Temper, the remaining Old Lady of my poms, left me today. She just couldn't bear to be alone without her sister and this past week, seemed to have lost her will to live.
My original Mutant Poms had been with me for 18 years, from dad Brando to the final two babies, Mira and Temper. My home was built for them, with their own back room and big yard; and they've been my home for a long, long time.
Sweet dreams, my baby Temper. All of us in our younger glory:
Today my heart will remember my sweet ones, the original Mutant Poms:
It came to me that every time I lose a dog, they take a piece of my heart with them. And every new dog who comes into my life, gifts me with a piece of their heart. If I live long enough, all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are. -- (UNKNOWN)
Brando, Magic, BoomBoom, BoyBoy, Miracle, and Temper.
Mommy loves and misses all of you.