Little Pom Lost

Yesterday, I learned the devastating news that my friend lost her little boy, Luka, her Pomeranian. Luka was a 6 year old, little black Pomeranian who was best buds with his brother, Niko and his sisters Sophia, Mika and Yoki. Luka’s little life was cut short on Monday evening, so unexpectedly and tragically. He wasn’t sick, so it was a horrible shock for us all.

This takes me back to May 1, 1996, the day after I took my sweet Jake to the vet to get neutered. Jake was my first Pomeranian and the love of my life. He was just about 5lbs and my ultimate companion. I called him the original “Purse Puppy” because he’d go everywhere with me, tucked away in my purse. He loved it and was such a good little boy. I loved him dearly. I’d gotten him through and ad in the newspaper. His owners didn’t want him anymore and were getting rid of him for $75. It was love at first sight for both of us. We really bonded and for the next 7 months, we were the best of friends.

Jake had a hard time waking up after surgery and the vet decided to keep him over night so they could “Keep an eye on him”. Little did I know that from 9 pm until the vet came in at 6 am, he was entirely alone in a cage. I was devastated when I received the call at 6:30 am that he had passed. Jake was only a year old. It broke my heart and took me over a year to stop crying over him and waking up missing him. I still miss my little man.

In 2007, during the late summer, my 4th Pom, Peanut, also died unexpectedly. He was only 9 years old. Two years previous, we nearly lost him to a stomach virus which infected the good parasites in his stomach. He fought the good fight and survived. We were lucky. However, two years later, the virus returned and took him over night, without me even realizing he was sick again. It came swiftly and once again I my heart was broken. I’d lost his Momma in May (she was 11) but we knew she was dying. I’d had little Peanut from birth and this was so hard. I’ve so loved my babies. I was down to just one.

For those who see a dog as a novelty, I pity the dog. For those who have a member of the family, I am with you. For me, these furry babies are family. For me, they are my babies. Slowly, over time, my Foxy got older and older. His once bright reddish orange fur turning whiter and whiter as he approached old age. He was slowing down, losing his sight and hearing; but with high spirits. Foxy always had a smile on his face, loved life and people. He was with me from the day I lost Jake until that beautiful May day when he went to sleep and never woke up in 2009. My baby was 13 years old. Never did he know a day of sorrow, he was treated like a prince. I loved him so much.

Of course, I had Teddy to help me through this rough time and he is thriving still. He’s my constant companion, my little love and I’d never get another dog breed.

So my friend, I know your loss is hard. I know your heart is broken. I know the grief you are going through and my heart is heavy with the loss. (((HUGS))) to you and your family. Prayers for peace and comfort and relish in the knowledge that Luka has gone over the Rainbow Bridge and is awaiting your arrival in heaven.


Band on the Field…

This has been an exciting new school year for us here at home. My son is in the Marching Band and playing Bass Drum. He is LOVING IT! (Both is half sister and brother did this when they were in school as well.) This means I have officially become a “Band Mom”. LOL! Fun! Since I am limited as to what I can and can’t do, I have been given the task of chaperone. I chaperone in the band room and bleachers during home games and on the bus and bleachers on the away games. I also get to put the put the drape on the podium for half time shows and have the first aid hit/medical release forms for away games. Life is good. 😀

So, at first, my son had his tuba for band; but HATED IT!!! He wants to be a drummer. He wants it so badly that he would’ve quit rather than play tuba, so our wonderful band director encouraged him to play the bass drum, of which they did need two more drummers. YEAH for him.

So far, our football team is undefeated with the last game being very close; but a win none the less. My son is loving being on the drum line. They also have an indoor drum line which competes in the state as well and he is looking forward to doing this as well.

The band is wonderful and this year they are doing Latin music. Our Drum Major is a great gal and does a fantastic job. We’ve known her since we’ve moved here — she goes to our church. My son really caught onto the music and movements quickly. I was impressed. He looks great in his uniform and I’ve flooded my Facebook page with photos from each game. They play in the stands, they play on the field, they march and they rock! I just love it.

My son is so enjoying the experience. He is loving the music, the playing and the new friends he’s made. Oh he’s also in JROTC. It is Army; but at least he’s involved in a leadership program. He’s also enjoying this experience as well. He’s doing their marksmanship program. He’s very busy this year. Monday & Thursday’s he’s doing double duty after school with both band and JROTC, Wednesday’s he is teaching his Youth Bible Study and Friday’s are games. Then in October, Saturday’s will be MPA’s so we’ll increase our activities. He’s a busy boy; but that’s good. At least he won’t be in any trouble. 😀

Just got his progress report and it was very good. A’s in everything; but Honors Biology, which was a B+ (90) so I can’t complain. All his classes are Honors (including Geometry). My son is exceling this year and I couldn’t be prouder of him. He’s very talented and I think he wants a career in the music field, so I want to push him toward his goal and watch him soar! I just love this kid! ❤