren’t sad for long. Rupert and my mom were literally inseparable! She spoiled him and loved him so much! Any where she was he was right there with her! Rupert lived a long and happy life and had no major health issues up until the last year or so. We’re very fortunate to have had him for 16 years! I was selfish and avoided taking him to the vet that last time because I knew that he wouldn’t be coming back home with us. I just couldn’t get over the fact that I would have to leave home every day without seeing him and arriving home and him not be waiting for me at the door. Putting him down was the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make. I’m so glad I came across Dr. Sellers and Peaceful Crossings In-Home Pet Euthanasia. She made this entire process easier and better!" -Shawn Fausett

"10 years ago, "Baby Nala" came into my life at a time when I really needed a companion. From the very first minute, to her last, that's exactly what she was. She "helped" me with everything - from exercise and walks, to cuddling to laundry - which was really just her dragging the clothes from the dryer to the living room floor, piece by piece. She was so proud of herself, that I never cared about the puppy slobbers all over my shirts. A few months later, I met my (now) husband and both Nala and I fell in love. She was no longer just my baby, but his, too. She loved taking truck rides with him and insisted on sitting in his lap. He introduced her to the 4wheeler and she would start howling to go run the minute it was fired up. Cutting wood was her favorite chore, which no one ever understood! One time, she heard a chainsaw running out in the woods and decided to go on an "adventure" by herself which landed her in the doggy slammer at Nixa PD. We often joked that she was the only dog we knew with a record. Nala came from a line of protection dogs, but she didn't have a mean bone in her body. She was the sweetest girl to everyone she met. She was so sweet, in fact, that she finally convinced us to get her a doggy-brother to play with and teach all of the doggy things to. She especially loved our kids; sleeping outside their bedroom doors at night and going on every adventure through the woods that they took. She LOVED balls and there was nothing that would keep her on the porch if there was a ball in play. She fetched those balls until her old, tired legs gave out. She has truly left an irreplaceable hole in our family. She was loved so much and will be missed every day." - Heather Ulrich



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