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My Dearest Teddy,

Your start in life was one of the worst I have ever seen. And while you were only with me for a few months, you touched my heart. I was so happy to see you thrive in a new, safe and loving environment. Your eccentricities endeared me to you. And with the sudden passing of Taz, gave Shea a diversion. Shea misses you. As do I.
Adopting these discarded wonders, no matter what state they come into my life with, provides me with endless joy. Ted will be a hard one to get over. The neglect he suffered from some careless owner had me seething with rage this weekend. Teddy had the kindest soul. And I know he was met by my other dobes rescues from the past 25 years: Sasha, Sydney and my beloved Taz.

My remaing rescue Shea has not left my side. At a mere 4yrs of age, she has become the dobe that I need. She gently licks the tears from my eyes and allows me to hug her until the sobs of grief wear me out and I fall asleep. Losing both Taz and Ted within four months of each other has been and emotional ride for me personally. It has been Shea that in all honesty, kept me from spiralling off the planet.

Now I need to pay it forward with her and allow her the time to grieve, having lost her two pals. She deserver it.

Kelly