It breaks my heart to have to add two more of my beloved puppies to this page that seems to be growing way too big. Polly Anne and Pierre belonged to Rocky and Mocha. Due to a bad decision on our vet's part, we lost 4 out of 5 puppies in this litter. Polly Anne lived 5 days, and our little Pierre fought to make it 12 days. As a breeder I know and bear witness to the miracle of birth and new life many times over. But along with that great miracle, I also am vulnerable to the terrible grief that comes with the death of one of our babies. No matter what the reason or how many times it happens, I will never understand why. Why my little Pierre fought for 12 days, just for death to come now and steal him from me, as I sit here helpless, not able to do anything to save him. As I watch him sit here and take his last breath, my heart is breaking. I feel like I am drowning in grief. My angels, my babies. I am so sorry that I wasn't able to protect you, that I could not do more to keep you here with me. My little ones, how I hurt for you. Take comfort in knowing that you were so special, and when you leave you take a littl piece of me with you. Sleep now my angels, and one day we'll meet again. Take care of each other. I love you so.