~My Most Precious Friend~
REGISTERED NAME: Sugar Bear's Precious Binki
I got Binki when she was 6 weeks old. The "Runt" of the litter, she fit in the palm of my hand but she didn't know she was small. Prissy from the start, she was loving, funny, faithful, and brilliant. She was the smartest dog I've ever known or been around.
Binki was a black and white ShihTzu and the first dog I had of this breed. My husband and I had just seperated and I was in an emotional place but Binki quickly took some of that away. Her first night with me, she slept on my heart. She stayed there the rest of her life and is still in my heart today. I adored this little dog completely. When I got her, one of my daughters was already away from home at TX A&M. It was just "Us girls", consisting of myself, my younger daughter, and Binki. If one of my daughters was staying at home sick, Binki laid by her side and guarded her until I came home to care for her. This dog went everywhere with me. She stayed in more motels than most people. If I had to stay on a drilling location in my job for a month or so, Binki was with me. If I went to visit a relative, Binki was with me. If I did have to leave her, she stayed with my mother who also adored her. She was an important member of our family for 17 years. She began to lose her vision to Retinal Keratitis at about age 10 or 12. The Vet said she'd go blind which at the end of her life she did. At least for the most part. I think she could see a tiny bit but not much. She also lost her hearing as many aging dogs do. However, she knew I'd be there to care for her and she trusted me completely. When she could no longer get down the steps on the porch, I would take her down and sit her in the grass. Her nose never failed her so she was fine.
When Binki was 3 and both my daughters were at college, I decided she needed company. I was working long hours and there were no teens coming in from school so I decided to breed her. I figured she'd be more accepting of her own puppy than a strange dog just brought into the family. I thought it would be company to her and she'd adore it. It started out badly when she would not have any part of breeding and we had to inseminate her. When her time was near, my mother came to stay in case Binki went into labor while I was at work. Of course that didn't happen as most dogs do this function during the night and Binki was no exception. In fact, it started as soon as I got home from work and went on all night. She had a very bad time and almost died. She cried and so did my mom and I. She had 4 puppies - all but 1 was breech. It was awful and I had to help her. I truly thought she was dead once. I felt so guilty because she had not wanted to breed and I forced it on her. Then, she wanted nothing to do with those puppies for the first 3 days. We would make her get into the bed to feed them but had to pet her the whole time or she'd get up and leave. One puppy was way too small and died the 2nd day but she did finally raise the other 3 babies and began to love them once she got the hang of it. I kept the one I wanted to be her companion. A female that I named Jazzy Brat. Jaz for short. All went well and Binki seemed to love her baby until about age 4 months when she began to snap at her and ignore her. I did a bit of research and found there is an instinct in dogs from the wild days where they force them out of the nest at about 4 months. So, this is what we had going on and it lasted about a month or two. I thought I'd really messed up but all finally went well and these two loved each other and kept each other company throughout many years of their lives.
My little Binki enriched my life more than I can explain to anyone but another dog lover. She is laid to rest in my back yard and I cried for her more than I should have the first year she was gone. However, from the time I got Binki, until the time she, and her puppy Jaz, both died, I had one or both of them for about 20 years. That is longer than my daughters were at home. It was my wonderful Vet who pointed this out to me. He said he'd be concerned if I was not as sad as I was. It's a difficult loss for anyone who's had a long-term pet. I feel it's worth the grief just to have had the added joy an animal like this gives to your life. I am so thankful for having had this dog in my life and will remember her always.
Thank you for the love you gave. I love you Binki....
REGISTERED NAME: Sugar Bear's Precious Binki
I got Binki when she was 6 weeks old. The "Runt" of the litter, she fit in the palm of my hand but she didn't know she was small. Prissy from the start, she was loving, funny, faithful, and brilliant. She was the smartest dog I've ever known or been around.
Binki was a black and white ShihTzu and the first dog I had of this breed. My husband and I had just seperated and I was in an emotional place but Binki quickly took some of that away. Her first night with me, she slept on my heart. She stayed there the rest of her life and is still in my heart today. I adored this little dog completely. When I got her, one of my daughters was already away from home at TX A&M. It was just "Us girls", consisting of myself, my younger daughter, and Binki. If one of my daughters was staying at home sick, Binki laid by her side and guarded her until I came home to care for her. This dog went everywhere with me. She stayed in more motels than most people. If I had to stay on a drilling location in my job for a month or so, Binki was with me. If I went to visit a relative, Binki was with me. If I did have to leave her, she stayed with my mother who also adored her. She was an important member of our family for 17 years. She began to lose her vision to Retinal Keratitis at about age 10 or 12. The Vet said she'd go blind which at the end of her life she did. At least for the most part. I think she could see a tiny bit but not much. She also lost her hearing as many aging dogs do. However, she knew I'd be there to care for her and she trusted me completely. When she could no longer get down the steps on the porch, I would take her down and sit her in the grass. Her nose never failed her so she was fine.
