Z-Bull Bandit's White Velvet
        a dog of extraordinary style....

        6/20/92 - 3/13/03

         


                                  Photo: Rishell's Shutter Bugs

        My best pal was Santo, my Auntie Carolyn's
        dog.  Join us in a look back at my life.

        At just a few hours old, I was already displaying my "kiss the ring" pose.

        I knew they'd love this look.       

         

        When I was just a few days old, my brothers and I got sick with a virus and nearly died.  My hero was my  co-breeder Maxine Murdock, a bit of a tenacious bulldog herself.  She helped us all live!  

        Finally food!  By four weeks I was ready to eat on my own.  Where 
        had food been all my life?

        Of course Auntie Maxine's hand 
        was much more tasty.  Did I invent 
        biting the hand that feeds you?

        Perfecting my come-hither look.  
        I wasn't a roly poly puppy, but
        I made up for it later on.

            
                             The puppy who came gift wrapped!


            At seven weeks,  I tried a new ear style.

         


                     At seven months I learned to pose.

         


        When I was a puppy, lots of people told
         my mom to place me in a pet home.  
        She told them I was already in one. 


        At the age of 10, beauty sleep became 
        more important than ever.   And 
        mom's bed was the most comfortable.

         

         


        Santo and I loved snow!!!

         


        Every Christmas they dressed us up.
        How come he got to be the angel?

         


        This was my kitty, Cameo.  She
        was waiting for me at the Bridge.

         


        I'd go anywhere for food.  But you have 
        to watch out for that first step down...

         


        My sole concession to age... my ramp.
        It helped me stick the landing.

         

        		  I used to hang out with the Bridge Kids.  It was very peaceful and I could be with my daddy.

         


        And now, it's time for me to go...
         

         

        If Logan was my heart, Phoebe was surely my soul.
         
        On March 13, 2003, Phoebe joined her daddy at
        Rainbow Bridge.  They filled my life with the greatest joy.

        Logan and Phoebe.... the blessings of my life.