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OUR PETS!!!

Domino


 
Here's a little someone we called Domino. Domino was given to my
son as a gift for his 3rd birthday. Though she born of a stray cat and
we adopted her when she was six weeks old, she always fancied 
herself to be royalty and never accepted anything less than the best
treatment. We didn't mind though <G> You can just tell by the look she is giving us that we were "bothering" her by making her get her picture taken. The nerve of us!

On August 9, 1999...Domino had a stroke which left her paralized. We had to have her put to sleep. She has lived on in our hearts every day since that sad day in August all of those years ago. She was 15 1/2
on the day we had to put her sleep.

See Domino's Memorial Page

Bram


 
This was our dog Bram. We called him BramDog or B. Here he was
doing what he loved the best, just laying around doing nothing. He was a handsome boy. Bram was very shy and his bark was 100 times
worse than his bite. He liked very few people and he was happy with
that being how things were.

On December 23, 2002 we had to have our Bram dog put to sleep. He had liver disease and other medical problems.  He is never far from our thoughts and never leaves our hearts.

See Bram Dog's Memorial Page

Thumper


 

Cinder


Dakota

How handsome is HE? That's Dakota, born August 10, 2001. His
father is Chow/Shepard mix and his mother Black Lab.  Dakota came to us when his mother, father and brother would not accept him back
after he had been adopted out and possibly abused. He has been a
member of our family since July 7, 2002, right before he turned one
year old.

He is gentle, loving and has brought us a ton of joy. He is convinced
that he is a lap dog and tries to snuggle up, without much success. He LOVES to watch Animal Planet and bark at all of the dogs and other animals that come onto the screen. He's a tough guy when he can't
actually get to them, but, a 150 pound gentle giant inside.

Dakota loves to play fetch and tug of war and he will chase a light from morning until night if we would let him. He's a bit addicted to it and we have to be careful so he doesn't become obsessed. He loves to be outside no matter what the weather and will stay outside in a blizzard if we let him.

Dakota is not afraid of much, though if he sees a comb or nail clipper he runs to the doggy door and makes his exit. He checks every now and then to see if there is any grooming going on, by sticking his head into the doggy door and looking around. If the coast is clear, he comes back inside, if clippers or brushes are out, he backs out of the door and stays outside. He's so cute!





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