Sweet & precious B-Bee, came to us through difficult circumstances. The moment her tiny little body jumped into my husbands arms she belonged to us. She was a tiny chihuahua puppy. All white and fragile.
She was loving, sweet, and loved her new Mommy & Daddy.
Though a daddy's girl most the time, she knew when to go see Mama.
She loved to run & sleep between us.
She could hear the smallest sounds in & around the house.
Always loving, a cuddlier , and sometimes watched the television.
When we were told of her condition a year before she passed, we watched closely her each day.
She lived much longer then the vet said. When it got to the point she could no longer walk, completely, we knew the heavens gate for God's little critters would take her soon.
I held her in my arms as she fell to her final sleep. I spoke to her softly, I wanted her to know she wasn't alone. It was the hardest decision to make.
It was my sister that named her over the telephone. She asked me, "well what's she like"? I told her well "she's a fast little puppy, kind of like a bullet." Susie said "well then call her B-Bee". And that was how she was named.
Just a a couple months before we lost our sweet B-Bee, my sister Susie passed away, unexpected, from a heart attack. On the day our B-Bee left us, as I drove off to home an hour away, I was beside myself, torn with great sadness. But as I drove, a voice I knew so well, my sister Susie's voice, as if she was right next to me in the car, she said softly, "it's okay Sissy, I got B-Bee, she's with me". I wasn't surprised, knowing my sister how we loved each other and she so loved animals. I began to smile a tiny bit, stopped my tears for I knew she was with me on the long drive home through the mountains.
B-Bee was a unique little dog, she was sweet, caring, and always loving. She loved to touch ones hands, and be petted. And oh how we miss her.
We miss our little darlin, was never another like her of all our pets before. She lived for ten years, saw a lot of heartache, sorrow and many times joy and happiness in her surroundings. And she knew she was one of our joys in life.
She went to that special gate God has, and crossed over and others were waiting for her, including her Aunt Susie.
Our little B-Bee so loved so missed. Even the cat, Evie is missing B-Bee.
We love & miss you B-Bee.
She was loving, sweet, and loved her new Mommy & Daddy.
Though a daddy's girl most the time, she knew when to go see Mama.
She loved to run & sleep between us.
She could hear the smallest sounds in & around the house.
Always loving, a cuddlier , and sometimes watched the television.
When we were told of her condition a year before she passed, we watched closely her each day.
She lived much longer then the vet said. When it got to the point she could no longer walk, completely, we knew the heavens gate for God's little critters would take her soon.
I held her in my arms as she fell to her final sleep. I spoke to her softly, I wanted her to know she wasn't alone. It was the hardest decision to make.
It was my sister that named her over the telephone. She asked me, "well what's she like"? I told her well "she's a fast little puppy, kind of like a bullet." Susie said "well then call her B-Bee". And that was how she was named.
Just a a couple months before we lost our sweet B-Bee, my sister Susie passed away, unexpected, from a heart attack. On the day our B-Bee left us, as I drove off to home an hour away, I was beside myself, torn with great sadness. But as I drove, a voice I knew so well, my sister Susie's voice, as if she was right next to me in the car, she said softly, "it's okay Sissy, I got B-Bee, she's with me". I wasn't surprised, knowing my sister how we loved each other and she so loved animals. I began to smile a tiny bit, stopped my tears for I knew she was with me on the long drive home through the mountains.
B-Bee was a unique little dog, she was sweet, caring, and always loving. She loved to touch ones hands, and be petted. And oh how we miss her.
We miss our little darlin, was never another like her of all our pets before. She lived for ten years, saw a lot of heartache, sorrow and many times joy and happiness in her surroundings. And she knew she was one of our joys in life.
She went to that special gate God has, and crossed over and others were waiting for her, including her Aunt Susie.
Our little B-Bee so loved so missed. Even the cat, Evie is missing B-Bee.
We love & miss you B-Bee.
