06/19/2026
After losing my baby boy of 19 years, a part of my heart left with him. The pain was so overwhelming that I made a promise to myself I would never have another Pekingese. I couldn't imagine opening my heart again, only to face that kind of loss.
But then, somehow, I found him again.
Not the same dog, of course, because no one could ever replace him. Yet in the sweet little faces, the silly personalities, the unconditional love, and the way they somehow know exactly when you need them most, I found pieces of him.
What started as a mission to find him again turned into healing. These little dogs brought joy back into places I thought would always hurt. They reminded me that love doesn't end when we lose someone but that it grows, changes, and finds its way back to us.
And that's how my journey with Pekingese began all over again. ❤️🐾 I only breed my personal dogs. I'm so obsessed with my dogs. I want everyone to know the love of a Pekingese.
