Four years ago, I took my Mother out to Breakfast. Across the street, was a pet store and after we ate, on a whim, we decided to have a look. Mom fell in love with this Yorkshire Terrier as soon as she held him.
Wendy & I were very sensitive to the fact that a few months previous, she had lost two Bichons she had for years to old age/heart disease and we decided we’d make a present of Windsor for Mother’s Day. Poor little Windsor died on Wednesday morning after a bout with Cancer. My poor Mom is devastated as she thinks of her pets like children & I buried dog #3 behind her shed.
She still has a female “Yorkie†(Victoria) she bought for a companion to Windsor… But she swears she will never get another pet again. She says the hurt is just too much when they go. I still don’t know how I’ll take it when “Cheezer’s” time is up.
Mom had to finally do something with her collie, it was really hard, we ALL cried around here.
Now the kids are hinting to me for another dog.
They kinda want something else besides a collie…
But we all agree we want another big dog.
Thank you Michael. We are still grieving Windsor’s early departure.
love you,
dad and mom
I am so sorry to hear about your Mom’s baby I know how hard it is to lose a pet I have a shitzu now that I dont even want to think about losing. She is my Granddog and I just love her so much. I am sorry for you loss. Blessings and Prayers to you. Steph
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Please take these pic of the dog off your website. It is too depressing for me. Make this pickture disappear for me ok?
Juan