Love is an endless act of forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
| Crazy antics in 2006 |
Like any ‘human’ mom, a mom knows when her family is complete and when it’s not. Mine was not, despite SM’s pleas, lol. There was one missing…it didn’t matter if it was a cat or dog (much like it doesn’t matter if it’s a boy or a girl), but we weren’t a complete family yet. So on the prowl I went for a tiny dog. And tiny dogs I’ve never done, but I knew I didn’t want Tejah feeling like we were replacing her so another normal sized dog was out of the question. And I wasn’t going to go out & buy just a tiny dog. I knew the right one would come when it was fated to be. And I knew that if you were a boy, you would be named Cerveza, the only animal in my whole.entire.life that I had named before I even had.I heard about you, but that someone else had dibbs on you. I hadn’t seen you yet.
Then our friend Karen called weeks & weeks & weeks later saying that the person fell thru and you were available again. Sight unseen, I told Karen you were MINE. I knew you were part chi & that you would be tiny, that’s all that mattered to me at this point. And I think because I really have never cared what my animals look like, that that’s the reason I am blessed with such great creatures. When Karen told me you were tan (YES!) and a boy (YES!), I was so excited to see you that she had to go next door & take a picture on her phone & email to me.
And that’s when SM’s heart melted. We had to wait 4 more weeks for you to be old enough to leave your birth home & it was agonizing.You were the size of my phone when I first saw you and you have now grown to barely 5lbs. I can’t believe that you turned a year in March already! Everyone is mesmerized by your cute, foxy looks, lol. You have turned our opinion 360 degrees the other way in regards to tiny dogs. Never have we laughed so much at an animal. And boy do you love. You are all about us, but fiercely independent too. You think you are 3ft tall and 50lbs, you’re lucky that Fat Black Momma watches over you like a hawk, Mister.
May you live a long, long time, because the day you leave us is the day I lose my heart.
From Karen’s camera phone before I even met you.
You look a lot bigger than you actually are here (not even 2lbs!)
Earlier this year with Sister. Finally, 5lbs of terror.
The picture that got you published in a book. “Who, me?”
The truth.
Onto my third beebee & soon I will be done. I can’t just stop without saying something about each one, now can I? I would feel like a terrible momma!
What’s that saying, “The squeaky wheel gets the grease?” Well, I guess you just don’t require any…grease. But when a hand does touch, oh how your body arches up to it and melts into the hand. You’re hilarious too and always have us laughing at your antics.
