“Animals are such agreeable friends―they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.” ― George Eliot
Here we honor the beloved animal friends that have blessed our lives. If you would like to submit a tribute, you can do so here or download a submission form and mail it to: Arms of Aloha, Attn: Editor, 94-170 Leoleo St, Waipahu, HI 96797.
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Nala Marie Colburn
January 9, 2010 – June 29, 2026
When Carla rescued her at just three months old, she came with the name Bella. But there was already a beloved Bella waiting for her at home. Knowing she deserved a name as beautiful as she was, Carla chose Nala—and it couldn’t have suited her more perfectly.
Nala never had to walk through life alone. She was surrounded by a loving pack that became her family: Marley, Samara, Shuggie, Prince, Apollo, Guapo, Hina, Hachi, and Bella. Together they shared years of companionship, comfort, and countless memories. And now, as heartbreaking as it is to say goodbye, we find comfort in imagining Marley, Samara, Snuggie, Prince, Apollo, Guapo, Hina, and Hachi joyfully waiting at the Rainbow Bridge, tails wagging as they welcomed their sweet sister home. Bella remains behind, carrying Nala’s memory here with us.
If there was ever a dog who could play fetch forever, it was Nala. She absolutely loved chasing her ball and never seemed to tire of the game—at least not until her body insisted otherwise. One of Carla’s favorite memories is seeing Nala finally lie down, panting with complete happiness, her treasured ball still clutched proudly in her mouth. It was such a simple moment, yet it captured everything that made Nala who she was: joyful, determined, and completely content.
Beyond her playful spirit was an incredibly gentle heart. Nala was mellow, loving, and endlessly devoted. Even as her body grew tired with age, her love for Carla never faded. Until her very last day, she found ways to remind Carla that she was loved. And in return, Carla gave Nala the greatest gift any dog could ever hope for—a lifetime of safety, companionship, and unconditional love.
Sixteen and a half years will never feel like enough. The silence she leaves behind is profound, and her absence is felt in every corner of home. But love like Nala’s doesn’t disappear. It lives on in every cherished memory, every game of fetch remembered with a smile, and every quiet moment when her spirit is felt close by.
Run free, sweet Nala. Chase every ball your heart desires. Your family will miss you beyond words, but they will carry your love with them always—until the day you meet again.
Mana Satterfield
February 14, 2014 – April 26, 2026
We can still feel your soft fur, the smell of your muzzle after a good night kiss. Miss out walks in the dark, long car rides, howling & singing to your favorite tunes, wet nose kisses & cuddles, lazy”paw”days on our lanai, your emotional comfort exavtly when we needed. Thaank youy for adopting as as your pack. What a blessing to have you for 12 years!
Love you forever Mana.
A hui hou….until we meet again.
Love,
Your ohana
Cloud Strife Lin
January 31, 2008 – May 2026
Cloud Strife Lin was named after the legendary hero from Final Fantasy VII, Jeff’s favorite videogame. Jeff traveled often for work and hoped Cloud would keep Malia company while he was away. What started as a surprise gift to Malia, quickly became one of the greatest blessings of Malia and Jeff’s lives. At first, Malia worried they weren’t ready for a dog and begged Jeff to take him back before she became too attached. But by the very next day, one look at Cloud made her realize it was already too late — he had already chosen his forever home. Cloud was the fur baby who first showed them the kind of love, devotion and joy that made them realize they could one day become parents.
Cloud had the kindest soul and the happiest spirit. He loved people deeply and had a way of making everyone feel special. People always remembered him — especially his name. Even Malia’s 100-year-old grandmother, while living with dementia, remembered Cloud before anyone else. There was something unforgettable about him. Maybe it was his smile that could brighten even the hardest days, or the way he greeted everyone like an old friend. To know Cloud was to love him.
Cloud was never picky with food and faithfully waited beneath the table for anything to drop, always determined to grab it before anyone else could. Cloud was also supposed to be a tiny “teacup” Maltese, but somehow grew three times bigger than expected. Malia loved him even more for it, always joking that he grew so big because he was filled with too much love to fit into a tiny body. But we all know, Cloud just loved to eat.
But more than anything, Cloud was family. He was included on every family Christmas card. He became the sweetest older brother to Kiana and Kaizen, patient and loving through every stage of their lives. One of Malia’s most treasured memories is seeing the three of them play together and going out on family walks, with Cloud tucked beneath the stroller. He never needed much — just being near his family made him happy.
Cloud kept his promise to always keep Malia company. He stayed faithfully by her side through every chapter of life — from moving from Seattle to Honolulu, through every uncertain season and every joyful milestone. He held on long enough to meet Kaizen and left this world knowing that his family was finally complete. For 18 beautiful years, Cloud gave unconditional love, unwavering loyalty, comfort, laughter, and companionship that can never truly be measured.
Cloud was never “just a dog.” He was home. He was comfort. He was family.
And he will always be deeply loved, forever remembered, and impossible to replace.
Kona “Koney” Rideau
January 2015 – May 2026
Kona as one of a kind — a beautiful German Shepherd with endless energy, a huge personality, and a heart completely devoted to her family. Deeply loved by Jaclyn and Daniel, adored by Dylan and Josie, and forever bonded to her tiny Chihuahua sister Bella, Kona filled every room with life, laughter, and love for 11 unforgettable years.
Kona’s story began when Jaclyn was working at a veterinary hospital and a construction worker brought in a puppy he had found abandoned in a house. Unable to keep her in his apartment, he hoped someone could give her a home. That puppy would go on to become one of the most important parts of the Rideau family. As a puppy, Kona had so much energy that it seemed like
she had been fueled by endless cups of Kona coffee — and the name stuck perfectly. She
approached life with excitement, enthusiasm, and just the right amount of drama. Every trip to
the groomer became an unforgettable event because the moment Kona realized Jaclyn had
arrived to pick her up, she would scream at the top of her lungs as if she were being tortured.
Jaclyn eventually had to wait in the car because Kona’s excitement was simply too much for the
whole salon to handle. Kona also had a deep love for her dragon toys from Petco. She adored
them so much that Jaclyn had to buy them in bulk just to keep up. Despite her goofy side, Kona
was incredibly well trained, always faithfully walking on Jaclyn’s left side as if it were her most
important job. One of Jaclyn’s favorite memories was Kona “killing” her 5-pound Chihuahua
sister Bella. Kona would lovingly chase Bella around before gently scooping her entire tiny body
into her mouth while poor Bella protested every second of it. It became one of the many hilarious
moments that perfectly captured Kona’s playful spirit and the bond the two dogs shared.
Kona had a presence that could never be ignored. She was loyal, intelligent, protective, dramatic,
and endlessly loving. She brought comfort, laughter, and unforgettable memories to everyone
lucky enough to know her. Though the Rideau family’s hearts ache in her absence, Kona’s paw
prints will remain forever woven into their lives. She was deeply loved, endlessly cherished, and
impossible to forget.
Lily Jones
Lily was loved intensely by her mom, Ky, and her second dog mom Kim. she was also loved by everyone she met, and her greatest joy in life for a long time was giving people kisses. lily had so much love to give and had a true feel for her humans emotions. the love she provided them was never not felt and will never be forgotten.
We’ll think fondly to our days paddle boarding, going to roller derby games/practices, hiking, traveling inter-island, going to the beach, cruising in the car.. wherever Ky went, Lily went, too. forever a best friend and forever a loyal companion.
Memories of her jumping over the back of the couch, providing neighborhood watch in the community, cuddling up in her mom’s lap after a particularly hard day… lily meant more to Ky and Kim than anything else in this world. she may have been a rescue dog, but they equally felt she rescued them, too.
Muggles Holman
October 2008 – March 12, 2026
Muggles, our sweet little princess, gave us 17 beautiful years of love, loyalty, and quiet joy.
From the moment Holly and Derik found her—then named Heaven—it felt like fate. Inspired by the magic of Harry Potter, they named her Muggles, a perfect fit for a dog who brought so much wonder into ordinary days.
She may have been shy at first, but it didn’t take long for her personality to shine. Soon, she and Penny were inseparable—two little white fluff balls tumbling, chasing, and filling the house with life. Muggles was playful and full of spirit, rolling under Penny, bouncing like a jumping jellybean for treats, and crying out if she saw another dog enjoying a walk without her. She loved the simple joys: treats of any kind, wagon rides, gentle walks, and sitting outside with the breeze flowing through her fur. She was gentle, prim, and proper—yet always ready to join in on any adventure. Whether dressed up (even if she secretly didn’t love it) or showing off her tricks—sit, lay down, roll over, shake—Muggles did everything with quiet grace. She was also the best cuddler, always there with warmth and comfort. And when Penny passed, Muggles showed the depth of her love, howling in sadness. But with Sadie by her side, she found companionship again and continued to share her gentle spirit.
