Welcome to Dolly PawCircle and the Tao of Dolly Sanctuary where we pay tribute to animals who have passed away and comfort their grieving families.
To request a Dolly PawCircle, just fill out the form on the Contact page or reach me on Twitter, Google+, Facebook, Pinterest or Instagram. You will receive my loving attention. We will form a prayer circle that will harness universal love and unleash healing energy.
Hugs and kisses to all my Dolly Besties in Heaven including, our beloved family pets: Audrey, Vanessa, Morgan, Emily, Birdie, Jimmy, Micky, Jackie, Blackie, Sunshine I, II, and III, Luciano, Cleo, Cleopatra, Tookie, Prince, Jade and Zoogie.
We miss you.
Dolly the Boston Buddha
2005 – March 13, 2017
Let’s bow our heads and pray for buddhaful Arthur and send healing thoughts to his mom Marie-Andrée, his dad Hal and the entire family. Arthur was a gentle cat with a big heart. He was adored by his family.
I lit candles for you on my special Dolly Candelabra, precious Arthur. Kisses to you in Heaven. Love, Dolly
J.J. THE CAT
March 2016 – March 9, 2017
Please observe a minute of silence for buddhaful J.J. the Cat. He was only a year old when he passed away. His dad and mom, Lindsay and Valerie, miss him terribly. So does his best buddy, Coco the dog, who also appears in this photo. They were inseparable.
J.J. didn’t come home one night and was found by a neighbour the next morning. He had been hit by a car.
Everyone who met J.J. loved him. Including his aunt Martha.
Heartfelt sympawthies to the entire family.
Kisses to you in Heaven, sweet J.J.
My dear furiend Erica Jooste, her husband Dean, their precious baby Darrin and buddhaful daughters Hayley and Jody-ann have gathered in their garden to honour Gandalf. They stand together in quiet meditation.
Let’s surround them with love and healing prayers and join them in a minute of silence to pay tribute to Gandalf.
Hayley and Jody-ann brought fresh bouquets of flowers and the lovely drawings they made of Gandalf shortly after he died. They place their offerings on Gandalf’s empty kennel and speak to him softly, knowing that his spirit is eternal and he can hear every word. They tell him what they loved about him and how much they will miss him.
Here are photos of their buddhaful drawings.
Gandalf’s death came tragically, without warning, making the loss even more devastating, especially for their mom, Erica.
The sound in the garden descends into a sudden stillness and the air fills with the tender silence of the spiritual heart. It is Erica’s turn to speak to Gandalf. She takes a deep breath then breaks the silence with her profoundly moving tribute.
You’re my very best friend and most loyal guardian. You run like the wind and bark at full force. Intense and intelligent. You’ve helped me grow stronger and confident.
Walking with you is an adventure. I’m so proud that you’re mine. The passersby in their cars say what a beautiful dog, so well trained. That grin on your face says it all. We live the life of the wide blue yonder, while you poor sods drive the rat race. What a thrill when we make head turns with baby Darrin tucked in his pouch. We walk forever, while he sleeps, with the sun and wind on our face.
I love you so much my big fluffy boy. I turn to mush, with every look into your soulful brown eyes. Brushing out your thick, luscious coat is our bonding time. We could create oodles of poodles with your loose undercoat, much like my dreams and hopes for us in my mind.
How was I to know that you were waning from cancer? You gave me no obvious sign. By the time I found you, your body had failed you and your life spirit was already gone. The place where you lay was intensely dramatic, between two “Delorean” doors leaning against our boundary wall. They looked like your wings, you’re an angel, or maybe heaven’s door.
Gandalf, I miss you with my whole being. I thought we had more time. Time to be Darrin’s best buddy. I’m going out of my mind. The kids and dad seem less affected, but maybe they’re as valiant as you. Now we take this time, as friends and family to bid you farewell in this life, with a bittersweet adieu!
We’ll never forget you Gandalf. You are forever in our hearts.
COOPER DUGRÉ KHANG
July 25, 2000 – November 11, 2015
Pawlease hold hands and paws to observe a minute of silence for my buddy Cooper and his grieving family. Cooper was a buddhaful soul and we spent happy times playing together. I’m so sad.
Cooper didn’t have a mean bone in his body and he was strikingly handsome! He was almost 16 years old in this photo. As you can see, he never lost his good looks.