When Binki was 3 and both my daughters were at college, I decided she needed company. I was working long hours and there were no teens coming in from school so I decided to breed her. I figured she'd be more accepting of her own puppy than a strange dog just brought into the family. I thought it would be company to her and she'd adore it. It started out badly when she would not have any part of breeding and we had to inseminate her. When her time was near, my mother came to stay in case Binki went into labor while I was at work. Of course that didn't happen as most dogs do this function during the night and Binki was no exception. In fact, it started as soon as I got home from work and went on all night. She had a very bad time and almost died. She cried and so did my mom and I. She had 4 puppies - all but 1 was breech. It was awful and I had to help her. I truly thought she was dead once. I felt so guilty because she had not wanted to breed and I forced it on her. Then, she wanted nothing to do with those puppies for the first 3 days. We would make her get into the bed to feed them but had to pet her the whole time or she'd get up and leave. One puppy was way too small and died the 2nd day but she did finally raise the other 3 babies and began to love them once she got the hang of it. I kept the one I wanted to be her companion. A female that I named Jazzy Brat. Jaz for short. All went well and Binki seemed to love her baby until about age 4 months when she began to snap at her and ignore her. I did a bit of research and found there is an instinct in dogs from the wild days where they force them out of the nest at about 4 months. So, this is what we had going on and it lasted about a month or two. I thought I'd really messed up but all finally went well and these two loved each other and kept each other company throughout many years of their lives.
My little Binki enriched my life more than I can explain to anyone but another dog lover. She is laid to rest in my back yard and I cried for her more than I should have the first year she was gone. However, from the time I got Binki, until the time she, and her puppy Jaz, both died, I had one or both of them for about 20 years. That is longer than my daughters were at home. It was my wonderful Vet who pointed this out to me. He said he'd be concerned if I was not as sad as I was. It's a difficult loss for anyone who's had a long-term pet. I feel it's worth the grief just to have had the added joy an animal like this gives to your life. I am so thankful for having had this dog in my life and will remember her always.
Thank you for the love you gave. I love you Binki....
~My Most Precious Friend~
REGISTERED NAME: Sugar Bear's Precious Binki
I got Binki when she was 6 weeks old. The "Runt" of the litter, she fit in the palm of my hand but she didn't know she was small. Prissy from the start, she was loving, funny, faithful, and brilliant. She was the smartest dog I've ever known or been around.
Binki was a black and white ShihTzu and the first dog I had of this breed. My husband and I had just seperated and I was in an emotional place but Binki quickly took some of that away. Her first night with me, she slept on my heart. She stayed there the rest of her life and is still in my heart today. I adored this little dog completely. When I got her, one of my daughters was already away from home at TX A&M. It was just "Us girls", consisting of myself, my younger daughter, and Binki. If one of my daughters was staying at home sick, Binki laid by her side and guarded her until I came home to care for her. This dog went everywhere with me. She stayed in more motels than most people. If I had to stay on a drilling location in my job for a month or so, Binki was with me. If I went to visit a relative, Binki was with me. If I did have to leave her, she stayed with my mother who also adored her. She was an important member of our family for 17 years. She began to lose her vision to Retinal Keratitis at about age 10 or 12. The Vet said she'd go blind which at the end of her life she did. At least for the most part. I think she could see a tiny bit but not much. She also lost her hearing as many aging dogs do. However, she knew I'd be there to care for her and she trusted me completely. When she could no longer get down the steps on the porch, I would take her down and sit her in the grass. Her nose never failed her so she was fine.
When Binki was 3 and both my daughters were at college, I decided she needed company. I was working long hours and there were no teens coming in from school so I decided to breed her. I figured she'd be more accepting of her own puppy than a strange dog just brought into the family. I thought it would be company to her and she'd adore it. It started out badly when she would not have any part of breeding and we had to inseminate her. When her time was near, my mother came to stay in case Binki went into labor while I was at work. Of course that didn't happen as most dogs do this function during the night and Binki was no exception. In fact, it started as soon as I got home from work and went on all night. She had a very bad time and almost died. She cried and so did my mom and I. She had 4 puppies - all but 1 was breech. It was awful and I had to help her. I truly thought she was dead once. I felt so guilty because she had not wanted to breed and I forced it on her. Then, she wanted nothing to do with those puppies for the first 3 days. We would make her get into the bed to feed them but had to pet her the whole time or she'd get up and leave. One puppy was way too small and died the 2nd day but she did finally raise the other 3 babies and began to love them once she got the hang of it. I kept the one I wanted to be her companion. A female that I named Jazzy Brat. Jaz for short. All went well and Binki seemed to love her baby until about age 4 months when she began to snap at her and ignore her. I did a bit of research and found there is an instinct in dogs from the wild days where they force them out of the nest at about 4 months. So, this is what we had going on and it lasted about a month or two. I thought I'd really messed up but all finally went well and these two loved each other and kept each other company throughout many years of their lives.