Even as age brought challenges—losing her sight and hearing, facing health struggles—Muggles
remained incredibly strong. She adapted, finding her way to her food, her bed, and outside,
showing us all what resilience truly looks like. She never complained. She simply carried on,
with dignity and sweetness.
Muggles was more than a pet—she was family. She is deeply missed by Penny, Sadie, Eleanor
Rigby, Holly, Derik, Karsten, and all the Holman family and friends whose lives she touched.
Seventeen years will never feel like enough, but what a gift they were.
Forever loved. Forever missed.
Sunny Thornton
January 8, 2010 – March 15, 2026
Sunny, a sweet little Maltese with a radiant spirit, blessed this world for 16 beautiful years. Deeply loved by Karen Lucky, he was more than a companion—he was a friend, a comfort, and a quiet light that never dimmed.
Sunny’s story began with a bit of uncertainty—born from an unexpected litter to his mother, Sassy—but from the very beginning, he proved just how strong and special he was. As a tiny puppy, a frightening moment nearly took him too soon after a reaction to a “non-toxic” spray. Karen feared the worst, but through quick care and heartfelt prayers, Sunny pulled
through—setting the tone for a life filled with resilience and grace.
He had his quirks, too. After a little tumble as a puppy, Sunny decided heights were not for him.
He knew what he liked—and what he didn’t. He loved tasty morsels of just about anything,
especially cuttlefish and even sneaky bites of cat food. He happily helped Karen by “cleaning”
her dishes and shared special breakfasts with her—cottage cheese, yogurt, and chia seed
pudding. But mushrooms? Absolutely not. Sunny had a playful and endearing personality, even
carrying around his special “wife” wherever he went, a loyal companion through every sitter
visit—despite her mischievous habit of getting him into trouble. The vet may have called it
“indiscriminate eating,” but to Karen, it was just part of Sunny being Sunny. What made him
truly unforgettable was his heart. Sunny was deeply intuitive—a healer in his own gentle way.
He seemed to know exactly when he was needed and how to comfort. He was expressive, too,
“talking” to Karen in his own way, always making sure she understood what he wanted or felt.
Their bond was something rare and beautiful.
Karen often said she was the lucky one—and she was. To be loved so purely, so devotedly, by a
soul like Sunny is a gift not everyone gets. Though he may be gone from sight, Sunny’s light
lives on—in memories, in love, and in the dream of “Hawaii Sun” that he will forever be a part
of.
Jirou Hashimoto
Jirou, a beloved Shiba Inu mix, spent 16 wonderful years filling the lives of those around him with quiet companionship, curiosity, and unconditional love. Named “Jirou,” meaning second son in Japanese, he carried that name with deep meaning. Susan chose it because she never wanted to let go of the cherished memories of her first Shiba Inu. In Jirou, she found not a replacement, but another son to love—one who would bring his own special spirit into her life. Jirou’s story began far from home. Once a runaway living on the streets of Nebraska, fate stepped in when Susan’s sister found him and helped send him across the ocean to Oahu. From that moment on, his life changed—and so did the lives of everyone who came to know him. He became deeply loved by his whole family: his mommy Susan, his cousins (especially Kim), his little friend Chewie, and the many aunts, uncles, and his grandma who welcomed him as one of their own. Jirou also held a special place in his heart—and stomach—for Aunty Sandra’s cooking. Snacks of any kind were always appreciated, because Jirou was never a picky eater.
Jirou had a thoughtful, almost philosophical way about him. Sometimes it seemed like he was
quietly observing the world, always thinking. For a while, he even developed the curious habit of
arranging his toys on the stairs in a particular formation, as if creating his own little works of art
or puzzles only he understood. He was also clever and wonderfully intuitive. Jirou often taught
himself tricks and commands, watching Susan closely and doing what he believed she wanted. It
was his way of connecting, learning, and showing love—proving how deeply he paid attention to
the person who meant the most to him.
Jirou will always be remembered not just as a pet, but as family—a second son, a loyal friend,
and a gentle soul whose love will never fade.
Tiger
Tiger, a majestic orange tabby with bold stripes and a big personality, shared 19 wonderful years with his loving parents, Brandon and Anna. With his striking coat and confident presence, his name fit him perfectly—he truly looked like a little tiger.
Tiger’s life began with a fragile start. His cat mom rejected the litter, and when he was just 2–3 weeks old—his eyes not even open yet—a co-worker gave him to Anna. Anna’s family lovingly fed him around the clock, helping him grow stronger each day. From that moment on, Tiger became Anna’s baby. As he grew, Tiger’s playful and stubborn personality began to shine. He was known for sneaking pizza crust right off plates and running away with his prize. One time, he crawled under a blanket with Brandon and Anna, but there was a water bottle resting on top.
As Tiger tried to come out, he kept bonking his head against it again and again. Everyone burst out laughing—everyone except Tiger, who looked confused but perfectly happy when he finally popped his head out.
Tiger loved the simple joys in life: snuggling under blankets with Mom, soaking up the sunshine
outside, and playing with string or wire toys. He even had a few favorite treats—McDonald’s
french fries, mac and cheese, and of course, pizza crust. Clever and determined, Tiger could open
handle doors himself or push through the dog door whenever he decided it was time to head
outside. One of Tiger’s most special routines happened every day when Anna came home from
work. He would greet her at the door, follow her everywhere, then jump onto the counter to give
her a shoulder hug. Anna would pick him up and carry him proudly on her shoulder, just like the
baby he had always been to her.
Stubborn, persistent, and endlessly lovable, Tiger brought laughter, comfort, and unconditional
love to Brandon and Anna for nearly two decades. Though he may no longer be by their side, the
memories of his hugs, his mischief, and his loyal companionship will live on forever in their
hearts.
Apple Lew
May 21, 2016 – January 21, 2026
Apple, the Lew family’s beloved exotic shorthair, was a small cat with a big personality. With her beautiful red fur and fiery spirit, her name suited her perfectly. Though the Lew family had always been dog people, their daughter dreamed of having a cat. After learning that exotic shorthairs were known for their loyal, dog-like devotion, they found a breeder on the island and welcomed Apple into their lives—the perfect compromise that quickly became the perfect addition.
Apple proved right away that she was no ordinary cat. She followed her family closely, loved car rides, and even learned to sit and shake her paw for treats. Whether it was riding in the front seat on family outings—often to the McDonald’s drive-through—or spending time with Dad, Mom, Emi, and her cat brother Jack, Apple always wanted to be part of the action. She had her favorite treats too: wet food over dry, whipped cream, steak, cat grass, and even sweet potatoes. Stuffed mice and shoelaces were irresistible toys, and chasing yarn or launching herself ninja-style up the wall before sliding down was all part of her daily adventures.
But Apple’s proudest moments happened on the balcony, where she spent hours honing her
hunting skills with patience, stealth, and sudden bursts of energy. In the summer of 2025, her
determination paid off. When Sheri heard a low, muffled yowl and rushed to the door, there was
Apple—standing triumphantly with a bird in her mouth, looking incredibly proud. While Sheri
panicked and shouted, “Drop the bird!” Apple’s expression seemed to say, “Do you know how
long I worked for this?”
Apple lived life with curiosity, boldness, and love. She brought laughter, surprises, and endless
stories to the Lew family. Though she may have been small, her presence was unforgettable, and
the memories she created—on the balcony, in the car, and at home with the people who loved
her—will always remain in their hearts.
Frodo Iwami
Frodo—affectionately known as Fro, Frodonator, and Fro Fro—was a 19-year-old cat whose life was filled with love, adventure, and just enough mischief to keep things
interesting. He was cherished deeply by Iris Iwami and her son, Mitchell Heidenreigh, and shared his life with his sisters Lulu, who passed away about 11 years ago, and
Mahina, his 10-year-old feline companion.
Mitchell named him Frodo after his favorite movie, The Lord of the Rings, and the name
fit perfectly. Chosen together by Iris and Mitchell at the Hawaiian Humane Society,
Frodo quickly proved he was something special. He was friendly from the start, with a
gentle soul and a heart that seemed made for people. Frodo loved being held, loved
being carried, and never once complained. He was, quite simply, the easiest cat to love.
