Those of you who have been following this blog for years will remember this post from a previous Remembrance Day. For our newer friends, Angel Lexi was – and still is – my heart dog. She was not affectionate with me, but looked to me to be her “agent,” her “chauffeur,” and “enabler” but in a good way. I was thrilled to be all those things. I hope you enjoy this short review of her amazing life.
From puppy hood to adult hood,Lexi’s gifts and joy of life shone through.
She could separate the different roles in her life to behave accordingly. She loved to bring smiles to people of all ages. On stage, which was her favorite place to be,
and at the children’s hospital, her second favorite place.
And sometimes it was just dance time.
We love you always, my precious girl, and honor you for fulfilling your mission in life: to bring joy to others.
Many thanks to Ann at Zoolatry for sharing her lovely badge acknowledging this day.
Chia: Come on, you guys, stop backing away from me.
Shanaya, I know you’re a ninja or blackbelt or something else totally pawsome. But I can run faster than you. Besides, I didn’t come here to hurt anyone. Quite the opposite! Sissie, I had to clear things up between us. I need you to know that I didn’t put that pillow on your head. I’m telling the truth. I would never ever hurt you, at least not on purpose. You’re my sister and, well, uh, it’s hard for me to say, but… I love you. You’re part of my pack, an important part, and well, geez this is hard to say…you’re my sister. Please come home with me.
Xena: *sob and happy wags* I love you too! Let’s go home Chia: You can stop hugging me now.
Back in court…
Xena: Judge Lucy, please don’t put Chia in jail! She’s my sister and I need her. Chia: You can stop hugging me now, Xena. Judge Lucy: Chia, you admitted guilt on deading- or at least attempting to deadie – Ludwig. Even though Ludwig will never be the same, he has sent word that he does not want to see you prosecuted. He understands it’s just in a dog’s nature. Admitting what you did even in the face of consequences was a growth moment in itself for you. There was no proof in attempted stuffie deading of two other stuffies. Xena believes that you love her and didn’t try to hurt her. She thinks she may have twisted around in her sleep and the pillow fell over her face.
Chia: So what’s the bottom line, Judge Judy, er, Lucy?
Judge Lucy: 1. On charges of attempted first degree stuffie deading: guilty and pardoned. 2. On charges of attempted stuffie deading: charges dropped. 3. On charges of attempted murder of your sister: not guilty. Case dismissed. Chia: Let the whole world rejoice! (Well, at least all my friends!)
Peace on earth, good will toward men and dogs and stuffies.
Chia: Xena, we’re home. You can stop hugging me now.
Hi friends, it’s me, Lucy, back again having fun with a picture by Angel Sammy I know I did this last week, but my little sister who owns this blog by inheritance from Angel Lexi – did I get that all right, Xena? Yes? Great. Anyhow she told me to go ahead and take it again this week. The whole thing was a bit scary to her and she was afraid if she let Chia hop in the picture she would tear the whole thing apart. As it was, I’m too big to fit through all that mess, so no picture of any of us will be added this time.
The Lost Meaning of Christmasby Lucy
It seems some folks have more money than sense; At least it’s all held within their own fence. Just think of all the poor peeps they could assist If the meaning of Christmas they hadn’t missed.
Chia: Wow, I coulda had soooo much fun running around in there! Maybe you would of even heard “pop!” “pop” “pop” *whole body wags* Now that woulda really scared Xeboo out of her furs!! Lucy: That does sound like fun, except for the scaring Xena part and the destroying someone’s property part, but I think you’re still missing what Christmas is all about. It’s great that we get presents and special treats. But without the birth of the Christ child, none of that would be happening. Hey, I’ve got an idea. I know it’s the day after Christmas, but why don’t we ask Mom to read us the story about how it all started? You’ve never had a chance to go to church to learn these things like me and Xena have, and Angel Lexi before us. Chia: A story? OK!
Xena: Thanks, Lucy, for handling that and for the meaningful, if short, poem. We all want to say how thankful we are for the many good friends we have in Blogville. We rejoice when you rejoice and cry when you cry. That’s what friends do, right? Hoping everyone had a wonderful Christmas, or Chanukah for our Jewish friends.
And, as always I’m thankful for Angel Brian, who does such a great job at hosting Thankful Thursday.
