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                                               TRAGEDY Story below photos
The following photos are of Chelsea, the first Pom owned by Donna and Ron, followed by Chloe the second Pom, and the final pictures of M'ie just before her death. Also, Chewbacca, (Chewie), the fourth little Pom they acquired to replace the love lost by M'ie and Chloe. He is a cute little guy.
            Chelsea was a pretty girl too!        Chelsea, 14 1/2 yrs. old, with mommy!                I do know that I'm beautiful!
            Want a side view of my new do?                 How about a front view?   M'ie was meeting me here at her throne. . She must be running late
        M'ie's coat was coming in very pretty!               You can sleep Cait, I'll protect you!   Did anyone see my friend? We were meeting here!
        Now, let's relax... Mommy and the girls               Doesn't she look just like me?              M'ie shares cuddles with Greg!
  Aunt Denise with loads of love!  Chloe catches a few winks while  M'ie keeps watch! Chloe needs her time with Gregg too!   Hi, I'm Chewbacca! Just call me Chewie!
                Aren't I a handsome fellow?       Beth hugs really good, I think I'll keep her!    I have some large shoe's to fill! I'll give it my best!      
             This is Chewie October, 2008   The resting place of all three of Donna's babies                  Chewie has plenty of tongue
                                The death of an Angel
 
M'ie's little life was cut short by a black lab, Saturday May 24, 2008.  She was left for the weekend with a family with the large dog. The big dog snapped at her and that ended her life. We are so sad. I have cried until I can't cry anymore. This is why I won't send my babies to a home with large dogs. People think their big dog won't hurt the smaller Pom, but it's natural for the bigger dog to do this. I can't believe that the little girl that fought so hard to live, died this horrible death, but until people learn that you can't mix large dogs with small ones, more will die. All it takes is a split second, and your little ball of fur will be no more. This will be a Memorial Day weekend that I will remember the rest of my life. I feel so sorry for Donna and Dr. Mahoney. I know Miracle was in the right home because Donna loved this little girl as much as I did, there were just some bad judgments in her protection. I turned down so many offers on her because I wanted her to have a good life, and I know she did, what little life she had. Please, please, please, let Miracle's death be a lesson, don't mix small and large dogs, if not for the sake of M'ie, at least for the life of your Pomeranian. She was a little Angel on earth. She is now playing with God. Goodbye my baby. I will see you soon.
     Miracle's sister Chloe Murdered by speeding neighbor

Chloe, who has always loved to run and chase birds, squirrels and whatever else she could chase, has never been made to be on a leash in our front yard.  Nor has she ever learned to listen and obey when she was on a mission.  Ron and Chloe had their routine, since he usually got home before me.  They would go outside to potty and get the mail, then come in for a nap followed by playtime and wrestling on the bed.  SHE LOVED THAT MAN AND WOULD NOT GET OUT OF HIS SIGHT IF HE WAS HOME!!!  On Thursday, June 12th, he had done just that. Ron had gotten home and they had done the potty and had taken a nap/followed by their playtime.  On his way back up to the den, he let her out one more time.  She darted out the door, still daylight, he was following her out, because we always went out with her so she wouldn't go too far...he closed the door behind him and stepped out to see her dart across the drive next to us, towards the trees to chase her birds, when a car coming to the house next door came speeding down the road across the culdesac and into the drive and collided with her killing her instantly right in front of him. This is a terrible thing. Loosing two of your babies in two weeks to revolting deaths like these. The idiot driving the car is just lucky it wasn't a child that run out in front of him. If it were, he would be where he belongs, behind bars. The only thing to help us live over these tragedies, is knowing that Chloe and Miracle are playing together again at the Lord's feet.  

 
This is Donna's three girls and one was my little Miracle. If you think it was not hard to put these on the web page, think again. I could hardly see what I was doing because of tears.