Frodo had his own sense of adventure—especially when it came to the lanai. Through
the little cat door in the screen, he had access to the outside world, where excitement
often found him. One day, Iris came home to discover feathers scattered all over the
living room. Birds had been feeding on basil that had gone to seed, and Frodo had
clearly been very busy. There was no live bird, no body, no feet, no head—just feathers
and mystery. The basil was promptly removed. Another day, Frodo came in from the
lanai with something in his mouth while birds outside raised a loud protest. It turned out
to be a baby bulbul. Frodo dropped the bird, and it scooted behind a planter. Iris rushed
to get a box, and when she moved the planter, the baby bird flew away—safe and
sound. Even in his hunting, Frodo somehow left room for mercy. His gifts weren’t
always feathered. Frodo also brought in roaches, sometimes delivering them directly
onto the bed while Iris was sleeping—his own version of sharing the spoils of the hunt. It
was startling, inconvenient, and somehow very Frodo.
Tuna was his absolute favorite, a treat that never failed to make him happy. But more
than food or adventure, Frodo loved closeness. He loved arms, warmth, and being near
his people. He was patient, affectionate, and endlessly comforting—a quiet constant
through the years. For 19 years, Frodo filled his home with love, laughter, and
unforgettable stories. He was more than a cat; he was a companion, a guardian of the
lanai, a gentle hunter, and a steady presence in the lives of those who adored him.
2025
Monk Junior Brazell
May 5, 2014 – August 8, 2025
Monk Junior—MJ—was an 11-year-old black Labrador mix, but to Aya, he was so much more than that. He was her promise kept, her shadow, her steady heart in a season when life felt uncertain.
Aya had longed for a dog for years, but life kept saying no. Then, on January 4th, fate quietly stepped in. A neighbor was walking a skinny, wandering dog, trying to find his owner. Monk had simply shown up at their house, helping himself to the cat’s food, hoping someone would notice him. Aya did. She kept him safe for two nights, then did the right thing—taking him to the Hawaiian Humane Society to look for his family. No one came. So Aya became his family. When they picked him up, Monk was quiet, nervous, unsure of what came next. But the moment they got home, something changed. He stood up, and jumped on Aya with excitement—as if he already knew. That was the moment she promised him she would never give up on him. And she never did.
Monk was, in every sense of the words, a very good boy—but also a true character. He went to
work with Aya, proudly taking his place by her side. Once, he escaped just to visit the store
neighbors who always gave him treats. At obedience school, the trainer would stand between
Aya and Monk holding treats during recall practice. Monk failed every time—not because he
didn’t love Aya, but because the pull of snacks was simply too powerful. He improved, but he
never quite ran straight to her, and that was just MJ being MJ. He loved food—especially
birthday cake. He loved hiking, running free at the beach, and soaking in the joy of Bon Dance.
He wasn’t just a spectator; he knew the moves. Monk danced with his whole heart.
Most of all, Monk knew when Aya needed him. He came into her life the year her ex filed for
divorce, when everything felt like it was falling apart. Monk stayed. He stayed close, stayed
loyal, stayed loving—until Aya was strong enough to leave and begin again. Life changed. Monk
lost the big house and the big yard in Kahului and moved into a small, noisy, hot condo. But
none of that mattered to him. What mattered was Aya. For more than a year, they were together
almost every hour of every day—companions in the truest sense. Monk Junior was not just a dog
who was loved. He was a dog who loved deeply. He rescued Aya just as much as she rescued
him. His loyalty, his joy, his stubborn sweetness, and his presence will forever live on in her
heart.
Koda
October 27, 2011 – November 22, 2025
Koda was a 16-year-old Siberian Husky with a spirit as vast and wild as the places he called home. He was deeply loved by Brandon, Trina, Taylor, Tymber, Ryder, Kaleo, and Haloa—a true family dog whose life was woven into the story of the Bashem family.
Koda got his name from the Disney movie Brother Bear, a favorite of the Bashem daughters. It was a fitting name, because Koda embodied everything a “brother bear” should be: loyal, adventurous, vocal, and full of heart. His journey through life was nothing short of extraordinary.
Picked up in Florida, Koda traveled with his family all the way to Homer, Alaska, then boarded a
long ferry ride to begin life in Kodiak, Alaska. There, he truly thrived. Koda ran free, covering
miles of breathtaking trails, keeping pace alongside four-wheelers as if he were born for it.
Hiking and running weren’t just activities—they were his joy.
Koda had a voice, and he used it often. His husky talk was legendary—grumbling like an old
man, always hilarious and always full of personality. You never had to wonder what Koda was
thinking; he made sure you knew. He had simple pleasures too. String cheese was a favorite,
always worth getting excited about. He loved hiking, loved fishing trips to Buskin River, and had
a special fondness for old women—greeting them with a gentle charm that made everyone smile.
After years of adventure, the family eventually retired in Hawaii, bringing Koda with them to
enjoy a slower pace of life. No matter where he lived—Florida, Alaska, or Hawaii—Koda’s heart
was always with his people. Koda lived a long, full life defined by love, laughter, adventure, and
loyalty. He wasn’t just a dog; he was a traveler, a trail runner, a grumbly storyteller, and a
beloved member of the family. His paw prints remain on every trail he ran and in every heart that
loved him
Teddy Records
a.k.a Papa
November 4, 2006 – November 4, 2025
Marley Peterson
September 16, 2015 – September 29, 2025
Marley was the sweetest soul — gentle, loyal, and full of quiet joy. His name suited him perfectly, a soft and loving name for a dog whose heart overflowed with sweetness.
When Jolene and Paul first reached out to the breeder, they had planned to welcome only one Scottie puppy into their lives — Cody. But fate had other plans. The breeder brought out Marley too, and it was immediately clear that these two brothers shared a bond that couldn’t be broken. The Petersons couldn’t imagine one without the other, and so both boys came home — a perfect
pair from the very beginning.
Marley was the definition of a devoted companion. Whether curled up on the couch with Jolene and Paul, legs draped over their arms in his signature snuggle position, or perched happily in Jolene’s lap during his daily car ride, he made sure his people always felt his love. He was a creature of routine and rhythm — ready for a walk, a meal, or a ride before the humans even realized it was time. Marley didn’t need a clock; he was the clock, keeping the household
moving with his intuitive sense of the day.
His favorite toy, a black squeaky spider, was a prized possession — and he made sure everyone
knew it. If someone dared to touch it, Marley would bark in protest, as if to say, “That’s mine!”
The vet techs adored him, the pet sitter loved him, and everyone who met Marley was touched
by his gentle spirit and expressive eyes. When arthritis made walking difficult, Marley still found
a way to enjoy his adventures. His little wagon rides became a new favorite, the breeze in his fur
and the world rolling by — content to simply be near his family.
One Christmas, Jolene and Paul returned home from dinner to discover that Marley and Cody
had created their own holiday magic — or mischief — by shredding a dozen fake poinsettia
plants. The living room was covered in red confetti, a sight that surely brought laughter even
amid the cleanup. It was one of those memories that perfectly captured Marley’s personality —
curious, playful, and forever full of life.
Marley was more than a pet; he was family. He filled the Peterson home with warmth, laughter,
and unconditional love. Though his paws no longer pad across the floor, his presence will always
be felt — in the quiet moments, the shared routines, and the countless memories that live on in
Jolene and Paul’s hearts.
Cannon Lechner
March 13, 2011 – October 13, 2025
From the moment Damian saw Cannon’s picture on the Bull Terrier Rescue website, something
about that strong, handsome face and soulful gaze stood out. Cannon had been waiting for
months — overlooked because he was born deaf and already an adult — but destiny had other plans. The day Damian met him in person, he hadn’t intended to adopt, yet one look was all it took. Cannon was coming home. From that moment on, they were inseparable — true best friends and life companions.
Cannon was around two years old when he joined Damian’s life, and together they embarked on an
extraordinary journey that would take them all over the world. From road trips across the United
States to adventures in Asia, Cannon took it all in stride, his happy-go-lucky spirit lighting up
every place they visited. He was the ultimate copilot — loyal, steady, and always ready for the
next chapter. His final year was spent in Hawaii, where he soaked up the sunshine and ocean
breezes, enjoying his golden days surrounded by love. Cannon’s favorite spot was Kailua Beach,
where he could relax and watch the waves roll in. Even when his legs grew tired and walks
became shorter, Damian made sure he could still enjoy his adventures — this time from the
comfort of his wagon, rolling through the streets of Honolulu with that same bright spirit and
curious gaze. Food was one of Cannon’s greatest joys in life. He truly loved everything, but
Pupperoni treats held a special place in his heart. Toys didn’t capture much of his attention —
Cannon preferred to be in the company of people, quietly soaking in the laughter and
conversation. He was a true social soul, adored by everyone who met him.
