Shadow came to live with us as a bouncy,
furry 8-week-old Collie puppy. The kids had
reached an age where they wanted an active
puppy to play with, and try as hard as she
did, Dusty's age was catching up with her.
Dusty was still a young dog, but arthritis had
set in, and she preferred to sleep most of the
time. Bringing Shadow into our home was
probably one of the best moves we could have
made for Dusty. Shadow revived the
youthful playfulness in Dusty, and her
arthritis seemed to disappear. Dusty was
given a new lease on life.
Shadow was our traveling companion. She
loved car rides and would usually always go
wherever we went.
Sadly, Shadow only lived to the age of three.
She had developed what first seemed to be
some sort of stomach virus. It became worse
and was finally determined to be some type
of inoperable stomach cancer. At that time,
radiation and chemotherapy was not an option
One summer day Shadow went out into the
backyard and fell asleep under her favorite
tree. It was here that she fell asleep for the
Bambi came into our lives totally unexpected.
A few months before Shadow died, we were
in a pet shop getting some supplies to make
Shadow more comfortable. In the pet shop
was a tiny Chihuahua puppy that was almost
identical to the little Princess I had as a
teenager. We talked it over that night and
went back to get her the next day.
One of the first things Bambi presented us
with was a huge medical bill to get the piece
of her wicker basket out of her stomach that
she decided to nibble on one night. That was
a lesson to me. Never get one of those cute
wicker dog beds. They usually end up as
being one of the greatest things to chew on.
Bambi was with us for about six years before
she mysteriously disappeared one night when
we left her at Mom's. We found a hole under
the fence in the backyard where a neighbor
had been pulling weeds. Bambi must have
found the hole that night when she was let
into the backyard before bedtime. We never
saw Bambi again. Some people reported that
a car had hit her but we don't know that
that's true. We searched for her but never
found her. Bambi was the only dog that I lost
so tragically and I will never forget the
feelings I had when I realized we would
probably never find her.
To this day I still check the yard
periodically to make sure no holes have
appeared under the fence. In fact, we are
now in the process of burying cement blocks
under the fence around our entire 2 acres to
keep our dogs from digging out and others
from digging in.
|SHADOW AT 4
MONTHS OF AGE
|SHADOW AT 3 YEARS OF
AGE WITH NEW PUPPY,
|DUSTY WITH NEW
|JEFF AND SHELLY WITH DUSTY,
BAMBI, AND NEW PUPPY,
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