My little Binki enriched my life more than I can explain to anyone but another dog lover. She is laid to rest in my back yard and I cried for her more than I should have the first year she was gone. However, from the time I got Binki, until the time she, and her puppy Jaz, both died, I had one or both of them for about 20 years. That is longer than my daughters were at home. It was my wonderful Vet who pointed this out to me. He said he'd be concerned if I was not as sad as I was. It's a difficult loss for anyone who's had a long-term pet. I feel it's worth the grief just to have had the added joy an animal like this gives to your life. I am so thankful for having had this dog in my life and will remember her always.
Thank you for the love you gave. I love you Binki....
REGISTERED NAME: Sugar Bear's Precious Binki
I got Binki when she was 6 weeks old. The "Runt" of the litter, she fit in the palm of my hand but she didn't know she was small. Prissy from the start, she was loving, funny, faithful, and brilliant. She was the smartest dog I've ever known or been around.
Binki was a black and white ShihTzu and the first dog I had of this breed. My husband and I had just seperated and I was in an emotional place but Binki quickly took some of that away. Her first night with me, she slept on my heart. She stayed there the rest of her life and is still in my heart today. I adored this little dog completely. When I got her, one of my daughters was already away from home at TX A&M. It was just "Us girls", consisting of myself, my younger daughter, and Binki. If one of my daughters was staying at home sick, Binki laid by her side and guarded her until I came home to care for her. This dog went everywhere with me. She stayed in more motels than most people. If I had to stay on a drilling location in my job for a month or so, Binki was with me. If I went to visit a relative, Binki was with me. If I did have to leave her, she stayed with my mother who also adored her. She was an important member of our family for 17 years. She began to lose her vision to Retinal Keratitis at about age 10 or 12. The Vet said she'd go blind which at the end of her life she did. At least for the most part. I think she could see a tiny bit but not much. She also lost her hearing as many aging dogs do. However, she knew I'd be there to care for her and she trusted me completely. When she could no longer get down the steps on the porch, I would take her down and sit her in the grass. Her nose never failed her so she was fine.
When Binki was 3 and both my daughters were at college, I decided she needed company. I was working long hours and there were no teens coming in from school so I decided to breed her. I figured she'd be more accepting of her own puppy than a strange dog just brought into the family. I thought it would be company to her and she'd adore it. It started out badly when she would not have any part of breeding and we had to inseminate her. When her time was near, my mother came to stay in case Binki went into labor while I was at work. Of course that didn't happen as most dogs do this function during the night and Binki was no exception. In fact, it started as soon as I got home from work and went on all night. She had a very bad time and almost died. She cried and so did my mom and I. She had 4 puppies - all but 1 was breech. It was awful and I had to help her. I truly thought she was dead once. I felt so guilty because she had not wanted to breed and I forced it on her. Then, she wanted nothing to do with those puppies for the first 3 days. We would make her get into the bed to feed them but had to pet her the whole time or she'd get up and leave. One puppy was way too small and died the 2nd day but she did finally raise the other 3 babies and began to love them once she got the hang of it. I kept the one I wanted to be her companion. A female that I named Jazzy Brat. Jaz for short. All went well and Binki seemed to love her baby until about age 4 months when she began to snap at her and ignore her. I did a bit of research and found there is an instinct in dogs from the wild days where they force them out of the nest at about 4 months. So, this is what we had going on and it lasted about a month or two. I thought I'd really messed up but all finally went well and these two loved each other and kept each other company throughout many years of their lives.
My little Binki enriched my life more than I can explain to anyone but another dog lover. She is laid to rest in my back yard and I cried for her more than I should have the first year she was gone. However, from the time I got Binki, until the time she, and her puppy Jaz, both died, I had one or both of them for about 20 years. That is longer than my daughters were at home. It was my wonderful Vet who pointed this out to me. He said he'd be concerned if I was not as sad as I was. It's a difficult loss for anyone who's had a long-term pet. I feel it's worth the grief just to have had the added joy an animal like this gives to your life. I am so thankful for having had this dog in my life and will remember her always.
Thank you for the love you gave. I love you Binki....
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