Despite being deaf, Cannon was remarkably intelligent. He learned countless hand signals,
proving his cleverness time and again — though, in true bull terrier fashion, he had a stubborn
streak. When he wasn’t in the mood to “listen,” he’d simply turn his head away, pretending not
to see the cue. It was his endearing way of showing his independence, and it always brought a
smile. Cannon wasn’t a big cuddler, but he always had to be close — gently touching Damian with
a paw, resting against his leg, or lying on his foot just to make sure he’d know when it was time
to get up. That quiet connection, that unspoken bond, said more than words ever could.
Cannon was truly one in a million — a world traveler, a loyal companion, a wise and gentle soul
who made every place feel like home. His presence brought warmth, joy, and laughter wherever
he went. He will forever be remembered not just for the adventures he shared, but for the love he
gave so freely to everyone lucky enough to know him.
Dino Burgess
February 20, 2010 – September 23, 2025
Dino’s story began on the bustling streets of Naples, Italy — a scrappy little mixed-breed pup with a heart that would one day mean the world to his family. Born a stray, Dino had already weathered much of life’s uncertainty before he was even two years old. By the time he met his mom, Erinn, in Germany, he had lived in two homes and carried the understandable worries of a dog who hadn’t yet found his forever people. But all of that changed the day Erinn brought him home. With patience, love, and time, Dino began to open his heart — and in doing so, he transformed not only his own life but Erinn’s too. He became her first baby, her loyal shadow, her teacher in unconditional love. Together, they built a bond of trust that would carry them
across continents, through adventures, and over more than a decade of beautiful memories.
Soon after, Dino gained a sister and packmate, Sam, and the two became inseparable — partners
in play, exploration, and mischief. When Erinn’s husband, Ben, joined the family, their pack felt
complete. Dino’s world was filled with love, and he returned it in every wag of his tail and every
soulful gaze. One of Dino’s most legendary moments was the time he dashed off into the forest
after a deer, leaving his mom calling his name until her voice grew hoarse. Hours later, flashlight
in hand and heart pounding, she returned home only to find Dino patiently waiting on the
doorstep — as if to say, “What took you so long?” That moment summed him up perfectly:
independent, clever, and always finding his way home.
Dino lived a life many dogs could only dream of. From the cobblestone streets of Italy to the
forests of Germany, the highways of Texas to the beaches of Hawaii, he was a true world traveler
and adventurer. He hiked mountains, explored castle ruins, camped under starry skies, and
watched countless sunrises and sunsets by his family’s side. He loved his walks, his hikes, and,
of course, his pizza — a nod to his Italian roots. His favorite pastime might have been
dismantling stuffed toys in search of that elusive squeaker, especially in his beloved purple
squeaky football.
Through every move and milestone, Dino was constant — a source of comfort, laughter, and
love. He and Sam shared twelve wonderful years together before she crossed the Rainbow
Bridge in 2023. Now, imagining them reunited brings peace to the hearts of those they left
behind — Mom, Dad, and all who loved them. Dino was more than a good dog; he was family.
He made Erinn a dog mom, and that part of her heart — the one he awakened with his trust and
affection — will always belong to him. His pawprints are forever imprinted on the hearts of his
ohana, who will cherish every memory, every journey, and every moment of the incredible life
they shared.
Zoey Bennett – Granko
She had the biggest heart. She was always kind and gentle. More passive than her sister Furgie. She loved pets, cuddles in bed, and had the most memorable warm purr. She was very opinionated and vocal, always telling everyone her thoughts on things. Her favorite past time was finding me at my desk during my years of academic coursework. She would often plop herself down in front of me right on my arms while I was trying to type. I would continue typing with the weight of her head on my arms as she purred. Or, if attention was not being given to her, she would sit in front of my screen. Stoic. My family brought her home when I was 11 years old. She has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. I am now 26, almost 27 years old. She just turned 15 this April. She and I are quite bonded – when we arrived to “pick our kittens” that first day in 2010 she tumbled nearby me, racing around. She stopped, sat down, looked up at me making eye contact, and the rest is history. She was always velcroed to me, following me around the house wherever I went. She loves my husband Corey, who also fell in love with her 7 years ago. He loves her so much! He was always in awe how much she wanted to be pet and loved. She would roll on the ground for scratches and belly rubs. She had been battling a long fight with GI and most recently pancreatic cancer. I am grateful knowing she is now at peace, but her absence is deafening and our home and lives are not the same without her. Up until recently she loved sitting out on our back patio with her two brother kitties and sister pup. She would listen to the birds and the breeze, resting on her favorite chair. She passed away peacefully on 9/14/25. We are thankful to all the compassionate care team members of Arms of Aloha and Dr. Amanda for the kindness rendered to her and us in her final moments. We will always love our Zo Zo.
Huli Roberts – Sholley
May 7, 2016 – August 16, 2025
Huli was deeply loved by his mama, Renée, his papa, Hans, and his sister, Roo. His official name—Huli Huli Chicken—was chosen with care and a sense of humor that fit him perfectly. As outrigger paddlers, his family wanted him to have a canoe name. “Huli” means to flip the canoe, but as his life turned right side up, he truly became Huli. And since he could be a little
scaredy-cat, “Chicken” was added, making the name just right for him. Born a boonie dog in Guam, Huli’s early days were hard until kindness brought him home. Roo, a rescue herself, helped him learn courage, and together the two “chickens” became brave. His
copper-colored eyes sealed the bond with his family forever.
Huli lived with boundless enthusiasm—sometimes a little too much, sending both Renée and
Hans to the ER with his unbridled energy. These stories became part of his legend, reminding
everyone how fully he embraced life. He loved the simple joys: hot dogs, chicken, cheese, rope
toys, tennis balls, Yak sticks, car rides, and especially trips to the dump. His mornings were filled
with howls, blanket parades, and rope-flinging until it was time for a walk. Whether in Guam,
Singapore, or Hawaii, he found his favorite spot in the sun and kept watch—over pigs, monkeys,
chickens, or garbage men who became his friends.
His family often called him “Hopeful Huli.” Hopeful for a ride, a walk, or a snack, he would
appear at every opportunity, ears set just so in a perfect shaka. Even as health challenges came,
that hopeful spirit never faded. Up until the very end, Hopeful Huli reminded his family what it
means to live fully in each moment—always ready for the next joy.
Huli was more than a dog—he was a companion, a teacher, and a bright spirit who filled every
day with love and laughter. He will be forever loved, forever missed, and forever remembered.
Ziggy Chase Hietpas
Oct. 26, 2011 – July 14, 2025
At just 23 years old, with only $900 to her name, Carly made the bold and loving decision to spend nearly all of it—leaving just $50 behind—to bring Ziggy home. He flew all the way from the warm heart of Texas to the bitter chill of Alaska, arriving in 35 below temperatures. From that frozen first step off the plane, Ziggy’s paws left warm prints on the hearts of everyone who met him. Ziggy wasn’t just a pet—he was family.
He grew up alongside Carly, through every milestone and every chapter of life as she built a home, a career, and a family. From the quietest days to the busiest, from solo walks to crowded holidays, Ziggy was there—loyal, joyful, and endlessly loving. He had a special way of making every person feel like his person. Known as the family dog, Ziggy spread love equally and generously. He cherished those who cherished him, and his love was sincere and unwavering. He adored playing with his doggy cousin Bella and his friend Jo-Jo, and had a deep, unshakable affection for Carly’s husband and their
son—never far from their side, offering sweet kisses and a steady presence.
Ziggy was full of quirks that made him truly unforgettable. His signature zoomies and tug-of-war battles sent their son into fits of laughter. And who could forget his adorable skip and hop—running on three legs not out of pain, but just because that was his Ziggy way. The vet confirmed it—nothing wrong, just wonderfully unique. He had the appetite of a connoisseur: peppers, pineapple, homemade beef jerky, steak (especially the prized T-bone meat lovingly saved just for him), and his beloved BarkBox mammoth that stood the test of eight years. Rope toys made by Carly’s mom and playful games with their little
boy were among his most treasured moments. But Ziggy’s heart beat for the wild.
Adventure called to him, and he answered again and again—conquering mountains like Flat Top, Baldy, Wolverine Peak, and Vista Peak. He hiked, longboarded, paddleboarded, four-wheeled, kayaked, disc golfed, and explored more of Alaska, Oregon, Georgia, and Hawaii than most people will in a lifetime. He even braved the epic journey down the ALCAN Highway, crossing through Canada and into new beginnings.
