Maria

Text Box: the Ladies Text Box: We believe in the Rainbow Bridge, and know someday we'll meet her there, snowy white and playing, with her little head bobbing "Hello".

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Maria
She was a beautiful little girl from Rita's 2007 litter. Only 4.4 oz. when she was born, it was a miracle she survived. She was such a fighter; how could we not give her a chance?

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Text Box: Text Box: For five months we shared her joy
of life and silly little ear nibbles.

W laughed at the way she teased
us to play with her, then tossed
her head and ran away
when we called her to us.

We laughed a lot while she was with us.

Text Box: Peter would just get settled in a nice shady patch of grass for a nap when she'd pounce. Putting up with her needle-sharp puppy teeth for weeks without ever growling, he was always kind and willing to play, and probably deserves to be called "Saint" Peter for his tolerance. Text Box: 'Bye for now, Maria Text Box: Maria loved to zoom around, especially if she could make her ears fly out in the wind. Then she'd crash to a stop, pose, and look over at us as if to say, "What are you lookin' at? The next second she'd be off again. Text Box:
Maria’s Poem
Like an angel fallen from the sky,
Or a birdie from her nest,
She landed in our hearts and lives,
A wondrous little pest.
A life well-lived, no wondering why
Her short life was for the best,
Why God would call her to his side...
For such a small time we were blessed. Text Box: Text Box: Following Momma around always ended with something interesting to sniff, chew up, carry around, or roll in. Text Box: She was always at full speed and didn't have a clue that she wasn't as big as all the other puppies in her litter.