Xena: Well, as we mentioned on Christmas Card Day, Mommy was a bit late sending our card off to get printed. Then it took 87 days to get here. And by then Mommy was deep into the flu. So only the cards to the immediate family got sent, and then barely!
We all hate that you aren’t going to get our paper card, but we wanted to be sure you know that this one that we posted on Christmas Card Day is for you. So print it or save it or just enjoy it here.
Merry Christmas, with lots of love from all of us pups and Mom Amy and Dad Jeff!
Lucy, outside of the courthouse: Has there been any progress in determining the whereabouts of the defendant?
Larry the Lemur: Yes, Your Honor, er, Lucy. She was spotted making a getaway in a helicopter. We have some footage of it. Here it is on my cell phone.
We tracked the chopper as far as the Azores Archipelago, which sits in the Atlantic Ocean approximately halfway between the U.S. and Germany.
Lucy: You don’t mean Chia is headed to… Larry: Yes, it does seem that she knows where her sister went under the witness protection plan. Uh, Lucy? Would you please go ahead and carry me back home now? You know I don’t walk so well anymore. Not since Chia…well…never mind.
meanwhile, in Bavaria..
Xexe: Gee, Shanaya, thanks for letting me sleep here at your apartment. These sleeping cubicles are so cozy with the heat lamp on during these cold nights.
Shanaya: Of course, Xexe, you can stay as long as you need to. Let’s try to get some shut-eye now.
a few minutes later…
Shanaya: Xexe, is that you snoring? You woke me up. Xexe: No, I don’t snore. Only Chia snores. *eyes open wide*
Xexe *whispering*: What the double hockey sticks is she doing here? How’d she find me? Shanaya *whispering*: I wish I knew. You go back to bed and I’ll stand guard. Xexe *whispering*: What if she wakes up? She might tear you to bits. Shanaya *whispering*: Don’t worry about me. I have a blackbelt in jujitsu. Xexe: *shakes head, wondering how a belt that is black and soaking in a fruit juice drink can help. Or is that the Bavarian way of swearing…* Chia: *yawn* You know I can hear you two whispering. Xexe and Shanaya: *gasp*
Lucy: I’m thankful for Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the fun picture every week. I hope no one is upset that I added one little detail to the picture – do you see it? Now for my poem.
Double Jeopardy by Lucy
The workers drove a jeep of blue, Climbing the cliffs of Timbuktu. To build a house upon the top Despite the precarious drop.
Then suddenly there did appear A huge creature with lots of hair, Blocking the path they must traverse; They feared returning in a hearse.
Slowly they did back away While hoping Sasquatch there would stay. ‘T’was not a place a home to build Unless you were in a Big Foot guild!
Wow, I sure hope my Mom and Dad never decide to do something like that. I’ll have to say, “Just leave me here!”
Chia: I was very sad when Miss Jentry went home on Sunday evening. I curled up in bed with Bro Andrew and cried for a while. But I’m thankful she’s coming back this Sunday…maybe even sooner!
Xena: I’m thankful that our twice a year vet visit to have blood drawn for our DNA heartworm test is done. I don’t like going to the vet. I hide under the chair. Chia: Hey Xeboo, didn’t you hear what happened? Mom set the vials of blood with the cold pack on top of the car before she helped us back into the car, then she drove away. She didn’t realize what she’d done until we got to FedEx and she couldn’t find the blood they stole from us. Dad’s taking us back again today for “another stick.” Xena: Noooo!! *shaking and hiding under the kitchen chair*
Lucy: I hope all our friends have a good Thursday and no one tries to steal your blood.
Chia: Hey Miss Jentry, I’m so waggin’ glad you came over to stay with us last night. I like snuggling up with you to sleep. And all that food you cooked today smelled so yummy! *whole body wags*
Miss Jentry: I love you too, Chia, and I know what you’re trying to do. But your Mom said not to give you any of it.
Chia: Well, in that case, I’m gonna go with my Dad. After all, I wanna show off my pretty new nail polish!
Chia: Dad’s going to play his horn with the big band at a private party. They’ll think I’m so cute they’ll let me in, and I know how to dance, you know. I learned freestyle dancing from Mom and Xena.
Hey Dad, you look really nice. So do I. Miss Jentry gave me a bath and painted my nails like candy canes. I wanna go to the dance with you. *whole body wags* I’m ready to go! Let’s go! Let’s go!
