Obituaries

Regis Kimmel went to the Rainbow Bridge at 1 PM June 27^th.

Regis was born sometime in the summer of 2004 in the neighborhood of 2^nd and Greenwich streets in Reading. Parentage unknown. She came into our lives in October of 2004 when she somehow got into the basement of our home. For the year or so it was simply Regis and Kelly. As time went on Regis allowed others Cats and Dogs alike to come into her world. She was also instrumental in helping foster cats feel right at home and socialized. When foster kittens would come through she was also a granny cat teaching them all the best ways to indulge in canned cat food, napping in the sunshine and keeping the dogs in their place, well below that of the feline pride. She loved being around humans, but generally she was not a lap cat unless she needed essential things like canned food or her water fountain refilled for her. She lived up to her role as Queen of the pride very very well.

She leaves to mourn her passing her two dads Edward and Scott Kimmel, Canine siblings Tootsie and Winston. Feline siblings include Kasey, Bella, Ginger, Blackie, Ozzy, Sharon, Skinny, Trudy as well as foster sisters, Patches and Jewel.

Greeting her at the rainbow bridge would be her feline siblings Kelly and Brady as well as her canine brothers Truck and Jairn.

Regis will be inurned with Kelly and placed on the family plot at a later date.

Many thanks to Mike Kuhn and the entire staff at the Kuhn Pet Crematory for their service to us.

I first saw “Drake” at the animal shelter, and joked that nobody would adopt him because of his crazy teeth and bugged out eyes. 

Days later I couldn’t get him and his depressed look off my mind, and I decided that if he was still there, it was a sign that he was meant to be mine. 

On the ride home with him I learned how uncomfortable he was with car rides. He spent the half hour ride sitting in the back seat with his back to me, hiding his face in the corner of the door like a punished child. 

He had such a sad personality when I rescued him, and we definitely turned that around in the years that we were blessed with his silly presence. I’ll forever miss him greeting us happily at the front door with a bone, sock, or other “gift” he’d quickly grab nearby. 

We even eventually found that he got immense joy from long walks in the woods, and howling with us. He’d bellow so loud he’d be truly exhausted after a good session!

He always looked like he didn’t know how to sit on his butt like a dog. He sat with his legs positioned awkwardly, and his profile (protruding bottom lip, belly and all) looked a lot like the late Alfred Hitchcock. 

His new name was perfect, with Harley as a middle name, and we usually just called him “Harley” or “Harley Barley”. 

He wasn’t a fan of motorcycles though, and insanely chased anyone on two wheels. He also hated loud noises, so thunder and fireworks had him hiding in the tub regularly. 

Although we gave Harley a happy forever home, he always had a “sad” depressed look that we got used to and loved. I always joked that if he had a voice and could speak human, he’d sound like Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh…“Ohhh bother”. 

Harley began suffering with seizures about a year ago, and his health declined rapidly before the holidays. We are glad we had another Christmas with our fur baby, and we find relief in the fact that our Harley is no longer suffering. 

He is survived by his human mom and dad, his sister Kaanja, and his fur brother Anubis.  

Brutus (the Beefcake) Williams crossed over the rainbow bridge peacefully on Wednesday, July  14th in the arms of his mother and father at Ark Animal Hospital. Thank you to Dr. Jones and  her staff for always taking great care of Brutus in both good and bad times. 

Brutus was born on February 24, 2011, in Sevierville, Tennessee. Three months later, on May  22, 2011, he came home with his loving parents Amy Baker-Williams and Steven Williams of  Reading, Pennsylvania. 

Brutus was an outgoing and sweet French bulldog that literally befriended everyone,  unfortunately even skunks (not once, but twice)! He loved everything that life had to offer,  except getting his teeth brushed. From early on, he loved the outdoors, climbing rocks, running, and finding sticks. Brutus enjoyed the simple things, like long naps with plenty of snoring  involved, leisurely walks, visiting the neighbors, sitting on the front porch with his humans, and laying by the pool. He spent hours sitting at the window, watching the world go by and acting  like the president of the neighborhood watch. Brutus loved to travel, whether it was by car,  ferry, bicycle, airplane or boat, he was up for whatever adventure life had in store for him. He  traveled many places in his life. While living in Alaska for a few years, Brutus’ favorite thing to  do was go fishing for salmon and halibut out in the ocean. He loved to hike in the mountains and by the lake. He once came face to face with an Alaskan black bear and managed to finish his afternoon walk unscathed. Brutus loved to meet other dogs and to play in the Pacific Ocean. He also loved the snow, no matter how cold it was, but also liked to go South during the winter  to see his family in Florida. He loved the holidays, especially Halloween, when the children  would come to the door for candy. Although his mother always dressed him up, he was a good  sport and never complained! Brutus was the best hugger. He was known to sing and howl the  blues with the neighbor when he played his accordion or his brother when he played his  harmonica! He loved baths, squeaky tennis balls, Bark boxes, Chewy deliveries and he never  missed a meal! He loved to go to parks and outdoor cafes, but spent most of his free time  cuddling, watching tv, wrestling and chasing his sister, Bella. 

More than anything else Brutus loved his family and was the best companion anyone could ask  for. He was always there to greet you at the door and offer comfort through all the good and  bad days. He had a fun and giving spirit and was always up for anything while offering a smile and a paw, even when his old and tired body continued to limit him and cause pain. 

He is survived by his parents, as well as his companion, sister, and best friend Bella. He is also  survived by his human siblings, cousins (human and furry), grandparents, aunts and uncles, and  all the wonderful friends he made along the way in his action-packed life. To know him was to  love him. He will be forever missed and forever remembered. In lieu of flowers, please give  your dogs an extra hug and walk today.

Mary Jane, 6 months, of Cumru township, passed away at home after a sudden and devastating case of wet tail. Though she was with her humans for only a brief time, she brought them much joy, especially when she fearlessly chased the cat while exploring the apartment in her plastic ball.

She is survived by her humans, Samantha and Max; and by one very disgruntled cat, Morticia.

She was predeceased by hamsters Pinky and the Brain.

Burial was held privately in the family garden alongside the hamsters who came before her.

the Brain, 2 and 1/2, of Cumru township, passed away peacefully at home after a delicious meal of mixed seeds. A hamster of considerable age, the Brain amazed her humans by continuing to spryly climb the bars of her habitat. Though blinded by age and limited by her diabetes, the Brain enjoyed life to its fullest.

She is survived by her humans, Samantha and Max; and by one slightly disgruntled cat, Morticia.

She is predeceased by her sister, Pinky, who passed away earlier this year.

Burial will be held privately at the convenience of her humans. In her memory, you are invited to donate to an animal shelter of your choosing.