Little Bijou was the first to have a name: she was my little jewel. I knew she could easily have longterm neurologic damage from the delivery. It took extra encouragement to get her to nurse, but I made sure she got to eat her fill every day. She lagged behind her siblings on walking, running, etc. She had a wobble to her gait for weeks. I put hours of special attention toward this wee one. Bijou loved nothing more than to cuddle up against me for her naps. One Sunday I finally asked my husband for permission to keep Bijou as she had nestled herself deep into my heart. My husband agreed. Within only a matter of hours, however, someone I knew would be a loving, responsible owner expressed interest in adopting Bijou. I let this amazing little girl go, and she is thriving in her new home.