Milo Rietfors
Aug. 1, 2011 – August 15, 2025
Melissa hadn’t planned to adopt a dog. She just wanted to spend a little time around some furry friends at the Humane Society. But then she met her. Sweet, scruffy, irresistible Milo. One moment she was simply petting a cute dog, and the next—well, there were swear words
involved. Because Melissa & Justin knew. This wasn’t just a visit. This was fate. This was their dog. And as it turns out, fate had a name. That same day, Justin brought home a load of Milo wood—a sign, if there ever was one. It didn’t take much convincing. Before long, Milo was home. And from that moment forward, she was no longer a shelter dog. She was family.
To all who knew her, Milo was a wonder: full of energy, spirit, and a touch of mischief wrapped
up in love and loyalty. She was many things—Waimanalo Terrier, Toy Wolfhound, Wild Pig
Dog, Gorilla. Titles bestowed with affection by those who loved her best. A blue ribbon agility
champ, an AKC All-American Dog (mutt pride forever), a trickster and protector, a sister and
companion. Milo loved agility. And she didn’t just run the course—she blazed through it. Fast,
fearless, and often a little too enthusiastic, her family even had to teach her to slow down.
Tunnels, treats, jumps, contacts—she devoured it all like it was second nature. Watching her
move was like watching lightning in a fur coat. She didn’t just perform—she played, and she
made it look effortless. During COVID, when the world slowed down, Milo kept the spirit alive
with new tricks and backyard adventures. She learned Spin, and Peek—her adorable trick where
she’d pop between your legs and peer up with those irresistible eyes. She even turned the kids’
playhouse into an agility obstacle. The cleverness and joy she brought to each day lit up every
corner of her home. She had a fierce streak too—just ask the reindeer antlers she demolished in
her younger years. Of course, one cracked tooth and an extraction later, she leaned into the softer
side of life (and softer treats), but her spirit never dimmed.
And then there was Milo the big sister. From the moment Zoë and Zek entered her world, she
stepped up. Protective, gentle, playful—she was everything a family could hope for in a
four-legged sibling. She snuggled up with Zoë, watched over her with quiet love, and romped
with Zek, where playtime always came with plenty of treats and giggles. She was also the dog
who once swept Melissa clean off her feet at the dog park—literally—running full tilt and taking
her down without a pause. It was classic Milo: joyful chaos with a tail wag. Wild, free, and
utterly unforgettable.
Milo brought joy not only to her family, but to her agility classmates, to friends, to anyone lucky
enough to be in her orbit. She was the kind of dog who left paw prints not just on couches and
car seats, but deep in the hearts of those she loved. Melissa, Justin, Zek, Zoë, Tutu, Papa, Kula,
Sophie—Milo loved you fiercely, and she knew she was loved just as deeply in return. She came
to you by surprise, and in time, became a fixture of home, of laughter, of memories that will
never fade.
Pumpkin Kim
Beloved by her devoted family — Tiffany and Chase (Mom and Dad), Taylor and Christian
(Sister and Brother) — Pumpkin was more than just a pet; she was a cherished companion, a fur
child, a light in their lives. She was also adored by her fur cousins Keiko and Nala, her fur sisters
Hurley and Mia, Gramma June, and Aunty Janell.
Once called Peekaboo, her name was lovingly changed to Pumpkin, keeping the “P” to honor the
family’s late rescue dog, Mira — their original “little pumpkin.” And just like Mira, Pumpkin
filled their lives with sweetness, mischief, and unconditional love. Pumpkin had the most
memorable homecoming greetings — a voice like no other. When Tiffany and Chase walked
through the door, she would scream with excitement, sounding more like a whale than a dog, as
if her heart couldn’t contain the joy of their return. It was pure, beautiful chaos — the kind that
stays with you forever.
Though she had a sensitive tummy and food allergies, Pumpkin still lived for the joy of a tasty
treat. She chose to love yogurt, despite it all. Smart as she was sweet, she knew how to sit, lie
down, and even perform “bang bang”. Tiffany will never forget the ankle nips when dinner was
too slow — a gentle, persistent reminder that Pumpkin knew what she wanted and had no time
for delays. She had spunk, charm, and a whole lot of personality in that little body.
But Pumpkin wasn’t just a beloved family member — she was also a teacher. Alongside Tiffany
and the Fur Angel Foundation, she helped educate children about rescue dogs, kindness, and
responsible pet care. She’d run to the kids with joy, collecting her treats and pets like little
badges of love.
Pumpkin was everything a family could hope for — loyal, loving, and endlessly sweet. She may
have been small, but her spirit was boundless, and the love she gave was immeasurable. She will
be deeply missed but never forgotten. Her joyful whale song, her gentle nips, and the warmth of
her presence will forever echo in the hearts of those who loved her.
Nala Kaneshiro
November 9, 2012 – May 2025
There are companions who come into our lives and leave footprints so deep, they become part of who we are. Nala was one of those souls — a bright, beloved spirit who brought laughter, loyalty, and love into the lives of everyone she met. Cherished by Janell and Justin, and deeply
adored by her furry sibling Keiko the Shiba Inu, Nala lived her life with joy, heart, and just the right amount of mischief.
Janell almost named her Bella, but at the last moment, she changed it to Nala — a name fit for a queen, inspired by The Lion King. And how fitting it was. If there was one thing Nala ruled over without question, it was mealtime. Nala loved food with a passion. She was a true “piggy,” never
one to turn down a snack (or a feast). One Thanksgiving, while the family wasn’t looking, she
devoured every last piece of pumpkin mochi — desserts and all — leaving no crumbs. That was
Nala: sneaky, sweet, and always hungry. She was more than just a food lover. Nala had talent and
patience — she could balance a treat on her nose like a pro, waiting for the cue before enjoying
her well-earned reward. She was the undefeated champion of doggy limbo, wiggling her butt that
Janell will never forget.
Nala loved people and pups alike. Whether on two legs or four, friends were friends, and she
welcomed them all with a happy tail and open heart. Her joy was infectious, her presence
comforting, her spirit unforgettable.Nala’s memory lives on — in the stories we share, in the
laughter she brought, and in the hearts of Janell, Justin, Keiko, and all who were lucky enough to
know her.
Chai Fukushima
April 1, 2011 – June 17, 2025
Chai wasn’t expected — she arrived one day, left on the porch. But fate has a way of knowing where love is needed most. Matt and Chiako hadn’t planned on bringing a dog into their lives at that moment — but Chai, with her warm eyes and quiet sweetness, made the choice easy. She didn’t just join the family. She completed it. Named in keeping with Jaemi’s endearing trend of food-inspired pet names, “Chai” suited her perfectly — comforting, warm, and full of quiet strength. As a true poi dog, she carried the gentle, loyal heart of the islands. Loved dearly by her people — Matt, Chiako, Mike, Jan, Tina, Jaemi, and even Kuro Neko — Chai made every life she touched better, simply by being herself.
She had quirks that made her uniquely Chai: hiding her face in the corners of rooms, finding
safety and peace in small, tucked-away spaces and even chasing chickens at the farm. She had
gourmet taste — a connoisseur of chicken broth soup, steak, and eggs. And she had a passion for
the world beyond the porch: car rides, camping trips, beach walks at Ala Moana, and boat rides
to the Kaneohe Sand Bar. Every adventure was made more beautiful with Chai beside them. She
was smart, too — learning to sit, shake, and lay down all in a single day. But it was her heart, not
just her tricks, that left a lasting impression. The memories she created with Matt and Chiako —
curled up in a hammock under the stars, walking through Waikiki — those are the kinds of memories that last forever.
When Chai was diagnosed with cancer and given only months to live, it felt like the world had turned too cruel too fast. But Chai wasn’t finished. She still had more life to live, more memories to make. So Matt and Chiako made her a bucket list — and Chai, with her quiet strength and gentle stubbornness, lived nearly two more years and checked off every single thing. She didn’t just defy the odds — she redefined them.
Chai showed her family what it means to live with love, courage, and quiet grace. She was never loud or demanding, but her presence was profound. She was, and always will be, a reminder that sometimes the best things in life come when we least expect them & will remain forever in the hearts of those lucky enough to know you.
Jules Watts
A.k.a Ju-ju
Nov. 15, 2010 – June 20, 2025
With hearts full of love and deep sorrow, the Watts family says goodbye to their beloved dog, Jules — a gentle spirit whose presence brightened their lives for nearly 15 wonderful years. Jules was a dog unlike any other. With one brown eye and one striking blue, her heterochromia made her gaze unforgettable. That vivid blue eye sparkled like a jewel — which inspired her name, spelled just a little differently, just like her. Jules was born in Missouri and later found her way to Oahu, where she shared countless adventures, quiet moments, and cherished memories with the Watts family.
