Sweet-P left us to live in Illinois with loving people who lost one of her children, Rudy, to bone cancer (osteosarcoma) around his age of a mere 18 months.

Alas, we are saddened to report that Sweet-P passed away just before Christmas of 2005 . . . she will be missed by all.

As a puppy Sweet-P was a failure to thrive baby, gaining not even a fraction of an ounce during the first two weeks of her life . . . her littermates growing HUGE in contrast to her. She nursed from her mom, and from bottles, but somehow did not seem to utilize those calories into weight gain/growth. In spite of this, she remained strong and alert . . . then came the magic day when the scale actually moved a half ounce, with weight recorded daily thereafter.

Needless to say, she was spoiled rotten, and you'd never know to look at her as an adult that she had any infancy problem! She's was quite "the looker" and I often wished I'd had spare change to show her to her daddy's credit . . . although Sweet-P endeared herself as "the champ" of her new household.

Sweet-P with her new "baby", Buddy, also her grandson.

Sweet-P watching over the grand- kids with her new owner, Joan.

Sweet-P and Buddy resting before their car ride home.