Thursday, October 4, 2018


 Chief belonged to a friend of mine.   I met her when she adopted one of our puppies several years ago.
 Chief and his brother, Captain, were her first Pekes.
 They taught their mom all about Pekes.   Captain passed away at 12 from congestive heart failure. 
 Chief didn't wait long to have a new friend.  His mom and dad added four others to their family.
 Chief was a Peke who could find any mud hole and be okay playing in it. 
 "Who me?"
 "Can you add some mud here?"
 He used to love playing with toys, but as he got older, he would rather rest.
 Every Christmas, he would claim every present under the tree-- they all became his!
 He loved resting on the fireplace hearth and later, he would jump on anything that was higher to take a nap on it. 
Chief was almost 16 and his quality of life was not there anymore.  It doesn't make it any easier when we have to say good bye though.  Chief, you were so loved-- run free now, sweet boy. 

1 comment:

lady jicky said...

I am so sorry I am late to comment but what a beautiful Peke Chief was and you must miss him so .