Birthday: July 16th 2000 Likes: Food, walks, playing with my sister Ruby, being with my humans, looking out the window and barking. Pet-Peeves: dogs that walk by my house, diets, blimps, when my pawrents don't move fast enough when I bark for them to assist me Favorite Toy: bones Favorite Food: anything - I am not picky Favorite Walk: anywhere Best Tricks: Being cute and begging for treats - I used to be able to shake paws, but can't anymore since I'm in a cart. Bio: Sadly, Sydney left us too soon on February 27, 2011. Sydney was a very tough and courageous doggie. She was an inspiration through all her trials and tribulations. She made our world whole.
We miss her terribly.
She will always be in our hearts and never far from our minds.
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I read a diary entry on Cookie's page. Her dad was remembering how he met Cookie and how she really changed his life.
Sydney changed my life too, very similar to the way Cookie changed her Dad's life.
Before I met Sydney, I was single and happy. I wasn't looking for anyone or anything. But then I met Sydney and got so much more. I never anticipated falling for another dog and her Dad.
Sydney took right over my life before I knew it. She walked right in my garage and into my living room like she owned the place. She eventually did. And she took over my heart as well.
Cookie's Dad found this quote: "Every once in a while a dog enters your life and changes everything."
You changed everything for me, Sydney. I can't imagine my life if you hadn't walked into it. Thank you.
I've been thinking of Sydney a lot lately. Finally, time has made it so I can think of her without an immediate lump in my throat and tears in my eyes. However, I know this diary entry will bring both.
I keep thinking about her in her cart. The memory of her without it is hard to remember now. When she first got it, she walked up the street with it, her little back legs moving back and forth as if they were supporting her. She had to wear her booties then. She went throught a few as she 'knuckled', but she looked so cute in them. When she wore them and still had the strength in her back and front legs, she could drag herself all over the house.
But later on, her back legs gave up. They knew they weren't doing anything, so they just hung there. It was always hard to see. If she were in her cart, she would run over them, so we had to prop them up on the bars. She still walked like crazy in that cart. She went over big cracks in the sidewalk. Maybe not the first time or even the fifth time, but she did it. But eventually, even that was too hard and she would just slump down. Then Dad helped her.
As time went on, even her front legs got weak. When she slumped over, she couldn't get back up. If she had some momentum, she could go forward, but when she slowed down, down she went. That was really hard.
Then we got the stroller, but we knew our time was limited and it was. We are giving her cart to her physical therapist, who was so good to her and us. We hope she can use it to show disabled doggies they can do it. Or maybe she will donate it to someone who can't afford a cart of their own.
Everytime we walked with her in the cart, people would stop to ask us about her and marvel how her disabilty did not stop her. I know there were some who thought we we nuts for spending so much money and time on a dog. I don't regret a penny. She taught us so much and we cherish every moment we had with her.
There's a scene in the movie "Babe, Pig in the City" where the little cart dog gets hit by a car. For a minute he is at the Rainbow Bridge, running without his cart, but he is called back. I like to think of Sydney like that, if I only could remember her without her cart.
Its been eight days since you left us; actually it was a week last night.
We picked up your ashes last night. It was very emotional. Ruby came with us. You are in a beautiful cedar box with your name engraved on top. We weren't expecting that. We think the vet may have ordered something special for you because you were a special dog.
It seems Ruby has had a hard time with your passing. She seems quieter and more skittish than usual. It could be she is reacting to the sadness around her, but I think she really misses you. You were her alpha dog for so long until you became disabled and then she looked to you to know what was going on. Even Dad noticed she wasn't the same, so he is giving her lots of love and attention.
We've been going for walks every day. It sure is different. I used to walk with Ruby ahead of Dad and you were bringing up the rear. Then it was you and Dad behind me with you in the stroller. The walks were much slower but we liked it. Now Dad holds Ruby's leash and he and I walk side by side. Ruby isn't used to it; she walks back and forth on the sidewalk so I have to move from right to left and back or else get caught up in the leash. I don't mind, but I sure miss our walks with you.
Last night we had a funny incident. Ruby pulled to look under a car. A cat was there, so she tried to get under the car and Dad let her. Next thing we heard was a hisss and Ruby jumped back quickly. You would think that would be it, but that's not all. That cat came after Ruby and chased her for a couple of yards, even though Ruby had backed off. We quickly got out of there. We thought the cat might chase us up the street, but she finally stopped and went back under the car. Ruby didn't seem to mind that a cat won that fight.
This morning we let Ruby sniff your box. She sniffed and licked the top. She misses you but she is going to be alright.
Dad misses you terribly. You two were inseparable. Last night he spent about an hour going through pictures of you on the computer. I am so glad we took so many. You were so photogenic and it brought back so many wonderful memories.
Rest in peace Sydney. We will never stop loving you and missing you. As my mom used to say, when they made you, they threw away the mold!
The Dog Show: Who's Your Mama?
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