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September 19, 2007--September 5, 2011  Crowns Ain't Misbehavin' ("Sirro") was a littermate to Jazz with a totally different look. He had the structure of his sire, KC, with a head type that shows some of KC's features and some of his dam's features, Maja. He has KC's thickness of coat but Maja's coloring with a deeper red to it. But there is no doubt he was a KC son with his silly sense of humor and good nature. He was a handsome boy who always keeps us laughing with his silly ways. He left us far too soon and we miss him daily.
We can't do a web page about our Finkies without a page for two of our dearly loved, departed pets who profoundly affected our lives.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor;
those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we
remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are
happy and content, except for one small thing: they each miss someone very
special, someone who was left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops
and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; his eager body begins
to quiver. Suddenly, he breaks from the group, flying over the green grass,
faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special
friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted
again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the
beloved head, and you look once more into those trusting eyes, so long gone
from your life, but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together...
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It is with overwhelming sadness that we add a Finnish Spitz bred here to this page. Crowns Punaukea Viekas Leevi, a beautiful boy with a special personality, was killed when he was brutally attacked at a doggy daycare facility by another dog when they were left unsupervised in the yard. Leevi was loved and adored by Jeanne and Gil Pacheco, who were shining examples of responsible dog ownership, always considering what was best for Leevi first. He made his national debut at the 2004 national specialy, and it was clear he was the dog having the most fun in the ring. His fun-loviong nature and self-confidence were no doubt due to the lavish attention he received from Jeanie and Gil. He was just 19 months old at the time of this tragic incident. Our hearts, thoughts and prayers are with Jeanie and Gil as they try to cope with the loss of their beloved boy. Run freely, sweet Leevi. We will miss you. 
Mickey, our traditional black cat, came to us at the age of 9 months after his humans abandoned him when they moved. Mickey was a loving boy who ensured I did not follow the practice of letting Shelby cry when she was a baby. At the first peep from her, he would come to me and howl at the top of his lungs until I picked her up. He guarded her as a baby and allowed her to maul him to no end when she could move on her own. I learned from him the sheer joy of falling asleep at night with a cat purring in my ear. At the age of nine years, Mickey developed a rare form of cancer. He fought through chemotherapy and radiation treatment for three months but the cancer was simply too aggressive. He left for Rainbow Bridge in August of 1998 and we still miss him, but take comfort knowing he is waiting for us.
Our Hannah was a rescue lab who joined us at the age of four years after she was found wandering in the woods of northern Minnesota. A very well trained dog when she came to us, she quickly grew very spoiled as a result of her loving ways. A mother in her soul, Hannah was the ideal family dog for my young daughter and her friends. In the six years we were fortunate enough to have her with us, we never heard her growl except on one occasion when she thought someone was playing too roughly with Shelby. She routinely tolerated being dressed up by the kids and always comforted them after scrapes or falls. 
When Cisco joined our family, Hannah transferred her wonderful skills to making sure Cisco felt at home. For her first four months with us, Hannah was Cisco's favorite teething toy. We were all devastated when a tumor on her spine that was unresponsive to treatment left her paralyzed. Hannah left for Rainbow Bridge in March of 1999 and we still think of her daily. We frequently imagine we can see these beloved pets waiting for us in the clouds. 