Our beloved Chu Chu has joined his friends
at the Rainbow Bridge. Please click on the
November 15, 1997 - May 15, 2007
In Chu Chu's memory we will keep this page so that he
can tell his story. We will always miss our Chu Chu and keep
him in our hearts
I thought I would start by telling you that I feel very lucky to be in this family of mine. When I first came to live with Tasha and Mommy and Pa Pa I was very frightened and didn't know if I would be able to stay. The first time I met Mommy and Pa Pa they came to get me at a house with lots of other dogs. Most of them were larger than me but I didn't care because they were all my friends. At that time, the lady that took care of me named me Joey. Mommy says she will never forget that because it was given to me out of love from this kind lady that worked with Shih Tzu Lap Dog Rescue. I guess they had to call me something to give me an identity and make me feel like I belonged. When I got into this big white car to go home with Mommy and Pa Pa, I wasn't sure where I was going. It was a long ride but I felt safe laying in between Mommy and Pa Pa in the car. When we got to my new home I met Tasha. It was fun being with someone my own size. Tasha seemed happy to have me for a new friend.
This is a picture of the first time Tasha and I met. Someone told Mommy and Pa Pa that we should be introduced outside instead of bringing me right into Tasha's home. I guess it worked because as you can see my tongue is hanging out from running and playing with Tasha all over the grass at my new home. Boy, did we have fun!
Here I am getting ready to chew on my bone that Pa Pa bought me. Tasha always gets one too--but she always wants mine. She says it taste better. Pa Pa is always buying us presents. Boy, do we have him wrapped around our paw.
Here are a couple of poems that a friend of my Mommy's showed her and they kind of fit me, so here goes:
Once I was a lonely dog, just looking for a home.
I had no place to go, no one to call my own.
I wandered up and down the streets, in rain in heat and snow.
I ate what ever I could find, I was always on the go.
My skin would itch, my feet were sore, my body ached with pain.
And no one stopped to give a pat or gently say my name.
I never saw a loving glance,
I was always on the run.
For people thought that hurting me, was really lots of fun.
And then one day I heard a voice so gentle, kind and sweet,
And arms so soft reached down to me and took me off my feet.
"No one again will hurt you" was whispered in my ear, "You'll have a home to call your own, where you will know no fear"
"You will be dry, you will be warm, you'll have enough to eat, and rest assured that when you sleep, your dreams will all be sweet".
I was afraid I must admit, I've lived so long in fear.
I can't remember when I let a human come so near.
And as she tended to my wounds, and bathed and brushed my fur
She told me bout the rescue group, and what it meant to her.
She said, "We are a circle, a line that never ends"
And in the center there is you, protected by new friends"
"And all around you are, the ones that check the pounds,
And those that share their home, after you've been found".
"And all the other folk are searching near and far, to find the perfect home for you, where you can be a star".
She said, "There is a family, that's waiting patiently,
And pretty soon we'll find them, just you wait and see".
"And then they'll join our circle, they'll help to make it grow,
so there'll be room for more like you, who have no place to go"
I waited very patiently, the days they came and went.
Today's the day I thought, my family will be sent.
Then just when I began to think, it wasn't meant to be,
There were people standing there, just gazing down at me.
I knew them in a heart beat, I could tell they felt it too.
They said, "We have been waiting, for a special dog like you"
Now every night I say a prayer, to all the Gods that be,
"Thank you for the life I live and all you've given me.
But most of all protect the dogs, in the pound and on the street, And send a Rescue Person, to lift them off their feet"
written by: Arlene Pace
Bless the house I live in Lord, the one that I call home, the people here who really care, a family all my own.
Bless the little children, who snuggle me to sleep, their gentle eyes so sweet and wise, that laugh and sometimes weep.
Bless the mistress of this home, a wife and loving mother She always brings me doggie bags, to me, there is no other.
Bless the master, good and kind, he calls me his best friend But, Oh, the names they give us Lord!, "Killer?" "Boom Boom?" "Ben?"
No one will ever know, how I stopped to catch my breath, The day they saw me at the pound, as I faced certain death.
I love my little family; they're all the world to me. You'd have to be a dog to know, how lucky I am me.
A faithful dog will play with you, and laugh with you- or cry. He'll gladly starve to stay with you, and never reason why.
And when you're feeling out of sorts, somehow he'll understand He'll watch you with those shining eyes, and try to lick your hand.
His blind, implicit faith in you, is matched only by his love - The kind that all of us should have, in the Spirit up above.
When everything is said and done, it isn't really odd - Because when you spell "dog" backwards, you find the name of God.
"SHIHTZU4U AWARD OF THE MONTH"
I really enjoyed telling you about myself and hope you enjoyed your visit. Please come back and visit again. There will be more added to this page as soon as Mommy and Pa Pa take some more pictures. Please visit the page of my "cousin" Alice Joyce who is a "wanna be Shih Tzu". She really has a story to tell.