Bajan Pomeranians 
In Loving Memory  
Philipe
Nov. 02 -Oct. 04

He was our first Pomeranian. We bought him as a Christmas gift for our daughter and he stole our hearts. He left us much, much too young after being hit in our driveway. He was by no means a show dog, not even a good representation. He is the only pom I've seen who's ears flopped over, he sat really goofy, was as dumb as they come, but stole my heart all the same. There is a piece of me that belongs only to him.... always.
Philipe.... you are very missed.
Ceasar
Oct. 89 - May 02

As a girl, it was my dream to own a Sheltie. As an adult, Ceasar became my first dog. A few months after I brought him home I met my husband. After that, he was "his" dog. Ceasar was a gentle soul. He loved thunderstorms and hated storm drains. He was with us through our growing years. Ceasar got deathly ill around 8 years old and our vet pulled him through. However, he was never as strong afterward and his kindeys gave up just before he reached his 13th birthday.
Ceasar will always be known as "THE dog"
Chance
Jan 98 - July 02

Chance was a special needs dog. He was born with a genetic defect that caused near blindness. At Two years old, Chance began having seizures. Outside of that, he lived a very normal, pampered life. He and Ceasar were inseparable buddies. Just two months after Ceasar died, Chance was taken by a seizure. If it's possible for a dog to die of a broken heart, I believe he did. He missed his buddy.
Oh Chance.... how I still miss you!
Cleo
April 91 - Oct. 07

Cleo was the first. For years it was just her and Ceasar. She always tolarated the various puppies  and rescues that have come and gone, but she made sure everyone understood they could stay by her grace alone. She absolutely was a cat-nip junkie! She was a rescue that we took in and pregnant at the time. I simply cannot imagine ever loving another cat more. Like Philipe, she took a piece of my heart with her when she passed.
I miss you Baby Girl.....
Misty
March 08 - Jan 11

Misty left of very unexpectedly. She developed a hernia and just wasn't stong enough to endure the surgery. We had hoped to see puppies from her someday but that day never came. She was my sunshine. I will love her always. I know that she's chasing kibbles up there right now....
Good-bye for now, sweet little bit.
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