Dad Jeff: Uh, Amy, did you tell Chia she could go with me? She’s even got her harness on to go.
Mom Amy: Nope. It was all her idea. Good luck dissuading her.
Lucy, Ace Reporter here with a special video to show you today. One of our shih tzu clients – Millie – had a special birthday. She sent us a video of her dancing while her Mom sang Happy Birthday, and we want to share it with you, dear reader.
Xena: We’re finally back with a working ‘puter. And we’re not letting Mommy set her coffee cup anywhere near her ‘puter anymore! As always, we give our thanks to Angel Brian who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the fun picture every week. I saw all that yummy milk and hopped right in to help lick it up.
Don’t Cry over Spilled Milkby Xena
Janie had just gotten her milk from the table When she tripped o’er her own feet and wasn’t able To keep it from spilling all over the floor. That was the last of it, there was not any more.
Janie, Liz, Dell and Belle all began to cry; The cats rubbed her legs and meowed loud and high. Her schnauzer said, Stop! Let’s clean the floor Don’t cry over spilt milk, there will always be more.
Now it’s time for thankfuls. I’m thankful I get to cuddle up under the covers with my Mommy every night. Sometimes I get too hot and crawl out from under blankets. Then, when I get cold and start to shiver, it wakes Mommy up and she pulls me close under the blankets and holds me until we fall asleep again.
Lucy: Since I don’t sleep under the covers, I’m thankful that Mom puts my sweater on me to keep me warm at the foot of the bed. Although I often creep up along her leg to touch her and Dad while I sleep
Chia: Seems like we’ve got a theme going on here. OK, so I’m thankful that I’m the best cover diver in the house and sleep anywhere I can get to under the covers. Lots of times, though, it’s right in between Dad and Mom’s legs.
That’s it for today. Have a good end of the week and weekend and we’ll see all y’all soon! Xena Schnauzer Warrior Cuddle Princess and my pack
Hi folks! Mom almost forgot, but she finally has time (and her laptop back) to help us with our Christmas card! We were a bit late sending it off to be printed, but we can still participate in today’s Christmas Card sharing over our blogs. Here it is!
Judge Lucy: Since we do not have a state or local prosecutor, I will show the next piece of evidence. Chia, you were caught on video attacking and deading Ludwig. President Larry Lemur, please show us the videos.
President Larry Lemur: Your Honor Lucy and animals and stuffies of the court, do any of you dispute that the dog in this video is our defendant, Chia? If so, speak or woof now. *prolonged silence* I believe you can clearly see what Chia was doing when she thought she was not being watched.
Next is the video of when she realized she had been filmed during her crime against a stuffie, and this is where she tried to cover it up by stating that she had found Ludwig torn apart like this, with his stuffing hanging out.
Judge Lucy: Defendant Chia, I will give you one more chance to try to redeem yourself by entering a different plea.
Chia: But, but…I thought no one saw and then it wouldn’t count. And hey! You said this is a mock trial!! What about that!
Judge Lucy: Yes, we had set it up that way until the hard evidence of these two videos appeared in my email from an anonymous source.
meanwhile…
Xexe in Hospital Room in Bavaria: I’ll be right here with you, Ludwig. I’m going to try to get a little shut-eye in this chair the kind nurse had brought in for me, but just say my name – either of my names – and I’ll help you with whatever you need.
Ludwig: You are still my love, XeXe or Xena or whatever lovely moniker you wish for me to call you. After all, a rose by any other name is still a rose, and you, my Xena Schnauzer, by any other name, are still my love. Your beautiful face is always in my heart and will live in my soul forever, and…
Xexe: *snore*
*back at the courtroom*
Chia: Dogs and Stuffies of the jury! Yes! Yes! I deadied the stuffie!! It was me! I had fun doing it and I will do it again! It’s. Just. A. Stuffie!!
*Stunned silence while Chia turns and runs out of the courtroom.*
Judge Lucy: Shania, please present the picture. Shania: Yes, Your Honor Lucy. This picture was taken after I had finished the life-saving surgery on Herr Ludwig. He lost a lot of stuffing, but in the end, he survived.
Judge Lucy: Please give your credentials for doing this kind of medicine. Shania: I studied wartime surgery in my homeland of Germany – in Bavaria, to be more specific – the same state from which Ludwig hails. Besides both being schnauzers, that’s why we were such good friends. We often went out for a non-alcohol beer together. When he was in such bad shape it made me faint from worry that he wouldn’t make it. However, I roused myself in time to perform the necessary repair surgery to keep him alive.