When Cooper got sick, his mama and papa rushed him to the nearest veterinary emergency. After performing a battery of tests, the dogtors said that efurything pointed to prostate cancer that had spread to the lymph nodes on his spine. I cried when I received the sad email from his mama. Love, Dolly
My handsome old boy Cooper crossed the rainbow bridge yesterday. He was in a lot of pain so Marc and I decided that we should not prolong his suffering. We went to see him in the intensive care at 4:30pm. He was happy to see us, but when I hugged him, we could hear him whimper in pain. He tried so hard to lift his head up, but it was such a struggle. Our hearts knew it was best to let him cross over, and we told him how much we loved him and that he would be greeted by Peppee, Oscar and my Dad very soon. I hugged him while the specialist administered the last dose. He went very quickly as if he couldn’t wait to be rid of the pain. Our hearts are shattered into pieces. I wanted to let you know yesterday, but I couldn’t bring myself to write.
September 20, 2014 – September 29, 2015
Let’s hold hands and paws to observe a minute of silence for sweet Kamalani and her devastated papa. Poor Dwight! He lost Brownie, his other kitty, just last month. I lit candles for them on my special Dolly PawCircle Candelabra. Love, Dolly
Kamalani (Lani) was a feral kitten found in the parking lot at Honolulu Community College by a security guard. The security guard told my friend about the kitten and my friend thought of me and brought Lani to my working place at the police station. I’m a civilian worker.
When I looked in the carrier I saw this tiny little kitten! I reached in and Lani let me give her head rubs and that’s when I fell in love with her. She was so tiny; she weighed less than two pounds! Lani was very loving and soon became a loyal companion and an excellent gecko hunter like Brownie. She always had a lot of energy.
I love what my friend said. Lani went from a feral kitten to a spoiled kitten.
September 29, 2008 – August 29, 2015
Pawlease hold hands and paws to observe a minute of silence for Brownie and her grieving papa, Dwight Inokuma. Dwight is a very kind man and he loved buddhaful Brownie with all his heart. He misses her terribly. Love, Dolly
A military family abandoned Brownie when she was still a kitten at Hickam Air Force Base. She was microchipped. That’s how I found out her birthday and who the owner was.
Brownie was very friendly and outgoing. She was an outdoor kitty when I got her, but became an indoor/outdoor kitty. More indoor as the years went by. She used to spend her days keeping my dad company watching TV and napping with him until he passed. Brownie was very loving and was my loyal companion who greeted me at the door or the car when I came home. She was very smart and would use hand (paw) signals to let me know when she wanted me to open the door or to eat. She loved to climb trees.
Brownie could also open the sliding screen door to let herself out and back in.
HANS VON GUSTAV
October 18, 2012 – October 21, 2015
Pawlease observe a minute of silence for my buddhaful furiend Hans Von Gustav and pray for his heartbroken mom. Hans was only 3 years old when he passed away in his sleep from an irregular heart rhythm due to thickening around his heart. His mama Martha found him lifeless in his doghouse where he would go to rest. She is devastated and she misses him so much. I shall never forget you Hans. Love, Dolly
2000 – 2015
Pawlease join hands and paws to observe a minute of silence for my buddhaful buddy Trevor who left for Heaven. His heartbroken mom wrote this moving tribute, which also appears on Trevor’s Writetowag blog. Every word touched my soul. I shall never forget you sweet Trevor. Love, Dolly
Oh my goodness, well today we said farewell to our Trevor Bear. With a heavy heart I am reaching out and asking for kind words, thoughts and prayers. This past year has been filled with so many more downs than ups.
So, here we are…a family, heartbroken and trying to live life without hearing that little jingle every time Trev entered a room. We now have two empty dog beds, an empty bitey dish and an old lonely leash.
When we dropped Trev off at the Crematory, we unwrapped his body to love on him one last time and this is what our baby boy said: “There now, little star sweeper, dream on.”
Yes, we LOVE Lady and The Tramp and sing that little lullaby almost daily now. It was the most perfect thing to say to Trev at that precious moment.
Trevor Bear’s OBARKtuary
Trevor Bear left our sides when he was 15 years young and has already begun popping up his sweet ewokian head across the Rainbow Bridge whenever he hears a new voice, hoping it is one of us, to welcome us home forever.
Trevor answered to a million or more names including Beary, Bearsabus, Bubby, Boogie, BooBear, BooBearyus, Beary Crocker, Pupcake, TaterBear, Love Muffin, Tootles, BubbyLaBoo, Sugar Bear, BearsLaRoneous, Sugar, Sweetheart, Precious Paws, Trevvy, Gizmo, Ewokers and Budders to name just a few.
Trev’s favorite things in this life were taking long walks with his daddy, getting chest rubs, ear scratches, lying beside us on the couch, mom’s homemade treats, his memory foam doggie bed, our bed, letting the wind blow through his fur, riding in the car sticking his head out of the passenger side window, chasing and tossing his tennis balls and all of his stuffed animals.
As the years passed, his gray hair unfurled, just like his love. Walks became shorter and cuddling became more cherished. His favorite mottos in life were “Bark Less, Wag More” and “When In Doubt…Nap.”
