Islewind's Peaceful Triton
"Triton"

February 25, 1998 - November 4, 1999

September The Executive
"Squire"

A noble son of
CH Barwood Cabriole Razor's Edge ROM

August 7, 1990 to September 19, 1999

It is with great sadness I write to tell of the loss of my beloved Squire.

He was the light of each day for me. I never realized until he was gone how much of my thoughts and actions he occupied. He was my first thought in the morning and the last at night. Even during the night if I awoke to go to the bathroom, he followed to keep me company. I kept him in show groom because he was too beautiful to allow him to look scruffy. He adored us just as we did him. He went almost everywhere with us and grew to love camping during the year of touring in our fifth wheel. He would ride in the boat (we live on the lake), although he preferred not to but he would fuss profusely if we left him on shore. He was never bred due to the hip dysplasia (mild subluxation of right hip diagnosed at 2 years). He did not like showing at all so I retired him at age 2 from the ring rather than cause him displeasure. At age 5 he developed hypothyroidism and had to take a replacement daily for the remainder of his life. It is so hard missing him. A morsel of food left on a plate that he would have loved, the places he liked to lay, the thought of his head in my lap asking for attention, a tuft of his hair caught on a bush - so many things constantly bring him to my mind. His little heart was bigger than his whole body. I look at his beautiful pictures and think of him with love. I want another sheltie, not to replace him - he can never be replaced - but to help fill this huge void that his passing has left in my heart. I want one with as many of the wonderful traits he had as possible. He was our only dog after Governor, our CH Clumber Spaniel, went back to his breeder and like an only child, Squire was pampered, not spoiled - he was too good to spoil. Squire and Governor were such good friends.

Good-bye for now, our sweet baby. We will see you at the Rainbow Bridge someday.

Sadly missed by Joy and Bob Good 

"Timmy"

Daluta The Stargazer, CDX

Timothy was one of three puppies in the last litter sired by Ch Banchory The Cornerstone CD, ROM and a Cornerstone granddaughter. He was a mighty 14-1/2" shaded sable.

In that we don't typically keep males, Tim's remaining here, I believe, was predestined by the Sheltie gods themselves. He taught every one of us and all who knew him what true Sheltie character was and should be. He was the gentlest of souls to walk on four tiny paws!

He brought smiles, laughter and applause whether he was putting on demonstrations for little children at the schools through a program for the local kennel club, his gentle presence and loving gaze when visiting folks in the local nursing homes or when competing in serious competitions with his beloved Isabelle.

He was the demo dog at the classes I taught for 4-H in obedience and handling, as well as for the classes I taught for the local kennel club, with never an objection to the indignities we put him through. When we had visitors who were prospective homes for our puppies, it was always Timmy everyone wanted to take home.

He wasn't a Daluta stud dog (though we never let him think otherwise), but he presented himself with dignity, grace and soundness of mind in the breed ring where he accumulated several points and a 4-point major reserve, all from the puppy class. It was, however, with those same qualities and great intelligence that he excelled in the obedience ring. He was given to our daughter, Isabelle, when he was 1 year old and she was 12. She took over his care and training (including grooming and maintenance), and totally trained him in obedience. She won the Colorado State Fair Grand Championship in obedience and handling two years in a row. She got his CD title in record time, while holding the number two Junior Showmanship position for two years in a row. The highlight of Iz and Tim's show career (at least for me), was when they got Tim's final leg of his CDX at the 1990 National Specialty in Denver, with a run off for high score. They lost only due to a very nervous handler error (wrong command), but hey, what a wonderful pair those two made for so many years. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do for her, except maybe come on command when the toenail clippers came out. As a parent, I watched Tim teach her grace, humility, confidence and a healthy respect for competition I am not sure she might have otherwise learned at such a young age.

He taught me how to forgive, persevere and become a stronger, wiser and more astute student of this special breed. He is with us every day of our lives and we thank him for all the joy he brought us for those many years. He is and will always remain in our hearts and thoughts every day of our lives, never to be forgotten!

Dearly loved and sorely missed by Isabelle, Amber Dawn, Phyllis, Bill, Miss Pen,
Maddie, Evie, Rachel and the rest of the Daluta kids.

"Tropper"

January 16, 1985 to February, 1998

This is in memory of my handsome Sheltie, Tropper (pronounced Trooper). He was deeply loved by one and all. If I went on a trip and could not take him, I had no problem finding someone to keep him. He was my angel. I will remember him till the time I see him again at Rainbow Bridge.

He adored me even when my temper got short. Which did not happen very often when I was with him. Because he always made me smile, at one antic or another.

We went everywhere together, anyone who expected me knew I would not be alone. And he had perfect manners when we went visiting. Was the protector of all children.

I could not have loved him more, or he me. I miss him terribly. Reading the angel stories makes me cry all over again, even though it has been two years without him.

Loved and missed by Cheryl Carboneau