Django
Django came to our house as a rescue baby.He was going to have friends right away, I already had Kennedy and Bebe, and they hit it off wonderfully. Django was the more laid back of the bunch and loved to play with toysand other objects, later we found that he had a unique taste for other objects. (Undies) I took him to Charla’s Cuddly Cuts for the first time and told them to do whatever they wanted to do with his crazy hair. They called me and told me that his personality was to leave a mohawk all the way down his back, so they did and I loved it and that is how he remained. They did all sorts of things with his mohawk. They colored his Mohawk purple,blue and then red, when he was red they were taking him to a convention to be a flying monkey for a Wizard of Oz creative competition. Everyone loved him and his unique face and awesome style. The first night we were in Dallas, sometime in themiddle of the night Django found one of Amanda’s socks and chewed a hole in it and then placed the evidence in Dombie’s purse,she was the wicked witch at the show that year and he was her flying monkey. He had many quirks that we all loved and adored. You could say Django had two families- his
rescue family and his grooming famiy. Everyone loved to see his smiling big poufy lips and adorable face everywhere we went. He was always a hit. We didn’t really know about Django’s past, but I knew his future WOULD BE MY HONOR the minute I saw him. When someone you love passes over the rainbow bridge you never quite get over it, you just slowly learn how to go on without them. I WILL always keep HIS MEMORY tucked safely in MY heart