Trevor was a witness to our marriage and the birth of our child. Our baby says Trevvy is the bestest bubby in the whole wide world and he will be blowing kisses at the sky and sending His love to Heaven whenever he thinks of his bubby.
This tiny blog has been an honor for me to share with all the dog lovers of the world. Thank you Buddy for the privilege of sharing your life with us. We will never be the same my furrbaby.
Oh how we will miss your little jingle that fluttered all about your collar. Every time we heard your jingle, a smile was sure to follow.
You were our sunshine little Trevvy. May you be blessed to run free without any more pain through the hills and plains of Heaven. May you also know the gift of endless treats. Your obsession was treats, treats and more treats. We long to see your sweet face again and cross the Rainbow Bridge together.
Thank You, Father God, for the gift of our precious Trevor.
Hugs and kisses times infinity my Pupcake. WE WILL LOVE YOU ALWAYS!
September 6, 2001 – May 31, 2015
Pawlease observe a minute of silence for buddhaful Mitsou whose sunny personality made everyone smile. Mitsou was ill and her health deteriorated rapidly when her sister Tornade passed away last month. Mitsou and Tornade were rescues and they were adopted together by their loving mom Hélène. Pawlease hold hands and paws to pray for Hélène. She is overwhelmed by sorrow and loss and welcomes our support. Love, Dolly
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose; All that we love deeply, becomes a part of us ~Helen Keller
September 6, 2001 – April 12, 2015
Buddhaful Tornade had a life-threatening medical condition so her mom Hélène had to make a heartbreaking decision. Pawlease observe a minute of silence for precious Tornade and hold hands and paws to pray for her grieving mom. Tornade was an affectionate love bug who enjoyed spending quality time with her mom. Love, Dolly
2000 – 2015
You were an angel here on earth. Now you are a buddhaful angel in Heaven where your wings shine even brighter. I shall never forget you, Fred Dolly
Much of Fred’s Legacy lies in his journals written under the pseudonym Ted Terrier with human sister Emma Knight (pen name), and called simply ‘The Journal of Ted Terrier’ and ‘The Second Journal of Ted Terrier’. I have so many wonderful memories of our beloved Fred, the Dearest Dog ever to have walked by my side. Here are some of my fondest memories.
- When I think of Fred the first memory that strikes me is of him sitting on my lap and throwing his head back to look at my face. He always wanted to know how his humans were feeling. I believe Fred could pick feelings up, and then he always knew how to be with you… he was the best therapist.
- Fred made everyone love him – even those who previously hated dogs!
- Fred ended a period of my writer’s block and so inspired what all my friends say is my best creativity! Together we have written the fictional Journals of Ted Terrier.
- Fred loved to take me for walks. Yes, it really was that way around – his ears bouncing along way ahead as I tried to keep up laughing all the way.
- Fred the healer knew how to sit on my lap so that his bum applied warmth and pressure to my bad thigh easing the pain a great deal.
- And Fred trained us to meet his needs too. When his back legs were paralysed he barked requests to us – ‘Lift me on the sofa’, ‘Lift me off the sofa’, ‘Take me upstairs’, ‘Take me downstairs’, ‘Food and water’!
- Fred adored Babybel cheese. It would send him into a frenzy of excitement. It did come in handy for helping to give him his pills til he got wise to the trick. In fact he was so clever he got wise to most tricks!
- I loved to stroke his velvety ears and kiss them.
- For the vast majority of his life Fred was manic and bouncy. Later his body was calmer but he always had the energy to greet his humans and give them love.
- I will never forget coming home from hospital on crutches – just a few weeks before he passed away – Fred’s back legs hardly worked. Yet then, and also on his penultimate day on this earth, he got himself to the door surprisingly quickly and gave me the most enthusiastic greeting he could muster. He then turned and hopped up the step into the house pulling himself up with front legs. I followed pulling myself up on crutches. Like a little double-act. Better with two.
Penny Noble (Fred’s human sister)
November 1997 – December 2014
Pawlease observe a minute of silence for buddhaful Joshua and join hands and paws to form a powerful, virtual chain of universal love for his heartbroken mom, Victoria Martin.
This touching photo was taken on Joshua’s final day on earth. The little angel left for Heaven feeling loved and cherished. You will never be forgotten sweet Joshua. Love, Dolly
November 22, 2001 – June 10, 2014
Rocco’s favourite place to go was in my car, especially to go see my mom and dad. During the last few weeks of his life, I took him for a car ride everyday. It made him happy. He also loved to go sit on the bench in front of the building and people watch. Now that I think about it, I don’t think he loved it just to people watch, but because he could sit next to me and we could just relax when I wasn’t working. I know this because even when he went blind, he found his way to the bench.
