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Sheltie Angels Page Forty-Three
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Branco's Mighty
MacLeod March 14, 1996 - October 20, 2010 |
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My Mac,
you waited for me to come home from work to say Good-Bye. You
brought me so many years of love, joy, laughter, devotion, peace
and comfort that I grieve so much for you now. My heart feels
shattered. The house isn't the same without your smiling face.
You always had that happy smile. You were the best friend I've
ever had. You never did anything wrong except when you really
wanted attention you'd grab a sheet and tug on it so I called
you my little Shetland Sheetdog at all times. You had so many
little names, Tibby Toes, Mac Tavish, Little Leonardo DePuppio
when Titanic came out, Shooter and Speed. When I arrived home on October 20, 2010 I found you lying on the floor in the living room looking at me. I knew your spirit was leaving . I could sense it, so I carried you to my bed and lay with you, held you, brushed you and talked to you. You tried to hang on as long as you could, you managed to give me one last kiss and a wag of your tail and then your spirit grew wings and flew over the Rainbow Bridge in my arms. I love you Mac, you will always remain in my heart with so much love. Thank you for being in my life. Lynn Branco |
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"Peppermint
Patty" Conservatively
14-15 years old, |
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Pepper had a
personality that we jokingly described as one that ONLY A MOTHER
COULD LOVE. Lovable as could be but also opinionated to the max.
She was found wandering the streets of Kansas City a couple of
years or so ago and was picked up by a Good Samaritan who
couldn't find it in her heart to take her to the shelter after
not being able to find her owner, only to contact Sheltie Shack
Rescue to see if we could take the ornery ole girl... and we
did. After taking care of some obviously neglected health
concerns one of our passionate adopters who had already adopted
a (loving yet neurotic sheltie, for lack of a kinder
description) and a sheltie whose previously approved adopter
backed out on after a tumor was found and removed, came to Miss
Pepper's plea for compassion. And true to her nature also a
Patty... opened her heart and home to yet another special needs
rescued sheltie. This morning I received word that she was on the way to the vet with Pepper, it sounded like it was going to be time to let this feisty lil red sheltie gain her wings which she peacefully did shortly later. As I told her mom no need for any regret, only celebration of Pepper's LIFE... She was blessed with a wonderful home full of love for a good full 2+ years and that is what mattered. Sadly, Pepper's mom is also fighting a very serious health battle herself, so if you would, please send some white light her way too... We need all the Angels like her we can have to help the less fortunate second-hand pets that few others take a second look at. Peppermint and numerous others will certainly be waiting at the Bridge one day for her, that's a given. THANK YOU PATTY H! Linda Kotapish |
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Amanda Belle
Meyers April 5, 1997 - January 23, 2011 |
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was 7 years old, I wanted nothing more than to get a puppy. The
only pets I had before you were fish, and while I enjoyed them,
I wanted more. My parents had been pouring over "Encyclopedia of
Dog Breeds" trying to find the perfect breed. A long-haired dog?
