Sex: Female Weight: 51-100 lbs
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Shai-Shai-Poo, Punkin Head, Silly Dog
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August 6th 1993
Getting a bite out of the bad guys! Schutzhund, Search & Rescue, scent work, Therapy work, visiting hospitals with mom, Break dancing on my head (really, I know how!) chasing my tail, belly rubs from mommy and daddy, sleeping on the comfy bed daddy bough
Mom's stupid hairless cat. Not being able to jump on the bed anymore (arthritis sucks!) My mommy's roommate's hyper weimeraners :(
Plastic Water Bottles, Bite sleeve!, Jute toy, Kong on a rope... Anything i can tug on!
carrots, my Fargo and my Wolf-King :)
anywhere warm where i can run and swim.
I can spin on my head and break dance. It's really fun even if some humans think i'm having a siezure. Mom knows i'm just a Silly Dog!
I looked for a long time for the perfect SAR puppy. I drove up to Sacramento and found Shaila. She has been my best friend for 10 years and has given me the most love and joy anyone / anything ever could! She is mother of my "B", "D", "E", "G" and "I" litters. She is mother to "Demi" and "Cricket" and grandmother to "Aramis"!
Shaila's registered name is:
*V Dia vom Donner Weg BH, SchH1, SchH2, SchH3, KKL1, OFA-Good Hips, OFA-elbows, CERF, WvD clear, Thyroid clear, Search & Rescue, Therapy, Service Dog. Her father is *SG Boss v Barkhauser Land SchH3 OFA and her mother is Anka v d Herreneiche BH OFA. http://www.schutzhundgsd.net/shail a.html
Super Dog Shaila!
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October 8th 2004 8:42 am
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I've been sick for a couple weeks. Mom has been trying to keep me comfortable. When she comes to pet me or feed me I can feel her sadness and her grief. I try to tell her with my eyes and my kisses that everything will be fine. We've been together over 11 years. Partners in work, the best of friends, almost completely inseparable. I feel her tears landing on my head and this time I can't make her smile. I'm tired now. She's been trying to say goodbye to me for a couple weeks and I've been trying to hold on for her. She's been giving me good treats, lots of people food (I have NEVER gotten people food before.) She understood me when I told her that this time I was not going to get better. I know she has something planned for me on Wednesday, but I think today would be a better day to go. I know Mom won't understand today, but maybe she will someday. My time isn't Wednesday, it's today.
As I slowly start to slip away I can sense Mom's shock and confusion and grief. I look at her one last time and I can feel her grief change to acceptance as she strokes my head and rocks me as Dad is rocking her. She tells me it's okay, and she loves me. I can feel it from their hearts. I see in their eyes that they understand and they will let me go with happiness and love into peace.
I will miss them, and I will be waiting for them on the other side of the Rainbow bridge. . .
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