From the very beginning, Jules showed she was full of personality and purpose. True to her instincts, she never missed a chance to try and herd dogs and kids. Whether she was chasing after her red Kong frisbee, or playing with her stuffed wiener dog from PetSmart, Jules impressed with her intelligence, and energy. But it was the little moments that defined her: the way she gently took treats from people’s hands, how she would roll over, or leapt into the air to catch her frisbee like a champion. Her sweet, goofy side was always on display, especially when she chased bubbles with pure joy on the porch back in Virginia. One moment the Watts family will never forget is when their youngest son, just a year old, received a big, loving kiss from Jules — followed by an unforgettable moment when her tongue somehow made its way into his mouth, causing peals of laughter and memories that still bring smiles today.
Jules was more than a pet. She was a protector, a playmate, a constant. She was family. Her
gentle soul, playful heart, and deep bond with each member of the Watts family will never be
forgotten. Jules has left her forever paw prints on the hearts of her family – Justin & Jamilah (Dad & Mom), Steve & Geo (brothers) & Zoey (dog sister).
Mika Shon
A.k.a Mimi
October 12, 2009 – April 30, 2025
Mika wasn’t just a dog — she was a quiet presence that filled a home with love, warmth, and peace. From the moment the Shon family saw her in a newspaper listing, something clicked. Just 8 weeks old when she joined her forever home, Mika quickly became a cherished part of the family.
Mika had a way of making her mark without ever needing the spotlight. She was calm, observant, and full of love — a steady contrast to her more animated brother, Cooper. Still, she could be cheeky in her own way. The Shons will never forget the day they came home to a mysterious mess on the carpet. When Geoff asked who was responsible, both Mika and Cooper wore guilty faces — but something in their expressions hinted that Mika might’ve been the stealthy culprit. It became one of those stories the family would retell with laughter and love.
Mika’s joy was found in the simple, sweet moments: long stroller rides with Jennifer, leisurely shopping adventures, and the feeling of the ocean water gently brushing her paws on beach days. She had a soft spot for fresh meat treats, always savoring them with the quiet delight that defined her.
She didn’t need fanfare or attention. Mika was content to be close to the ones she loved, offering her companionship in a thousand small, beautiful ways.. She was the kind of soul who made everything feel a little more peaceful just by being there. Her love was unwavering, and her presence in the Shon home will never be forgotten. Though she’s no longer with us in body, her memory walks beside us — in the stroller wheels turning down the sidewalk, and in the sound of waves crashing on beach days.
Mika you are so deeply missed by Jennifer (mom), Geoff (dad), sisters Amber & Emily, Bryson, Jill, Eryn, and Noah. Now you are reunited with Cooper (brother) and Kona (cousin).
Lilo Hime Yoneshige
A.k.a Lili, Chow Hound, Fluffy Princess
August 22, 2010 – March 16, 2025
From the moment she joined The Yoneshige family, she brought magic that only she could. Named by her mom after a beloved Disney character and given the middle name “Hime”—meaning princess in Japanese—she lived up to every bit of that royal title, with grace, a little sass, and so much love. Lilo came to her forever family through her aunty on her daddy’s side, when her original family couldn’t keep her due to allergies. Their loss became The Yoneshige family’s greatest blessing. She fit perfectly into their world, and into their hearts.
She was raised with love by Mommy, Daddy, and Grandpa—now all reunited.. And after they
passed, she continued to be the light in the lives of her sister (her second mom), second dad, her
baby brother Riker, her uncle, her grandma, and her furry cousins—Stitch, San-de Haupia, and
Nani. She was surrounded by love, always. Lilo had a personality all her own—funny, clever,
and full of charm. As a puppy, she once sneakily stole a bite of her mommy’s Zippy’s burger
when no one was looking. And who could forget the time she burrowed her little nose into an
empty Wetzel’s Pretzel bag, leaving only her fluffy tail sticking out like a flag of mischief!
She loved her chicken and meat more than anything else, and while her toy days quieted as she
got older, Lilo’s family will never forget her puppy years with that beloved stuffed duck and
tennis balls. And oh, the tricks! She could shake, high-five, and boop noses on command. But the
best of all was her meerkat pose—sitting up on her hind legs, alert and curious—or her princess
twirl dance that melted our hearts every time. Lilo had a gift. She knew when she was needed. As
a therapy dog, she gave calm and comfort to others, but her truest magic was in how she cared
for her own. Whether it was resting by your side after a hard day, or just offering those soft ears
to pet—those impossibly soft ears everyone loved to touch—Lilo was always there.
One of the most beautiful chapters of her story came in 2023, when she became a big sister to
baby Riker. From before he was born, she was protective, gentle, and always nearby. Watching
her nap beside him was a moment frozen in time—a reminder of the deep love she had for her family, right up to her final breath.
Lilo, our hearts ache without you. There’s a quietness where your paws used to be, and an
emptiness in the spaces you once filled so fully. Yet, we still find you everywhere—in the
memories that make us smile through our tears, in the softness of a pillow, in the way the light hits the tile you used to nap on.
Rest peacefully, Lilo Hime. You were so, so loved.
Rex was a force of nature wrapped in fur and love. From the moment he joined the Hayes family, his spirit was larger than life. Named after the mighty “T-Rex” for his bold, sometimes aggressive nature, it didn’t take long to learn that under all that energy was the most loving, loyal heart.
Rex belonged to a family who adored him—his brothers Jax and Steele, his Mom and Dad, Mitch and Natalie, and his big, beautiful extended ohana: Taliya and Paul, Keylee and Shaun, Ariya, Teiya, and Tylie. He was the glue in the chaos, the playmate in the quiet, the protector in the everyday. He was home. And oh, the personality this boy had. Rex had a favorite game: steal laundry from the basket, then give you that look—the one that dared you to come and chase him. He made the most ordinary moments feel fun, turning chores into laughter and turning the house into his personal playground. His favorites were simple and full of joy: bacon (of course), long walks, and anything that squeaked.
But what made Rex truly special was his heart. He was endlessly patient, especially with the
family’s grandchildren. He let them love on him, tug his tail, and climb all over him, never once
losing that calm, sweet expression. He knew he was their gentle giant, their soft pillow, their silent protector.
Rex, you were a perfect mix of fire and love. Rest in love.
Liliko’i Dowson
A.k.a Lili or Silly Lili
April 24, 2008 – April 8, 2025
Lilikoi was love wrapped in fur, a little bit of sass, a lot of heart, and a whole world of
personality. She came into Gail and Gaylord’s life in April 2017, a time when hearts were still
aching from the loss of dear Beau. Drawn to the Hawaiian Humane Society, they weren’t
expecting to find her—but love works in mysterious ways. At nine years old, Lilikoi was already
a wise soul, full of charm and quiet elegance. Alongside Kokoʻolua, their sweet six-year-old, she
completed their family and brought warmth back into their home. Her name, “Lilikoi,” was
chosen by Gail because her beautiful fur reminded her of the passionfruit she’d loved since childhood—a perfect match for a cat so full of sweetness and spark.
Lilikoi had rules. And she made sure everyone followed them. She was picky with her cardboard
boxes—Costco boxes were preferred, but only if the shape and size met her standards. She loved
jumping in and out of them, especially when it turned into a playful chase with Gail. Her joy was simple and pure: Churu treats, filets, & catnip toys.
She had a voice, and she used it. Lilikoi was very talkative. If Gail was busy, Lilikoi would
meow and follow her around the house, gently insisting: “Come lay down. Come sit with me.”
Her favorite spot in the whole world was nestled between Gail’s legs on a soft blanket. Liliko’i
had a sense of drama, too—in the most endearing way. If her bowl was full but not fresh, she’d
just sit and wait until Gail came to “pour” new food on top. Only then would she eat.
In her younger years, Lilikoi was a powerhouse—leaping from the floor to the dining table, to
the cat tree, and then all the way to the top of a high bookshelf like it was nothing. Agile, elegant, and always a little bit majestic.
Lilikoi was deeply loved by Gail and Gaylord, her furry companions Kolohe Niele and
Kokoʻolua, and her caring neighbors, Aunty Midori and Aunty Anne. She left paw prints on many hearts, and memories that will never fade.
Rest peacefully, sweet Lilikoi—fragrant with love, full of sweetness, and forever part of the Dowson family.
Brody Sorino
Aug. 5, 2010 – Jan. 31, 2025
The Soriano family needed a companion to share their love with. They were throwing names out there when they first got Brody. He responded to the name & the name stuck.
Brody was a silly and loving boy. Sherwin went out to run errands one day and came home to him with a glue trap stuck to his butt. It’s safe to assume that Brody was curious to see what this contraption was, but ended up sitting on it instead. He wasn’t picky and would eat anything. But Sherwin made sure he was only given things that were good for him. Brody loved his walks, going to the beach, frisbees, tennis balls and sticks.