Rocco loved everyone. He also loved dogs and cats, but I think he didn’t know what to make of squirrels. He was a great host when people came over, always wanting to be next to them and kissing them. Do you remember his kisses?
When he was at his grandparent’s place he was always sitting next to them. He loved to cuddle and loved to eat. He had the most beautiful bark I ever heard. It was muffled. Just so sweet. His eyes looked so human. It made me laugh. Sometimes I thought he had my dad’s expression. I loved his round head. Loved to kiss his head and his paws. Even after all those years he was still so handsome.
One of the last images I have in my head, is him laying on the kitchen floor like a little lion waiting patiently for me to give him something to eat. He looked so beautiful. That was on the day he died. It makes me cry every time I think about it. I’m glad he passed away at home in my arms. I loved him with all my heart.
As you know little Dolly and Suzanne, everyone that saw Rocco loved him. They would always ask about him in the building and many are sad that he is gone. I set up a little place for him in the living room, a small table with flowers, a candle, a rosary, and a small vault (the size of a book) in his honour, where I keep things to remember him by.
A few days before Rocco passed, I really understood how deeply one could love an animal. I knew I adored Rocco, but my heart recognized how deeply I have loved him and how deeply he loved me. I understand why your mamma and you love each other so much, and why she is dedicated to your message of universal compassion, the Tao of Dolly.
Animals are pure and without malice. They love us unconditionally and we love them like they are our children. They love everyone as they are. We have so much to learn from them. God bless them all.
2000 – 2013
My Barnie: I told him every day that he was the most beautiful and intelligent dog. He had many other qualities: a gentle nature, a keen awareness of everything that was going on around him, and he was friendly with every canine and human he met. Barnie was loved by all; he had no enemies. He even won over people who feared big dogs.
Barnie was part of my day-to-day life for 13 years and that of Claude and our other dog Chica. We were like a family. I considered myself Barnie’s mom and Claude called him “my big boy”. The elegant Chica, also a Golden Retriever, became his “little sister”. Read more…
2000 – 2013
Pawlease observe a minute of silence for my buddhaful furiend Ella. She was a sweet, delicate and noble feline who didn’t have a mean bone in her body. Ella’s dogtors did everything they could to save her, but her life-threatening health condition no longer responded to treatment. Hugs and kisses to Angel Ella in Heaven. Love, Dolly
May 1996 – November 2012
Your mama Daniele will never forget you buddhaful Choupet. You were her angel. You were also my best furiend. Love, Dolly
They will not go quietly, the pets who’ve shared our lives. In subtle ways they let us know their spirit still survives. Old habits still can make us think we hear them at the door. Or step back when we drop a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place the food dish used to be, and, sometimes, coming home at night, we miss them terribly. And although time may bring new friends and a new food dish to fill, that one place in our hearts belongs to them … and always will ~ Author unknown
OSCAR DUGRÉ KHANG
2000 – 2011
Pawlease observe a minute of silence for my sweet buddy Oscar. He was a tiny pooch with a big personality and huge heart. His adoring parents and kind veterinary dogtors did efurything they could to save him, but his rare medical condition could not be cured.
Buddhaful Oscar left for Heaven surrounded by his human and animal family. He will never be forgotten. Love, Dolly
2000 – 2011
Brandyn was diagnosed May of 2010 with an inoperable tumour in his heart. Brandon was born on December 10, 2000. When I got him he was so small that he fit in the palm of my hand.
When I would go out, depending on where I was going, I would put him in my jacket. When I watched TV or read a book, he would sit in front of me and just stare lovingly. I eventually figured out this meant he wanted to sleep on my lap, which I allowed him to do.
On walks, he was inquisitive and would check out every blade of grass and pebble. He also tried to catch squirrels as there are many where I live.
The funniest thing about Brandyn was how he would wrap himself up so comfortably in his beds. He had one in every room (each bed started out as one of my blankets). My boy never got out of bed on his own. He wanted me to find and unwrap him, which I happily did. It became one of our favourite games.
Brandyn was my best friend and I miss him so much.
In Loving Memory
August 6, 1992 – December 23, 2010
Jasmine, my beautiful white Malti-Poo, is the only thing that I feel like I’ve ever done right. She has been the only thing that I have ever been able to hold on to and call my own. Everything else has just seemed to slip right through my hands. I was never able to have children, never owned a house, nor could I hold on to my two husbands. When I lost my mother, my first marriage, and had cancer for the second time, I knew Jasmine was sent into my life as a gift. I was wounded and lost, and she was the exuberant joy that I needed. I was always the quiet type, which is typical of creative minded people, so this sweet, very social creature rocked my world. Read more…