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Brutus
Brutus was 10 months old and weighed 1 ½ pounds when he joined our
family 4 years ago. Born the runt of the litter, his life was a
challenge right from the beginning. An illness infected the kennel
where he was born and all his litter mates perished. Brutus was very
ill but somehow he pulled through. He came to us through a friend
whose daughter could not afford to give him the care he so
desperately needed. With the help of our Vet, we nursed him back to
health and he soon blossomed into a three pound ball of fire. |
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Brutus may seem like an odd name for such a delicate little fluff
ball, but he didn’t realize he was so tiny. Once while camping he
started out after two large Rottweillers, dragging his leash and
barking up a storm. Those Rotts weren’t going to get us!!!
Brutus was a major source of entertainment in our home. He got very
excited at meal time, yipping, turning his famous circles and
moonwalking. No peace was to be had until the meal was served. He
was a great watch dog as well, protecting us from such dangerous
perils as the fly swatter, slippers and yes even the dreaded
refrigerator ice machine. He put on a hilarious physical and verbal
“show” any time these menaces were around. He was always so
entertaining and gave us countless hours of fun and laughter.
We took Brutus to his final resting place at our long time favorite
camping spot, where we will all be when our times come. We love you
Brutus and miss you immensely little buddy!!!
Love,
Dad, Mom and Kita
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