Chia: Where is he now? Did he talk? I thought for sure…well, never mind. *hangs head*
Shania: He’s was air-lifted to a specialty facility for seriously injured stuffied. We’re all still praying he makes it.
Meanwhile in Bavaria…
Shania’s Identical Twin Sister Shanaya: How are you feeling, Ludwig? Xexe and I will take turns staying here with you while you begin to recover. Ludwig: I’m very tired, Fräulein Shanaya . I lost a lot of stuffing. But I think I’ll be OK.
Xexe: Miss Nurse, when can Ludwig go home with me? Don’t misunderstand…I have my pajamas on and am prepared to spend the night with him here. Or as long as it takes. I’m in a witness protection plan and am living with Fräulein Shanaya here in Bavaria. My real name’s Xena, but now I’m going by an alias, Xexe. Shanaya: Xexe, I don’t think you’re supposed to tell anyone that…
Back to the trial…
Chia: I don’t understand. But what about the funeral?!
Shania: When I realized that Herr Ludwig was – most likely – going to recover – with the proper help, that is – President Larry Lemur and I discussed how this should be handled. Ludwig was still too injured to talk and stayed in a stuffie coma for a few days. In the meantime, we staged his funeral, hoping the dog who had performed this heinous crime would come forward, or in some way be identified. But she didn’t. So that’s when we went to Lucy, asking her to hold a mock trial.
Xena: Thanks to The Cat on My Head for hosting Sunday selfies. Since Sawyer asked so nicely for everyone to join in, we took a vote and…
Chia: We did NOT vote. Why do you always have to say that?
Xena: Lucy and I voted without you. Anyhoo, as I was saying, we decided to give this Sunday to our dear Riley, who crossed the Bridge last Wednesday. We also want to thank Miss Ann from Zoolatry for making the picture even prettier.
Xena: I wanted to help post some pictures of the brother we were all thankful to have.
Yes, were. Riley crossed the Rainbow Bridge the day before Thanksgiving. It’s been a sad few days, and we really hate to see our brother Andrew so sad. But, as it had to be, it was him who finally made the decision, and we could all see that Riley was ready. Poor Ri-boy was in a lot of pain with no hope of it getting better, so Andrew did the loving thing.
Miss Ingrid, who has Benji and Dalton, made us this beautiful momento picture.
Here are pictures Mommy has taken of Riley throughout the years. She says to please be sure to read the captions in the pictures.
Riley’s first day with us. He was 6 months old.A smiling Riley at a fun daycare facility when he was very young.Riley knew he wasn’t allowed to do anything bad to Lexi, and he resented her enforcing her dominant nature. But she did like to take a “Golden Shower” when they walked together.“This is the piece I want, Dad.” In September of 2016 Riley joined his blogging friends in eating pizza in memory of Lexi.“Lucy, will you be my Valentine?” In 2017 Lucy joined the pack, and she and Riley became fast friends.Playing chase with Lucy at the dog park.Riley and LucyRiley spent time up at Rock City during Rocktoberfest with His Person Andrew.During the year that our schnauzer nephew Piper lived here, Riley became very fond of him and cuddled him.Riley and Lucy at Rocktoberfest, still BFF’s.Riley deadied every stuffie in the house until he got Rainey Reindeer. He loved Rainey and often slept with him.Riley and Xena were never friends. He resented another schnauzer coming into the household, and she could feel it. One day Xena “occupied” Riley’s bed and held his Rainey “hostage”. He responded by a complete “takeover of her bed.”Chia brought new life into the house. Riley never minded her forceful ways of playing with him.Riley let Chia think she was winning tug o’ war (for a short time.)Chia tentatively slid down from the top of the couch onto Riley’s back, arranged her blanket, and fell asleep. He didn’t mind.Riley’s next stuffie was Racko, and he loved it like he did Rainey.He still liked his treats, even when he had to “hunt” for them in the puzzles.A more challenging puzzle.What Riley loved most in this world, above all things, his entire life, was children. And Andrew, his heart person.
You will leave a big hole in our hearts and our home, sweet Riley. We love you, now and forever.
