My heart is so heavey you see I  loved my little one just like a child.
He went away on July 7, 2001 at 11:45 am.
You see my baby had throat cancer.  It is so difficult to write this
letter  my tears are burning my cheeks and the lump in my throat
is so big.  The ocean has more water in it today because of our tears.

LAMMIE entered my world on on August 13 1987 at 10:30 pm along with
older sisters Sugar and Brea. Then came Lam on the heels of his sister Brea.
Then his youngest brother Teddy was the last to arrive.  We kept them all.

Lam's dad was a Biehson Fresie named Georgio Galeanno and his mom Muffin
was a Maltese.  Muffy's roots were Maultese and Poodle.  Muffy's mom's
name was Tiffeny . We know her dad was a Poodle.  Ilusive guy here.
Cream and white in colour.  Muffin left us last August 20 at 8:30 am and
after a terrible night of seizures out vet put her to rest.
She is happy in her place in the sun where she once chased butterflies and birds.
Now it's my sweet baby Lam who will chase the butterflies with his mom.
He would have had his 14th birthday on August the 13 this year.
You see I couldn't sell my babies and each of our  family took one.
My Lammie baby was mine.
Terri our youngest owned Sugar who went away  2 yrs and 9 months ago on
October 25th 1998.  She died of bladder cancer . We were selfish to try
to keep her here.  If you love them you must free them from their pain.
How I hate the word cancer! The pain and suffering it causes both animals and humans.

Teddy had been gone a long time ago due to an accident.

Miss Brea is our eldest son's baby and she is the last of her family.
We never had any litters. At birth she was the smallest and didn't want
to breathe. What a scarey time I had with that delivery.  She was so tiny.
Today she is mopping about and very sad.  She is definately missing her brother.
They have all been together Muffy, Brea and Lam for 14 years.
There is so many reminders of Lammie.  His baby on top of my bed.
We used to play everynight before he went to sleep hide and seek for his
little baby.  The empty nook under the sewing machine where he took up
residence.  He had to be the first out the door everytime, poor Brea
just got out of his way. The birds in the early morning in the back yard
making a racket so loud screeching for the doggies to come out and
play.  Then the chase was on.  The crows loved to tease the wee ones and
the wee ones just loved the attention.  We also had a squirrel named
Chippy who gave them a run from one side of the yard to the other.Lam
loved flowers and birds and squirrels.  He was most always obedient to
what ever commands that were spoken to him with the exception of barking...

I know my Lammie is FREE now. Will I ever be? I need a sign that he is
alright wherever he may be.  I'll love you forever my sweet baby Lam.....
Mommy loves you

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