No, they require grooming. A short-haired dog? No, they shed. So
naturally they decided on a Shetland Sheepdog, which has long
hair AND sheds. Of course. We drove to St. Pete that July after hearing about a husband and wife who had sheltie puppies about 3 months old. Rachel and I had a blast playing with all the puppies, but one stood out more than the others - you. From the moment you came over and started licking our faces, we all knew you had found your family. That very day we drove back to our house with you sitting in the laundry basket. As for a name, we had also tossed around several names back and forth but finally decided on one: Amanda Belle, but to us, you would be known simply as Mandy. I'd like to say having you as a puppy was onen of my favorite memories as a child, but boy were you destructive! You tore off the wallpaper in our bathroom, ripped up our carpet, even gnawed on our dining room furniture! Our law was never quite the same after that, since no grass could stand to grow due to your daily dash around the yard to chase some poor squirrel up into the oak tree. You also barked, and barked, and barked a little bit more, even when nobody was at the door! Although the destroying of furniture stopped once you reached maturity, the barking never did. I remember thinking "Will she ever be quiet?" after you woke me up on a Saturday morning. And let's not forget the various socks you would steal from my hamper when I wasn't around! It took me awhile to figure it out, but the reason you stole my socks was because if you couldn't have me with you, you had to have at least a part of me. I might have always loved you as a pet, but it was then I loved you as family. Once I went off to college two years ago I really began to see how important. I had always taken you for granted, but once I couldn't give you a treat or scratch behind your ears on a daily basis, I couldn't wait to get home and see you. Of course, when I came back I noticed I had to talk a little bit louder for you to hear me, and when I let you out you walked slowly into the yard instead of darting quickly through the doorway. But despite the aging, it felt like nothing had changed - you were still that sweet puppy I brought home when I was seven. I remember getting the call just last week on a Sunday. I was having a wonderful morning until I received the tearful call from Mom letting me know you weren't with us anymore. I knew you had the heart murmur and being only months away from your 14th birthday, I knew you couldn't be around forever. I just wished I had held you a little bit longer before going back to school, knowing it would be the last time I'd ever see you in this life. I asked Mom if you had left out any socks before you had to be put down and she said she found one of mine on the floor. I realized all of our wonderful memories of you are like those socks you loved - it's not the same as having the one you love be there with you, but maybe it will just have to hold you over until you see them again. My heart is breaking knowing I could have appreciated you more, or maybe not complained as much when I had to walk you, clean up after you, etc. As I'm writing this I'd do anything to be able to clean up after you. I'd do anything to have you with me right now. Mandy, I know you are no longer in pain, but you took a piece of my heart when you left. I cried writing this, knowing it will be so long until I see you again, but I'm happy knowing I will. Wait for me at the Rainbow Bridge, Mandy, and remember, you will always be my baby. ~ Stephanie Meyers & The Meyers Family |
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"Solo" Solo, our loving sheltie, was born in Colorado in 1998 and died in Alabama in 2011. He spent his life loving and protecting all of our family. ~ Barbara J. Nichols ~
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Shelee's Midnight
Miracles, TDI June 8, 2001 - September 8, 2009 |
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Bixie was born on my birthday. That tended to make us closer
than some dogs and owners. He was a great dog, full of spirit
and energy. You could look into his deep, dark eyes and see his
beautiful soul. He was always playful and up for a game of
“Bisbee.” He was the best natured sheltie I have ever owned. He
was fearless in play and all areas of his life. He became a
therapy dog through Therapy Dogs International and went to work
with me for two years before his sudden death at 8 years of
age. Bixie touched so many lives. He was mourned by many
clients who said he made a huge difference in their lives. He
was ready to sit quietly and comfort a person in distress. He
was equally ready to play ball with a child who was
uncomfortable and sad. Bixie was a once in a lifetime
companion. I have mourned Bixie in so many ways. He was more
than just a companion. He was my colleague and confidant. Bixie
left a huge hole in my heart that will never be filled. Bixie,
I will see you at the Bridge someday and it will be a sweet
reunion. I love you so much, Your Mom |
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As we say goodbye to our beloved Daisy RIP - Daisy the Greatest Dog Ever February 17, 2011 |
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dearest Daisy, may she rest in peace. She hath touched the lives
of many. All who she came to meet were moved by her beautiful
soul and presence. She was unique amongst dogs and all living
things. Her unselfish love was pure and untainted. Her
companionship and loyalty were unmatched. A diamond in the
rough, she was, a special gift from God. Now she is gone. Leaving us touched from knowing her and her beautiful spirit. Let us remember her today. All of us who came to know her can be counted amongst the privileged. She was a treasure and will always carry a prominent seat in our memories. Never have I come to know such a beautiful soul, such a pure and undefiled friend. All she knew was love and innocence. Purity and granting happiness. How lucky are we to have known such a special dog, such a beautiful soul, such a unique creation. May God receive her Spirit and comfort her with the Love she always had and shall always deserve. She was the best friend anyone could ever ask for. I love you Daisy! |
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