Today, appropriately enough, it’s Thankful Thursday on Thanksgiving Day. Through many tears, we all give thanks for our big, sweet boy, who left us yesterday for the Bridge. The last two days he gave us clear signs that he was ready…ready to be free of pain; ready to breathe easily again; ready to give up the trials of this life and wait for His Person Andrew on the Other Side.
At the only “vet place” he ever liked going, he ate Hershey’s Kisses as the kind tech fed them to him, a sweet treat that had always been forbidden. But now it couldn’t hurt him. His Person Andrew, Jentry, and I sat on the floor with him, gently stroking him, reminding him of the fun parts of his life, and going through a box of kleenex as we said our goodbyes and fed him more chocolate.
The vet came in and administered a sedative through the catheter that had just been placed in his leg. While holding back tears herself, she listened to our stories about Riley. She shared that every time she had to do this, she also cried after she got home. Then the final injection went into the catheter and he slipped peacefully away.
Tomorrow I will post a memorial of pictures of our big, sweet boy, whose greatest loves in his life were always Andrew and little children.
R.I.P sweet Riley. You will live forever in our hearts and minds.
Xena: Mommy, I’ve been telling Lucy the strange things that happened the day our dear Ludwig died.
Me and Chia were laying in bed early in the morning.
Daddy had gotten up not long before and had left his bipap mask on his pillow. He jokingly laid Mommy’s pillow on my back before he went downstairs to get cleaned up. I left it there because it kept me warm. I was cozy and nodded off.
I had a bad dream about Ludwig being with other girls. It was like I was reliving the blog post I did about him a few years ago.
When I woke up, I was on my back and the whole pillow was trying to suffocate me.
I struggled, trying to not panic, and when I finally got it off, I realized that Chia wasn’t there any more. I’m not sure what happened.
Then, if that wasn’t strange enough, when I jumped out of bed, two of Chia’s stuffies were right there. They looked like they had been knocked out…or suffocated! And why was my little pillow from my red bed on the floor?
Do you think someone was trying to murder me? Like they murdered Ludwig? *shudder* I think I might need police protection round the clock. Lucy: The police will take you to a motel or somewhere to live or sometimes set up a whole new identity for you – new name, new pawrents, new address – and have you live in another city without any of us. You’d be safe then. Xena: Oh no, no! I couldn’t leave my Mommy! I’ll just stay real close to her. She always protects me. Chia: *scoffs* Like you don’t do that now. And “Mommy” can’t be with you ’round the clock. Xena: Mommy, where are we going together today?
Xena: I can’t believe Ludwig passed over. Thank you, Shania, for telling me his final words, that he still loves me. *wipes eyes* Ludwig was a wonderful stuffie, and I loved him too. Who would ever hurt that sweet German boy from Cleveland, OH!? Shania: He was about to tell me who did this to him when I fainted. Then, when I woke up, he had just passed over the Stuffie Rainbow Bridge.
In the meantime…
Brownie Bear: Why is Ludwig in a shroud? Shania the Schnauzer: His wounds were too grievous to look at. Chip the Chipmunk: Ludwig was always good to me. He never chased me like schnauzers are prone to do. Larry the Lemur: As the unanimously voted leader of this pack, I wish to say a few words. Ludwig was always his own dog. He travelled extensively, was always kind to all of us, and loved Xena without hesitation. He will be greatly missed. JenJen Bear: I never said anything, but I will confess now, and hope that Ludwig can hear me on the other side of the Bridge: I loved you, Ludwig, and would have been your wife. But you never had eyes for anyone but Xena. That was OK, I just wanted you to be happy. Prayer Bear: Unless someone else has something to say, let’s bow our heads in prayer.
Xena: Mommy, I heard that my friend Ludwig got hurt real bad. Is it true? It is? Is he going to be OK? No! He can’t be hurt that badly! He’s too young to cross the Stuffie Rainbow Bridge! I sure hope he makes it despite the odds.
I still remember the first time I saw him, when I was still just six months old. I was at St. Luke’s Methodist Church, helping you in the office. We even posted a blog about it.
And remember that St. Patrick’s Day he got me drunk (I just smelled it, but it made me tipsy) and kissed me? He could be a scoundrel, but a loveable one! Yep, we did a blog post on that, too.
Meanwhile….
Shania: Ludwig, I came to sit with you for a while. How are you feeling?
