| Tributes to Shelties We Have Loved |
We spotted Shasta at a Petsmart Sheltie Adoption event
and adopted him in the spring of 2008. It took time for us to
gain Shasta's trust after the years of abuse he endured at
the hands of a hoarder. He was finally generous enough to
let us in to his world.
Shasta finally had a loving family, one that he deserved and
we all though he was the BOMB! Jackson and Tillman were
his Sheltie companions who he loved. Jada and Cricket
were his feline sisters that also loved him. Cricket would
lay with Shasta in the morning while Mom got ready for
work.
and adopted him in the spring of 2008. It took time for us to
gain Shasta's trust after the years of abuse he endured at
the hands of a hoarder. He was finally generous enough to
let us in to his world.
Shasta finally had a loving family, one that he deserved and
we all though he was the BOMB! Jackson and Tillman were
his Sheltie companions who he loved. Jada and Cricket
were his feline sisters that also loved him. Cricket would
lay with Shasta in the morning while Mom got ready for
work.
Mom and Dad loved him and all his quirky habits like barking at you when you went in to the
bathroom. One of Shasta's biggest passions was food. We had never seen an animal who
loved food as much as Shasta did. You should have seen his eyes light up when he had ice
cream, a picture of him I will never forget. He also loved to steal the cat food so we had to
feed the cats upstairs!Two of Shasta's amazing qualities were his kisses and his blue eyes.
His kisses were like a cotton ball brushing up against your skin-we called them cotton candy
kisses. And his blue eyes, that would melt your heart. As they say, his eyes were the windows
to his soul.
Without a doubt, Shasta was the sweetest and most loveable little guy. He stole our hearts
and has taken a piece of our hearts with him. He is now free of the pain and demons of his
earlier years and we take comfort in knowing that you will be waiting for your loving family at
the rainbow bridge.
bathroom. One of Shasta's biggest passions was food. We had never seen an animal who
loved food as much as Shasta did. You should have seen his eyes light up when he had ice
cream, a picture of him I will never forget. He also loved to steal the cat food so we had to
feed the cats upstairs!Two of Shasta's amazing qualities were his kisses and his blue eyes.
His kisses were like a cotton ball brushing up against your skin-we called them cotton candy
kisses. And his blue eyes, that would melt your heart. As they say, his eyes were the windows
to his soul.
Without a doubt, Shasta was the sweetest and most loveable little guy. He stole our hearts
and has taken a piece of our hearts with him. He is now free of the pain and demons of his
earlier years and we take comfort in knowing that you will be waiting for your loving family at
the rainbow bridge.
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You may not remember us or Sadie, but she was an extremely shy, small (though
a bit pudgy when we got her!) girl who was 7 years old.
Sadie attached herself to us pretty quickly. In 2006 my fiance died suddenly in our
bathroom and it was Sadie who alerted my mom that something was wrong. It was a
terrible time, and after Bret died, Sadie refused to leave my side - and stayed there for the
next 5 years.
I had recently moved back to Arizona and Bret and I had been
staying with my mom to save up some money. When I moved out
on my own, Sadie came with me. I was profoundly affected by his
sudden death, and had Sadie certified as my companion therapy dog.
I was unable to leave the house without her for almost 2 years.
She came everywhere with me - to the grocery store, on my errands,
and our favourite things to do were to head up north to the mountain
s to sniff around on gentle hikes and meditations in the aspen forests
north of Flagstaff.
Eventually I resumed working with children with autism and of course, Sadie's sweet sweet
personality was a winner with them. They could tug, poke, and squeeze, and she would
stare at them with an intense gaze. She was saying, "yes, I know. I'm here." It was her
presence that was integral in watching a low-functioning autistic boy speak his first word at
age 7, while his hand rested gently on her. He said "dog".
Sadie became a "celebrity" amongst my friends. She had her own facebook page, my
friends threw birthday parties for her every year (we decided on March 17th as her
birthday) and when arthritis slowed her down enough so that she couldn't come with me
everywhere, she took pride in "guarding the house" when I left. She would spin her "circle
of happiness" when I asked her to "guard the house" every time I left.
Over the years, random strangers would stop us on the street and remark how they had
never seen such an attachment between dog and person. She was my child. My life and
world revolved around her health and happiness, and I know that hers revolved around
mine.
Over the last month I noticed a sudden severe drop in weight and took her to the vet on
Monday July 26th. The 27th, the vet called and told me she was in sudden kidney failure. I
was absolutely devastated and took the week off to spend every waking moment with her.
Her friends came to the house one by one and cried into her fur. I arranged for a vet to
come to the house on Monday Aug 2nd to put her body to rest, but last Friday, the 30th, she
locked eyes with me and I knew something was wrong. I took her to visit my 8 year old
niece, who has grown up with Sadie, and called the vet to come immediately to the house.