Sherwin wasn’t sure if Brody knew he was a dog. He would snore louder than anyone in the house. But the Soriano family loved every moment they had with him. Rest in peace & paradise Brody Boy. We hope your journey over the Rainbow Bridge was beautiful & peaceful. May you be young again & forever playing with frisbees & tennis balls.
Forever loved by his family, Sherwin, Tessa, Jayden, Henry, Aurenda & Paul.
Onyx Alcaraz
May 7, 2012 – Jan. 25, 2025
Onyx was incredibly smart, loyal and loving. The Alcaraz family had Harley & Popeye. They had puppies and along came Onyx. He loved to “talk” to his family when he wanted attention or was hungry. Onyx never failed to greet them at the gate & wait by the sliding door. Talk about a warm welcome home! Onyx loved his snacks & knew how to sit, shake, lay down, and wait.
Onyx has left a permanent impression with his unconditional love. His family: Bruce, Michelle, Chelsea, Reece & Brandon miss him dearly. Rest in love, Onyx.
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Bess Young
June 1,2008 – December 31, 2024
Bess’ life started out quite rough. She was abandoned and found at a rubbish dump in Hong Kong by her mum, Karen. From then on, Bess and her fur brother Barney lived wonderful lives. They moved in 2018 from Hong Kong to San Francisco,to Hawaii and settled in nicely. In her younger days, she enjoyed being a sock and shoe thief. Bess was a smart pup, and knew that once caught, someone would chase her and be offered a beef treat inexchange for the article of clothing. It was all a part of her plan! Besides a fun game of chase, she knew how to high-five, shake, wave with her front paws for “Ching/ching” (Chinese expression for “thank you”) and bang, rolling over and playing dead. Bess enjoyed being outdoors with her family; long daily walks, hiking and swimming in the ocean or pool. Weekly car rides were eagerly looked forward to as well. Shotgun!
On another note, Bess took her role as her family’s pack leader very seriously. They were her top priority! Being loud and an efficient security system, she would spend most of her days guarding the house and notifying her family loudly that a visitor was approaching the home.
Bess is now reunited with Barney. But her affection, love and loyalty is missed dearly by her family; Karen (mum), Maureen (aunty), Richard (uncle), & Deryck (human bro).
Dusti Crowell
October 2009 – October 15, 2024
I came up with her name because of her beautiful silvery champagne color. She is the color of dust. I chose to spell her name with an ‘i’ to feminize the name.
She joined our family in December 2013. I had recently lost my red nosed pit bull, Cinnamon, a few months prior. After months of searching for another dog, and even going to meet a few other dogs, I stumbled across a Craigslist Post. A couple in Kailua had posted a photo of her and were looking for a home for her. When I saw the photo, it immediately reminded me of Cinnamon because they had almost the same face. I went to their home to meet her a few days later, and as soon as they opened their door and I laid eyes on her, I knew she was the one for me. I fell in love with her immediately and we had an instant bond. We went on to spend the next 11 years together.
Dusti was incredibly smart and sensitive, and we were connected on such a deep level. We walked twice a day (morning and evening) for 11 years, and I took her almost everywhere with me.
I have so many wonderful memories of her. One of my favorite memories is when we would go up to the top of Makakilo for our walks, especially during the chilly months.
She has left an unfillable void in my heart, and in my life. I miss her tremendously and my love for her will last forever.
Dusti will be forever missed by Moani (Dusti’s mom), Rob (Her Daddy), Nesta (Her Brother), Mina (Her sister) and her Gamma and Nana.
Miu Pazienza
5/29/2010 ~ 8/27/2024
Miu developed separation issues when we moved into our new home just shy of her turning 4. Due to our work/lifestyle, training her wasn’t feasible and because of this, we took her everywhere with us (we are fortunate to own our own business). Looking back now, this was a blessing as she was included in practically every facet of our lives and got to be around people but more simply – just do life together.
Miu enjoyed going to our friends house, the beach to run on the sand and boogey board, to work (loved the girls in the office), shopping (never made a peep), to the nail salon, the hair salon, car rides with her head in the wind, riding in the basket of our bicycle, playing in her kiddie pool in the yard, going outside for walks… she was a busy pup on the go.
Miu also LOVED food and quickly became a master at begging. Along with meaty treats, she loved vegetables (except for celery). Her go-to treats were carrots and frozen peas in a treat puzzle which she would go crazy for. Because of her love for food, she was easy to train.
Miu outgrew many of her toys and was perfectly fine towards other dogs but wasn’t especially playful with any of them. We honestly believed she thought she was human.
Next to food, Miu LOVED people. Everyone. In our office elevator, she would stare people down in hopes they would look down at her which she took as an invitation. As soon as they did, she would excitedly start wiggling her butt, would brush up against them, go between their legs or start giving them kisses. Everyone loved it. When they asked her age, they were shocked with disbelief. Miu retained her youthful appearance and energy even at her ripe age of 14.
In the end, her tiny body couldn’t endure the 4 seizures she suffered within a 48hr period. We were fortunate to have a couple of days at home with her until we said our goodbyes on 8/27.
Miu was the best pup we could’ve asked for. She filled our lives and home with so much love, joy, and laughter. We were so blessed to be her parents and she will forever be in our hearts.
RIL to the love of our lives, sweet Miu
Bella Kim Lum
June 1, 2010 – July 26, 2024
Bella you will always be our sweetest girl ever! You gave us unconditional love through your presence, which gave us so much joy! We had you for nearly six years ago, as you came from a neglected and abusive background. Yet, you blossomed in time and gave us priceless memories to last a lifetime. We will miss hugging you and tucking you into bed, caring for your every need, as you got older, and receiving your wet sweet kisses on our faces. You showed us the simplicity and joy of life in every day living. Being excited for car rides and Mac Donald’s cheeseburgers. Playing with the water hose during your baths, jumping on the couch to be with us, looking up at the birds and trying to catch them, munching on your favorite snacks: carrots and watermelon. You taught us to love with no strings attached and live life fully. You are indeed a gift from God. We look forward to the day when we can be reunited as a family in heaven with Jesus! Thank you Bella for rescuing us instead and giving us the gift of your presence.
Choco Bigger
Choco was named by his mom, Aya, because he reminded her of Chocolate. Aya and Ty experienced love at first sight when they saw him in the pet store. Choco liked to keep Dave on his toes. He would run for hours in the rainforest behind their house. Dave would hike for hours looking for Choco, only to find him waiting at the backdoor. Stealthy like a ninja!
Choco loved his chicken snack and keeping active with walks twice a day and hunting in the backyard. He was excited for his family to come home every day, waiting at the top of the stairs, with his favorite toy to share. What he didn’t like to share was the bed at night. Choco was a bed hog!
Choco is dearly missed by his dad (Dave), mom (Aya), brother (Ty) and all his Manoa friends.
Duke Silverman
Duke’s story started in Naples, Italy while Leah was stationed there in 2009. Duke had the cutest face. He always had one ear flopped over and the other would stick straight up. He enjoyed car rides, playing with little dogs and the great outdoors. And of course BACON!! Leah will forever remember all the wonderful memories but most of all, the cuddle sessions spent on the floor in front of the TV.
Duke, you are loved dearly and missed tremendously by mom (Leah), dad (Hoge), grandma (Cheryl), and sister (Blumpy).
Murphy Arakaki
May 29, 2011 – June 13, 2024
Murphy loved the water early on, and thus his name that means “sea warrior”. He was a gentle yet courageous fighter, no doubt. After his family tragically lost their other pack of fur babies, a miniature poodle and a bichon frise to tragic illnesses, they were contacted about adopting 4 month old Murphy, a beautiful and enchanting apricot standard poodle puppy that captured the at first hesitant and still grieving hearts of what would become his fur-ever home.
As a puppy, Murphy flew solo for almost a year, before his fur brother Saxton joined the pack. Murphy was quite a character especially for food where once caught with the last manapua in his mouth from an entire box counter surfing. As a puppy there was also a time Murphy disappeared under a pallet at Petco for his own food sampling- What a rascal and food driven boy! Murph even managed to chew through his first leather leash lest beknown to his fur mom as he awaited a casual conversation she was engaged in.
Murphy was a naturally brilliant blue ribbon obedience dog who’s talents included catching treats thrown his way, and even flipping kibble sized morsels from the top of his nose catching it in his mouth! Although no more leashes, Murphy turned to his toys chewing up balls and frisbees he loved to catch. In fact even his long-time stuff animal companion was a big chewed-up Winnie the Pooh bear who rendered an arm in play. His last love was a much smaller stuffed hedgehog that he and his fur brother Saxton often competed over for ownership.