Ludwig: Not so good, Shania. I think this may be the end of the road for me. Please tell Xena I still love her.
I will, Ludwig. I promise. But how did this happen? Who did this to you? Let me see your wounds. (WARNING: NOT FOR SENSITIVE VIEWERS)
Xena: Thanks to Angel Brian who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the fun picture every week.
This week I promised Teddy, brother to Angel Sammy, that I would make sure there was a super good poem for this picture so I decided to do it myself instead of letting one of my siblings take it on. I hope they understand, but it’s probably my turn anyhow! I decided not to jump into the picture. I really don’t want to be stuck in a lion’s den with a big boy lion!!
The Lion of Peace by Xena
The children all flock, the lion to see, No one afraid nor in terror do flee. Like lambs in the Good Book lay down with the lion In peace, as it says in Revelation.
Some day soon we hope the hatred will end; That people of all nations will be friends; That race, sex and creed will not keep them apart. Befriending the lion is a great start!
Xena: We pray for peace in our own nation, with acceptance of everyone’s differences. None of us pups are the same breed or color, but we are sisters and we accept each other and love each other. (Chia still has a few manners to learn…but she’s getting there.) And we think everyone should be able to make decisions about their own body. For instance, I should be able to say, “No, I don’t want groomed. I like my hair long. And don’t bathe me, either.” Right?
Chia: That’s right, and we should be able to say, “Give me all the food I want. It’s up to me to decide if I eat so much I get fat or throw up or whatever.” Right?
Lucy: Girls, I’m thankful that Mom just tries to keep us healthy and happy, like people do for their children. But you’re right, Xena. I also think that the adult people could try harder to get along and be allowed to make their own decisions about themselves. I know this isn’t the official Day of Peace in the world, but maybe we could all try harder to live with that value every day. Xena: Happy unofficial Day of Peace, everyone!
Hey y’all, it’s me, Chia. Spoiler Alert: I’m OK. Dad was holding me. Speaking of which, why can’t Xena just give up and get down. I squished her against the chair arm as hard as I could and she still wouldn’t budge. Not only that, but Dad was watching TV and not paying attention to me. Sometimes I wonder if it’s worth what all I have to go through to make it a special time just between the two of us.
Hey Dad, make her get down so we can have our special time together.
Anyhow, Xena finally got down and I got situated better. That’s when Mom saw a crusty lump under my right arm. She got really upset and then she saw the same “crusty lump” on the top of my back left foot.
Arrow pointing at lump under my arm.
The next morning (Tuesday) she called the vet and made an appointment for Thursday (their next available appointment). So here’s the good news. The vet right away said it wasn’t cancer. She thought it was a bacterial infection from the germs in my mouth when I would lick those spots. But why was I licking them? (I won’t tell.) Or she thought it might be a fungal infection like ringworm. So off go the room lights and on comes this special light that makes fungus glow in the dark. Guess what glowed in the dark…no, not my lumps….my nail polish, BOL! That sure got everyone laughing. I like laughing, it’s a happy sound. Now I’m supposed to be taking an antibiotic type pill every day but instead I’m just getting an extra treat of almond butter that no one else gets. Wow, this sure worked out OK! The only part of it I don’t like is Mom spraying this liquid stuff on those places. It’s got an antibacterial and a topical steroid in it. But I don’t like it. In fact, I hate the taste of it, so I have refused to lick those spots to help them heal. That oughta teach ’em!! Now the hair has started growing back and the lumps are getting smaller. Guess I’m gonna live.
I’m kinda worn out, so I’m calling it a night. Sweet dreams, friends. Your buddy, Chia
I'm Dalton, a Rat terrier mix and I came here in Sept, 2017, I was rescued from Hurricane Harvey. My birthday is 8-20-2016. My Gotcha Day is 8-27-2017. And I am Benji, a terrier mix of unknown origin. MY Birthday is June 6, 2018, and my Gotcha Day is Dec 28, 2018. I also was a rescue from a different part of Texas. We also have Angel MrJackFreckles, (2-5-2018); and also we have Angel Minko, (6-18-2017); and Angel Pipo, (11-3-2020);There are also Angels Groucho, Simba, Suki, & Toki. We meezers used to be known as WeBeesSiameezers. We'e all from Michigan, Dalton and Benji both came here from Texas, as rescues..