Selah ~ 1985 to 1998 ~


Whippet/Greyhound [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Selah ~ 1985 to 1998 ~, a female Whippet/Greyhound

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"Angel Shay ! Thanks to Inky Dinky Doodle ~"

Home:DogPaw, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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Selah in the Round

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"Selah in the Round"

Selah at Grandma's

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"Selah at Grandma's"

Me in My Dog Bed (I only slept there in the daytime--at night I slept in my human\'s bed)

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"Me in My Dog Bed (I only slept there in the daytime--at night I slept in my human's bed)"

We Are Waiting for Our Human at the Bridge

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"We Are Waiting for Our Human at the Bridge"

Selah's Professional Pic

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"Selah's Professional Pic"

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   Leave a bone for Selah ~ 1985 to 1998 ~

Nicknames:
Stickie Girl, Sticks

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-dog rescue

Likes:
Fetching all the balls and hiding them from the other fur kin

Pet-Peeves:
Must have my spot on the couch or chair or bed

Favorite Toy:
anything that squeaks, including my furry sibs

Favorite Food:
treats

Favorite Walk:
somewhere quiet as I'm a bit spooky

Best Tricks:
shake, lie down, sit

Arrival Story:
A co-worker of my human knew her penchant for dogs and told her a skinny dog had shown up at their apartment complex. She guessed it must be a Whippet. She alerted my human I would jump the pool's 6' fence to get in and out. My human's co-worker could not keep her and before calling the pound she called my human as she knew my human had wanted, at some point, to get a Whippet. She said she'd take me home and find a good home for me. I moved in like I'd been there my entire life. My human realized I was already home. BOL!

Bio:
I was the biggest Whippet my vet had ever seen and he conjectured that I was likely a Whippet/Greyhound cross.

Forums Motto:
Just Call Me Mariya--Like the Wind

The Groups I'm In:
♥ The Pet Poetry Group ♥, ***Animal Luvers***, 10 YEARS OR OVER??? DOGS or CATS, ♥A TEAM♥, California Cats and Dogs, Cesar's Dogster Pack, Dogster's Angels, Rainbow Bridge Angel Babies, WhippetGoods

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Please Say A Prayer for Michael Who Ran Back Into a Burni

My Spirit ~*:
gentle, with humans and critters of all kinds

My Heart ~*:
full of love and wanting to be loved--so important for me

My Desire ~*:
to run like the wind, smiling all the while

My Wish ~*:
to be treated with respect and sensitivity

My Happiness ~*:
to be rescued by someone who knew about my special physical needs

I've Been On Dogster Since:
May 29th 2006 More than 3 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
320911

for 1309 days

Meet my family


Dunkin Clyde

Clementine

Holly

Tawny

Clancy

Darby

Tucker

Snuffy ~ 1987
to 2004 ~

Shamren ~ 1983
to 1997 ~

Sluggo ~ 1997
to 2005 ~

Shay ~ 1974 to
1985 ~

Jolly ~ 1985
to 1995 ~

Sadie ~ 1978
to 1985 ~

Podey ~ 1991
to 2007 ~

Bliss ~ 1989
to 2007

Angus
MacFurgus

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Ben (In loving
memory)

Willy

Bruno

Gracie

Stewie

Goose

Pawlie -
Adopted

Tigger

Jeter- R.I.P.

Joey - Adopted

Casey, CGC, TD
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Selah Speaks


They Left Me Here


May 30th 2006 12:45 am
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I didn't quite fit in, you see
I was different from the rest
I didn't look like my parents, not me
and the buyers would see only the best

So just before dawn they drove me here
before the sun had crested the rise
and in the tall green grass the man left me
in the meadow, 'neath fathomless skies

As he turned and strode to the car
I stood trembling, sniffing for his scent
I was so small I couldn't see very far
I couldn't tell which way he went

On clumsy legs I started after him
but I was only just learning to walk
my small, shaky limbs betrayed me
I fell, then sat up, and spoke puppy talk

A couple of barks to call him back
because I've never been on my own
away from my mother and "puppy pack"
I'm just a pup barely three weeks grown

I grew quiet when I heard the engine start
with a sigh I knew they were not coming back
there was no hope left I felt in my heart
for the puppy who pure blood did lack

My mom had taken good care of me
I had a soft coat that gleamed in the light
a cold, wet nose, and a little pot belly
and puppy-blue eyes that shined bright

I was taller and larger than the rest
and I had bigger than normal paws
that's what set me apart from the "best"
no one would want the puppy with "flaws"

As the sun splintered the gray up above
and bathed the valley in columns of gold
I sat alone and apart from all that I loved
in the warming morn, I shivered with cold

In the stillness I could hear a burbling creek
I turned toward the sound and crawled
my mouth felt dry, I was growing weak
but with each step I'd stumble and fall

The day wore on 'til the sun was high
I was hungry and needed to be fed
and then I heard two voices draw nigh
I stopped panting and lifted my head

The man and woman spoke soft and low
as they headed for the slow moving stream
they were my only hope, I had nowhere to go
so I howled loud in my best puppy scream

I wondered, since I was never lost
did that mean I'd never be found
but for me, I was free, there'd be no cost
find me! I'm over here, please look around

Finally they heard my cries of distress
they then ran toward the frantic sounds
to find me howling deep in the grass,
a fawn shadow, in the shadows on the ground

The woman lifted me up and into her arms,
next to her heart I rested my head
You're safe now, you'll come to no harm
I wagged my thanks, then to sleep I fled

I awoke in a sunlit room, in a new place
with the folks who would be my new kin
the lady held me up and gazed in my face
I squirmed and this caused her to grin

The man was somewhere behind me
And I heard the clink of dishes and cans
I wriggled, and turned myself 'round to see
the dishes of food and warm milk in his hands

The man and his wife were years more wise
than the two who rescued me in the glen
and it didn't matter to them, my size,
for I was just what they wanted, and when

~*~*~

Copyright © 2004 by Selah's human


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