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Below is a letter sent to me by the owner of M'ie and Chloe. She asked that I post it on Miracle's page. Here it is in it's entirety.
I asked Charles if I could share a bit on Miracle/M'ie's page AND if he would write exactly what I share with you, so I thank him for this opportunity and I also thank each of you who have visited this page for the prayers and interest you have shown for my special little girl, M'ie and her wonderful sister Chloe.  For anyone who is curious about how M'ie got her name, the M is for Miracle and we just added the 'ie.  It was a "cute" way of staying with the name "Miracle", since she was truly a Miracle.  The AKC name is Moonie's Miracle Angel, as Moonie is her birth dad and Angel is her birth mom.
I am very grateful to have had the opportunity to be part of M'ie's life.  I fell in love with her on the web page, just like many of you.  I have spent a lot of time browsing the web, looking at all the sweet little ones available, and I will tell you, you can find the perfect baby if you know what to look for.  It is not how attractive the site is...it is how attractive the breeder is.  What attracted me to M'ie, was the love that her "Daddy" had for her.  She was very obviously accustomed to being nurtured, which is what helped her through the first months, and I was very blessed to have had the opportunity to continue to nurture her.  
The day I saw her in person, and found that she had the potential problem with the open font, I also had the opportunity to see the beauty in her breeder (and his wife) in person.  The price on these tiny babies is not a small price, but the price was not the issue that day.  The issue was what was best for Miracle/M'ie. Their preference was to take her back home, love her and to do whatever was needed to save her from any potential consequences to the open font issue.  Throughout the following week, Charles and I shed many, many, many....tears over that little girl.  We shared daily via email and some things warranted a phone call to share the funny things and the advances she made.  It adds so much joy sharing experiences, and we shared a common bond, loving this little girl.  That meant so much to me, to know that if he loved her this much after her being away for such a length of time, how much love does he give his babies while they are with him?! Had I known the amount of tears that were to come, just over 4 months later, she would have never left his care.  Unfortunately, no matter how much you love them and how hard you try to give them the very best life possible, there are so many threats out there to protect them against.  I would have done anything possible to provide for her and keep her safe, including any medical care she would ever need (as would he), even knowing the potential for complications from the open font.  
My little Chloe was overjoyed with her new buddy.  Chloe was a Papa's girl from day one, but with M'ie around, she was wherever M'ie was.  That was a major compliment for M'ie.  Before, nothing could drag her from her Papa.
Memorial weekend, we went out of town for what turned into a Memorial weekend I will never forget.  I generally had a sitter come to my home, but she was not available.  I allowed my babies to stay with someone who I felt was a competent caretaker, and I had no reason to think there was any threat to their safety. Despite the tragedy, I know this was an accident, and she like many others (including myself) never realized the danger of what turned out to be the worst nightmare/tragedy we could have ever imagined.  Chloe and M'ie had been around larger dogs and played with several golden retrievers on a regular basis.  My belief, like most other dog owners, was that only "mean, aggressive" large dogs were a threat.  What a horrible way to find out differently?!?!?!  The dog that attacked My Precious Baby M'ie had been a family pet who lived with a medium size Pomeranian for many years and had never been aggressive toward another person or animal.  IT HAPPENS BEFORE YOU KNOW IT, EVEN IF IT IS THE FIRST SIGN OF AGGRESSION!!!!!!!!!
Two weeks later, our Chloe,  who was devastated by the loss of her best friend (yes, I have to admit, I think she loved M'ie more than her #1 Papa and myself, who was definitely second fiddle to Papa), was out doing what she loved to do....running and playing in the front yard, chasing a bird, living on a cul-de-sac, amongst neighbors who knew her.  Her Papa was just a few feet away from her as she sped across the drive.  A visitor to our neighbor came speeding down the street and into the drive without regard to animals or children.  Not having a back yard, and our front yard being in a cul-de-sac, we felt it was a safe place and she really enjoyed running and playing, chasing birds and squirrels and even befriended a squirrel who played with her, just above her reach jumping from tree to tree. I debated with myself about putting her on a leash, and periodically leashed her to regain control.  Hindsight tells me I should have never let her experience the freedom of going out without a leash.  The could have, would have, should haves that come in hindsight and are learned through these tragic experiences.
Chloe and M'ie were meant to be together.  They were the perfect match.  M'ie, despite her size was the boss, alpha to the max!!.  Chloe was a softy and the motherly one.  She let her bite her, fight her and win in tug-a -war generally.  Wherever M'ie was, Chloe was not far behind. From day one, she kept watch over her little sister.  The picture of her watching her in the playpen was from the first nap she ever took in our home.  Chloe was devastated by the loss of M'ie.  People said she would forget in a matter of a few days.  It didn't happen.  She continued to grieve the loss and I believe they are very happy in pet heaven, picking up where they left off. 
I now have a new little boy, who was suppose to be a buddy for Chloe, in attempt to help her with her grieving (and myself as well).  Chloe, however, went to be with M'ie in heaven two days before she got to meet her new buddy.  I will send a photo for Charles to post of Chewbacca (Chewie), but he will never, never, ever be a replacement for my girls.  I will give him all the love he will ever need and give it my all to keep him safe, but my little girls will live in my heart forever.  Not a day (or minute) goes by, without thoughts of my wonderful, most precious little girls.  If Chewie ever gets to get a buddy, "she" will be produced by the best breeder I have ever known, coming to me pre-loved and pre-spoilt by the ones who gave my M'ie the most wonderful first 4 months of her life!  Had he had any available, what was meant to be Chloe's buddy would have most definitely come from M'ie's first family.  That is not to say there are not several great breeders out there, but I will guarantee you, you will not find another one like Charles!!!  
I pray that the tragedies we experienced will help to inform people of the dangers that we don't realize until it is too late.  Tragedies that can affect our most precious pet babies as well as our children, in a matter of seconds.
Thank you again for all of your thoughts and prayers.  Please share this with anyone who will listen.  
God's Love and mine,
Donna (and Ron) 
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