Sadly Murphy ended up battling the very aggressive cancer, hemangiosarcoma. True to his warrior name, Murphy fought courageously to stay and bring as much joy he could to his pack and those he would meet. He was the sweetest teddy bear in a big dog body that absolutely loved affection and was always so calming. His pack/ family loved Murphy more with all their heart and would have gone to the end of the universe to do whatever possible to have given him as much comfort and more time to remain with them. Murphy was loved immensely by Debbie (Mom), Richard (Dad), Nealson (2 legged brother), Saxton (fur-bro) and the neighbors of the Niu Valley community.
Rest in peace and be filled with all the same happiness that you never failed to make others feel until we meet again Murph!
Milo Manago
March 2011 – June 6, 2024
Milo came into our lives four months after my 18 year old son passed away and she was a true blessing to our family. She did not replace my son, but definitely brought us so much joy. One of my favorite memories of Milo was her happy walk, especially when she saw her favorite Uncle Stirling. He was always there to share treats with her. Towards the end of her life, I will always remember how she would like to snuggle and be right by our side. I miss her so much.
Ro Moore
Many believe in the quote “What’s meant for you, will find you”. That is exactly the case for the Moore family. Carol and David were at the Hawaii Humane Society one day looking to adopt a pet. Initially when Carol first met Ro, who previously named Onyx, he was already in the process of being adopted by another family. Carol always wanted a dog that looked like Ro and had mentioned that to the family that was adopting Ro. Carol gave them her number in hopes that they’d call her if they changed their mind. It was truly love at first sight. Ro came up to Carol immediately and started licking her. The original family that was adopting Ro decided that they wanted the Moore family to have him. They were overjoyed and started adoption paperwork immediately.
Ro is short for Romeo. And just like the character, Ro was a lover boy from the moment he was a part of the Moore family. Ro was a gentle and kind boy despite his big stature. The only information that the Moore family knew about Ro’s background was that he was found homeless in Ewa. He came with a lot of scars that did not heal and that made the Moore family think he led a hard life. Initially Ro loved Pizza and french fries. But later changed his food pallet to Steak and Bacon! Yum! Ro loved walks in the neighborhood as he was always the king. So regal that anyone that knew Ro would say hi. If he saw a smaller dog, he would look at them but dismiss them as if to say “Honey, I’m bigger & stronger than you so bark away. If my owner would let me, I would have you for dinner.”
Besides his love for steak & bacon, Ro also loved dog toys. You would not believe how excited Ro got when Carol & David came home from shopping at Ross or Marshalls. They’d enter the door and Ro automatically went right to the bag and pulled out his new toys. It was truly like seeing a kid who got presents all the time. The Moore family enjoyed seeing him pull out the toys himself .
Ro was the love of the Moore family’s life. Although he didn’t know any funny tricks, his best trait of all was his big compassionate eyes that always told his family what he wanted or how he was feeling. Ro may have had a rough upbringing but that never stopped him from being the most loving and kind dog. Ro was truly & deeply loved by his mom (Carol), his dad (David), his brother (@rileyaloha.com), and all the neighbors who took care of him while mom & dad traveled (Jimmy & Pat). Although he may not be here with us physically, he is always with us in our hearts.
Tobias Stollenmaier
A.K.A Toby
June 10, 2010 – April 4, 2024
Nadine & Jim’s son, Josh, was leaving the nest for college in September 2010. Josh really wanted to get a puppy so that the dog would know him every time he visited home. As all parents know, Nadine and Jim would end up taking on the role of parents to this new puppy. Josh left in 2010, graduating from Seattle Univeristy in 2014 and never returned home. Josh had learned that Tobias meant “Good is Good”and decided that it would be the perfect fit for their new addition to the family.
Toby loved cheese, apples and delicious lamb treats. The Stollenmaier’s home is right off the Kailua beach, so Nadine took Toby to the beach daily. Toby also loved to go “bye-bye” in the car. His favorite toy was a hand monkey puppet. Toby’s special trick was a triple circle. His command would be “1-2-3- Good boy”, and would twirl in a circle three times to get his yummy treats! As Toby became deaf, he’d get startled and surprised as Nadine would come up behind him as he was looking for her, tapping Toby on the butt, she’d say “Boo!”. It became a fun little game between Toby & Nadine.
Etched in Nadine’s heart forever was their daily beach walks. When Toby was a puppy, they’d go for runs. Slowly over the years runs slowed to jogs.walks and as a senior, the pair would go on short, slow walks. On the day Toby went to Heaven, he sat in his wagon and was very excited to be at his favorite place, the beach, then back to their beautiful yard where he played all his life.
Tobias was loved whole-heartedly by Nadine (Mom), Jim, (Dad), Josh (brother), and Anita (Grandma). There will forever be a place in their hearts where Toby will be. Until we meet again!
Apollo Yamamoto
A.K.A Houdini, Muddy Buddy, Good boy, Smart boy, Big boy.
2006 – 2024
The Yamamoto family’s friend had a litter of puppies & they were searching for a good outside guard dog. At 8 weeks old, he officially became “Apollo” after Apollo Creed the Boxer. Apollo took the name Logan, his human big brother, gave him seriously. Logan was Apollo’s trainer and they went through puppy school and dog school since Apollo was so full of energy!
Mica, Apollo’s older sister, was smaller than he was but he knew she was the boss! They would play tug – of – war together, but as Apollo grew in size, it became a game of drag Mica and the toy around. The Yamamoto’s taught Apollo many tricks. One was “Find Mica”, and he would catch up to Mica on walks, only to invade her personal space, sniffing her butt (Mica disliked this very much). When Mica didn’t want to play with Apollo, she would hide under chairs and benches, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to get to her. Apollo would crouch and bark to ask her to play with him, but Mica just ignored him.
Apollo was the “neighborhood” bully. People would cross the street just to avoid him. But he was just trying to protect his family. He was the master of tricks. He knew “Leave it” meant don’t eat trash on walks, but “Brushy Brushy” and “Scrubby Scrubby” were his least favorite commands…. who needed a brushing or to take a bath anyways!!! If Apollo misbehaved, he understood that “That’s not nice!” was when he was in big trouble…Apollo’s way of staying cool was to make craters in the yard. One crater was so deep, you could only see his head!
Any time the word “good” was mentioned, Apollo expected a treat. He knew “good” meant treats. He was good at guessing which hand the treats were in and was completely food driven. Apollo loved apples, chicken & duck jerky.
Apollo will always have a special place in the hearts of the Yamamoto family; Lee (dad), Lisa (Mom), Logan (brother) and Lace (sister), and Mica (doggy sister).
Kamalani Johnston – Shin
2007 – 2024
Elke & Robert had gone to the Hawaii Humane Society one day and Kamalani stood up to get Elke’s attention, as she scratched quietly on the kennel. Kamalani was truly a heavenly child to Elke & Robert. They based her name off the song “Kamalani”. She wasn’t a fan of the water initially. But one day, Elke, Robert & Kamalani were at the beach and she just jumped into the ocean! Kamalani had a special bond with Robert. They loved to go to the beach & fishing together, especially air conditioned car rides (those were her favorite!). Robert & Kamalani were like two peas in a pod, they did everything together, and as Robert would say, they just “clicked”. Along with the wonderful car rides and spending time near the water, Kamalani liked chicken and rice. She was an active girl and enjoyed running and playing fetch. Kamalani was loved dearly by Elke, Robert, Wendy Simmons & Dr Asato. Until we meet again Kamalani Johnson-Shin.
Ume Dimaya
March 27, 2008 – January 11, 2024 Ume, like the dried Japanese fruit, was sweet and tart. She lived up to her name given by Melissa’s friend. More times than none, we stumble upon a treasure when were not even looking. When Melissa was casually looking in a pet store, she came across Ume and she knew that she could not leave her there. Mischievous puppy Ume had eaten a family member’s false tooth that had fallen on the ground. Nobody knew where it went! There were many smelly poop searches to retrieve the tooth and was forever deemed it as the “poop tooth”. Ume loved her Tsum Tsum and small rope toys to play fetch with. Like any other dog, Ume yearned for someone to drop food from the dinner table. Especially when it came to french fries and apples. Ume would flaunt her best dance moves and twirl forever when she saw treats! Melissa always had a shadow. Ume would take the role as guardian of Melissa very seriously, even when she was outside or in the shower. Her job was put to the test one day when the front door was left open. Ume’s sister went for a walk while Ume stayed put at the front door. She knew she had to guard the house. Ume’s absence doesn’t go unnoticed, as her family misses her dealy.
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