CH KC's Lil Joevee Too

DNA Profile # V198139
CERF# BTR-1243/2003-42
OFA Patellas BTR-PA207/48M/P-P1
BAER Normal both ears

"Joevee" was not only our first Boston Terrier show dog and our foundation for our lines but he was my heart dog.

We lost him in 2005 to a freak accident. Somehow, Joevee was poisoned. His blood work came back positive for Warfrin poisioning.

We are devestated over this loss! I can never put into words just how very special this boy was to me and everyone that met him. He was and will always be the "love of my life".

Joevee sired some wonderful Bostons for us. Four of them are now Champions and one more is pointed and half way to finishing.

CH JeanE's Genteel Ode To Joevee
CH Joevee's Picture Perfect
CH Chrimaso & JeanE's Tried Gold
CH Chrimaso's Lucky Copper Coin

ChriMasos Palladium Chanteuse

His puppies and grandpuppies have his amazing personality and temprament and he lives on in them and the joy they give to their human families.



Forever Boston Friendship

Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life, just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh, until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world;
Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it.
This is Forever Boston friendship.
When you're down, and the world seems dark and empty, Your forever Boston friend lifts you up in spirit and makes that dark and empty world suddenly seem bright and full.
Your forever Boston friend gets you through the hard times, the sad times, and the confused times.
If you turn and walk away, your forever Boston friend follows.
This was my Joevee!


"Not a sigh is breathed, not a pain felt, not a grief pierces the soul, but the throb vibrates to the Father's heart"
EGW





There is one best place to bury a good dog.
If you bury him in this spot he will come to you when you call - come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again.

And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall not growl at him nor resent his coming, for he belongs there.

People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper; people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing.

The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.

- B.H. Campman

Joevee's Pedigree