Ch. Barbarella's Boo Berry Muffin 4/11/91 - 12/18/04

Boo came to me after I had lost two Maltese, and immediately became “my” dog. It didn’t take long for her to have my heart wrapped around her tiny paw pads. Boo was my heart, and everywhere I went people fell in love with her. She loved everyone, but I was “her” person. There isn’t a day that goes by that I do not think of her and mourn her loss. She was my heart, and she will never be replaced. Boo was almost 14 when she crossed Rainbow Bridge. In 2004 Boo was diagnosed with Cushing’s disease. She was loved and cared for by our very dear friend, Dr. Troy Acree. His love and attention (and prayers) to detail gave us that extra time with Boo that we will always cherish.

Samson

Samson came to us a month after we lost our dear Abbey. He was one little energetic ball of fur, and was, perhaps one of the best distractions we’ve ever had. His life ended tragically after only living with us for a month, when he jumped from my arms and landed on his head. His neck was broken. We were devastated, and the hardest call I’ve ever made was to our breeder friend telling her the news. Although her reaction could have been that of anger, she was incredibly understanding and sympathetic and told us “Once you’ve recovered from this and are ready, come and look at his mother. I have retired her from breeding, and she would fit into your home perfectly.” His mother was my Boo.

Abbey
Sire: Ch. Pashes Moonlight Beau
Dam: Ch. Al-Mars Chenelle of Johri

Abbey was our second Maltese, and was the most beautiful Maltese I had ever seen. Originally  intended for show, Abbey’s bite went slightly off, so she was available as a pet. What luck for us! Abbey was our little clown. She was a real character, and was always finding ways to make us laugh and smile. Abbey was the dog that taught us about vaccinations and anesthesia. She had been given her vaccinations, and at the same time, we made an appointment to have her spayed. The combination of the shots and anesthesia was too much for Abbey’s tiny body. She was never the same. Within a couple of months, she began breaking out with blood underneath her skin. After weeks of testing, we discovered she had VonWillebrand’s disease – the first diagnosed case ever in a Maltese. She began treatment (steroids) and she improved. We thought we had it made when her condition began to worsen. After further testing, she was diagnosed also with autoimmune hemolytic anemia. She succumbed at home on a Saturday evening just before Thanksgiving in 1992. She was only 2 years old.