She chose Friday as her last day, and her kidneys failed, followed by her sweet little heart,
in a matter of hours. She died peacefully in my arms, in our home, her eyes locked on mine
the whole time. The vet who administered the euthanasia burst into tears, and remarked
that she had never seen such a bond, and that the power of her little soul leaving her body
was the most intense she had ever felt.
a bit pudgy when we got her!) girl who was 7 years old.
Sadie attached herself to us pretty quickly. In 2006 my fiance died suddenly in our
bathroom and it was Sadie who alerted my mom that something was wrong. It was a
terrible time, and after Bret died, Sadie refused to leave my side - and stayed there for the
next 5 years.
I had recently moved back to Arizona and Bret and I had been
staying with my mom to save up some money. When I moved out
on my own, Sadie came with me. I was profoundly affected by his
sudden death, and had Sadie certified as my companion therapy dog.
I was unable to leave the house without her for almost 2 years.
She came everywhere with me - to the grocery store, on my errands,
and our favourite things to do were to head up north to the mountain
s to sniff around on gentle hikes and meditations in the aspen forests
north of Flagstaff.
Eventually I resumed working with children with autism and of course, Sadie's sweet sweet
personality was a winner with them. They could tug, poke, and squeeze, and she would
stare at them with an intense gaze. She was saying, "yes, I know. I'm here." It was her
presence that was integral in watching a low-functioning autistic boy speak his first word at
age 7, while his hand rested gently on her. He said "dog".
Sadie became a "celebrity" amongst my friends. She had her own facebook page, my
friends threw birthday parties for her every year (we decided on March 17th as her
birthday) and when arthritis slowed her down enough so that she couldn't come with me
everywhere, she took pride in "guarding the house" when I left. She would spin her "circle
of happiness" when I asked her to "guard the house" every time I left.
Over the years, random strangers would stop us on the street and remark how they had
never seen such an attachment between dog and person. She was my child. My life and
world revolved around her health and happiness, and I know that hers revolved around
mine.
Over the last month I noticed a sudden severe drop in weight and took her to the vet on
Monday July 26th. The 27th, the vet called and told me she was in sudden kidney failure. I
was absolutely devastated and took the week off to spend every waking moment with her.
Her friends came to the house one by one and cried into her fur. I arranged for a vet to
come to the house on Monday Aug 2nd to put her body to rest, but last Friday, the 30th, she
locked eyes with me and I knew something was wrong. I took her to visit my 8 year old
niece, who has grown up with Sadie, and called the vet to come immediately to the house.
She chose Friday as her last day, and her kidneys failed, followed by her sweet little heart,
in a matter of hours. She died peacefully in my arms, in our home, her eyes locked on mine
the whole time. The vet who administered the euthanasia burst into tears, and remarked
that she had never seen such a bond, and that the power of her little soul leaving her body
was the most intense she had ever felt.
Tim came to us on Oct. 16th 2007. He had been shaved and did not look like a
Sheltie, his eyes were so sad and lifeless he must have had a very hard time.
He was found running in the streets of Phoenix, scared, alone and unloved.
We had a new bed ready for Tim and he took to it right away. He stayed to
himself at first, but loved being on your lap getting loves every chance he
could. With lots of love, understanding and kind words, he began to get a
twinkle back in his eyes, and it never left.
Tim loved to go anywhere you went and loved car rides, playing in the snow at
our home up north and laying on the large porch soaking up the cool mountain
air. Everyone that met Tim loved him, his beautiful face, gentleness and laid
back personality made him angelic. We got him a playmate named Sami and she
would run under his tummy and tease him until he would chase after her. Every
morning he would escort my husband to the door for work, barking and
wagging his tail and the process was repeated when he came home.
The angels came for our Timmy Aug. 29th after a 6 month battle with cancer, and
never complained once through the whole ordeal. He was our best friend and
greatly missed but we'll never forget our Tiny Tim! Until we meet again, with
love Mike & Linda & Sami
Sheltie, his eyes were so sad and lifeless he must have had a very hard time.
He was found running in the streets of Phoenix, scared, alone and unloved.
We had a new bed ready for Tim and he took to it right away. He stayed to
himself at first, but loved being on your lap getting loves every chance he
could. With lots of love, understanding and kind words, he began to get a
twinkle back in his eyes, and it never left.
Tim loved to go anywhere you went and loved car rides, playing in the snow at
our home up north and laying on the large porch soaking up the cool mountain
air. Everyone that met Tim loved him, his beautiful face, gentleness and laid
back personality made him angelic. We got him a playmate named Sami and she
would run under his tummy and tease him until he would chase after her. Every
morning he would escort my husband to the door for work, barking and
wagging his tail and the process was repeated when he came home.
The angels came for our Timmy Aug. 29th after a 6 month battle with cancer, and
never complained once through the whole ordeal. He was our best friend and
greatly missed but we'll never forget our Tiny Tim! Until we meet again, with
love Mike & Linda & Sami
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