This message is dedicated to my little girl Vodka, I'm her producer, I'm very sad. How can anyone do such despicable things these days? This little dog would have been 8 months old on July 1, 2005! I'm just starting out in this world as an amateur breeder, and I never thought something like this would happen. We give a lot of love to our babies, and they'll get even more as a tribute to our little VODKA. Please be careful when walking your dog, as his life is at stake. Thank you to all those who wish to leave a farewell or personal message, a tribute for a little dog who only wanted to live. My thoughts go out to his owners, Mr AND Mrs Geoffroy, with whom we have a special bond. Rest in peace my little princess. |
I was just an 8-month-old Miniature Schnauzer female. Life didn't give me a chance to continue my journey with my masters. Fate is like that. My producer is at pains to write these few lines for me.
After my mother, it was she who raised me until I left home to join my new family. We were born on Halloween, October 31. We were 5 sisters and 1 brother. One of my sisters left for dog heaven as soon as she was born.
I came third, my mom topaz was tired because we were so big at birth, and she had trouble getting me out of my little pouch where I'd been snug and warm for two months. It was my second mother who did it, and it's thanks to her that I was able to live. The 10 weeks passed without a hitch. Lovingly raised, warmly pampered and always very clean, she did her utmost, spending nights next to us so that Mum wouldn't crush us at night by rolling over.
Then my new master arrived, as a surprise Christmas present for my new dad, who had been waiting for me to arrive because he'd been dreaming of a schnauzer for so many years. On Christmas Eve, I arrived with a beautiful bow that my second mother had put on me before she left. For him, the gift was a miracle, his wishes finally coming true, and I also got to know my third mom. A love story that began between us.
We shared everything, because as a child I wasn't very well-behaved, and 3 months after arriving in my new family I went back to say hello to the house where I was born! I recognized my friend Benjamin, the smallest in the house, and my mom, and I had a lot of fun playing with my dad, Swanny, too. Life took its course, and a few weeks ago I found myself in a film with my parents. Strangely enough, the title of the film is "The Inseparables", so we were extras. Until the weekend of June 25, when I started to feel ill.
No longer eating or drinking, weakened, my mistress suspected something strange was going on, so we went to the vet and they did everything they could to cure me. I'd been poisoned, and left in pain without a word. Who could have done such a despicable thing when we were so happy! I left in a new world where everything is beautiful and pure without hatred.
All my friends, my family and my producer mourn my departure today, but I no longer suffer. My life was short, but full and full of love. I know that I will remain in all your hearts. Now I'm off to join my loved ones on the road to new horizons.
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