May 9 th 212

Lonnie left us to be with her big adopted brother Lugz, to cross over the rainbow bridge over to summer land...I am distraught...but soon I will be adding a new family member photos. Pleas bare with me during my time of mourning...Mom Doggy in human form Nikki

I MISS my Big Brother!

One night Lugz Whiteshield, my adopted brother, started breathing badly. Mom took him away but he never came back. I miss my brother he was big and strong and funny...sometimes he didn't see me and stepped on me...OUCH! But right now, I wish he was back...Mom seems very very sad...The day before, there were RAINBOWS in the sky...I guess he went over them...I love you brother! Be safe have a good new life! Little sis, Lonnie Dances A Lot!

Small dog, in a big cruel world.

When I was a puppy my first mom was gone for a while and left me in the yard. I was doing fine. Suddenly some strange boys came into my yard. They acted nice. They even had food treats for me. I was a young dumb pup, I took treats from strangers. Next thing they did was tie some things to my collar then took a fire thing and touched it to the things on my collar. Those things started to make sizzle noises and also burned my pretty fur! BUT worse of all, they made LOUD BANGING NOISES! OVER and OVER! I ran around and cried for help...the banging kept following me...I thought I was gonna die! The boys just laughed and screamed ! It all was the most terrifying time I ever had! Some lady from next door came over and saw the boys! She did not know what to do so she took the water and sprayed it over me!
I think she was really trying to help me. But it scared me! But the popping stopped and the boys ran away! every year those LOUD noises come back to scare me!
My new mom does all she can to protect me and make me feel better, but I cannot help being scared!
I do not know what those awful things are, but I sure do not see why people like doing them every year!
Mom talks about moving somewhere that does not have them. But she does not have money to move away.

I wish I could stop being scared.
But that is what it is like being a small dog in a cruel world is like to me!
Thanks for reading,
Lonnie Dances A Lot