One year ago today, Lee and I came home from brunch to find our dear PeeWee was gone. He seemed perfectly fine when we all got up. But being the gentleman that he was, he went quickly and peacefully while we were gone.
PeeWee was the baby of the Pug Family. He was seven when we adopted him along with his mother Cassie and father Bruno. PeeWee was a funny name for the sweet boy, because he was anything but small! He was such a peaceful boy and loved nothing more than sitting on a lap or even just sitting at our feet while gazing lovingly at us.
We believe Phoebe sent us PeeWee, and PeeWee sent us SugarRay, and we will be forever grateful for that.