Sweet & precious B-Bee, came to us through difficult circumstances. The moment her tiny little body jumped into my husbands arms she belonged to us. She was a tiny chihuahua puppy. All white and fragile.
She was loving, sweet, and loved her new Mommy & Daddy.
Though a daddy's girl most the time, she knew when to go see Mama.
She loved to run & sleep between us.
She could hear the smallest sounds in & around the house.
Always loving, a cuddlier , and sometimes watched the television.
When we were told of her condition a year before she passed, we watched closely her each day.
She lived much longer then the vet said. When it got to the point she could no longer walk, completely, we knew the heavens gate for God's little critters would take her soon.
I held her in my arms as she fell to her final sleep. I spoke to her softly, I wanted her to know she wasn't alone. It was the hardest decision to make.
It was my sister that named her over the telephone. She asked me, "well what's she like"? I told her well "she's a fast little puppy, kind of like a bullet." Susie said "well then call her B-Bee". And that was how she was named.
Just a a couple months before we lost our sweet B-Bee, my sister Susie passed away, unexpected, from a heart attack. On the day our B-Bee left us, as I drove off to home an hour away, I was beside myself, torn with great sadness. But as I drove, a voice I knew so well, my sister Susie's voice, as if she was right next to me in the car, she said softly, "it's okay Sissy, I got B-Bee, she's with me". I wasn't surprised, knowing my sister how we loved each other and she so loved animals. I began to smile a tiny bit, stopped my tears for I knew she was with me on the long drive home through the mountains.
B-Bee was a unique little dog, she was sweet, caring, and always loving. She loved to touch ones hands, and be petted. And oh how we miss her.
We miss our little darlin, was never another like her of all our pets before. She lived for ten years, saw a lot of heartache, sorrow and many times joy and happiness in her surroundings. And she knew she was one of our joys in life.
She went to that special gate God has, and crossed over and others were waiting for her, including her Aunt Susie.
Our little B-Bee so loved so missed. Even the cat, Evie is missing B-Bee.
We love & miss you B-Bee.
She was loving, sweet, and loved her new Mommy & Daddy.
Though a daddy's girl most the time, she knew when to go see Mama.
She loved to run & sleep between us.
She could hear the smallest sounds in & around the house.
Always loving, a cuddlier , and sometimes watched the television.
When we were told of her condition a year before she passed, we watched closely her each day.
She lived much longer then the vet said. When it got to the point she could no longer walk, completely, we knew the heavens gate for God's little critters would take her soon.
I held her in my arms as she fell to her final sleep. I spoke to her softly, I wanted her to know she wasn't alone. It was the hardest decision to make.
It was my sister that named her over the telephone. She asked me, "well what's she like"? I told her well "she's a fast little puppy, kind of like a bullet." Susie said "well then call her B-Bee". And that was how she was named.
Just a a couple months before we lost our sweet B-Bee, my sister Susie passed away, unexpected, from a heart attack. On the day our B-Bee left us, as I drove off to home an hour away, I was beside myself, torn with great sadness. But as I drove, a voice I knew so well, my sister Susie's voice, as if she was right next to me in the car, she said softly, "it's okay Sissy, I got B-Bee, she's with me". I wasn't surprised, knowing my sister how we loved each other and she so loved animals. I began to smile a tiny bit, stopped my tears for I knew she was with me on the long drive home through the mountains.
B-Bee was a unique little dog, she was sweet, caring, and always loving. She loved to touch ones hands, and be petted. And oh how we miss her.
We miss our little darlin, was never another like her of all our pets before. She lived for ten years, saw a lot of heartache, sorrow and many times joy and happiness in her surroundings. And she knew she was one of our joys in life.
She went to that special gate God has, and crossed over and others were waiting for her, including her Aunt Susie.
Our little B-Bee so loved so missed. Even the cat, Evie is missing B-Bee.
We love & miss you B-Bee.
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