PreciousSheltie
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My first sheltie, Pudding, was too suddenly taken away at the young age of 4 after losing to her long time battle against seizures on August 12, 2010.
Her last count was up to 27 before she even reached the vet, where she had countless more despite the Valium and other interventions as they were not working. She was left with permanent brain/head damage and broken ribs all because her seizures could not be controlled even after consulting two different vets during her lifetime. We had to decide to let her go because her way of living would not be living at all, she'd only be thrown back into a more worse condition few weeks down the road. August 12 was traumatizing enough, both for Pudding and our family, it was definitely really bad and we all knew something was terribly different that day. May she finally RIP pain-free with the other dogs across the Rainbow Bridge. You had your whole life infront of you but it was taken all away... You'll be dearly missed Pudding. You were the best dog and best friend anyone could have ever asked for. Miss you.
Pudding definitely taught me an unforgettable way to look at life.
Through her eyes, I have learned curiosity and to appreciate even the smallest of things in our world: a leaf, a bug, a crumb and any creature that came her way. Through her heart I have learned compassion and how to love unconditionally. Through her soul, I have seen courage, and an indomitable spirit that fought so hard, to live and to love. Through her gentle, quiet demeanor, I have learned wisdom and forgiveness. Through her goofiness I have learned boundless joy at seeing her run towards me when I entered the house. Through her slow, deep sighs, I have learned profound patience. Through her I learned quite a whole lot..
As she lied there on the table, my head resting gently by hers, her penetrating gaze never faltering from my own, I have learned to appreciate our last moment and wanted her to know that she will always be in my heart and by my side forever. I still miss her dearly.
Pets live relatively short lives. For many of us who love our pets, their death can affect some of us even more than the death of a relative or friend. The death of a pet leaves few people totally untouched.
A pet may come to symbolize many things to each of us. It may represent a child, perhaps a child yet to be conceived or the innocent child in us all. It may reflect the ideal mate or parent, ever faithful, patient and welcoming, loving us unconditionally. It is a playmate and a sibling. It is a reflection of ourselves, embodying negative and positive qualities we recognize or lack in ourselves. The same pet may be all of these, alternating between roles on any given day or for each member of the family - that's what Pudding was. That's why it was so hard.
The joy found in the companionship of a pet is a blessing not given to everyone. I feel very lucky to have been able to spend those 4 short years with her. She's changed my life.
On February 12, 2011, I was given the gift of another life of a precious little one, exactly 6 months since Pudding's passing on August 12, 2010. Pudding's breeder had planned to keep her, the only puppy left, but decided after long contemplation to let her go to our family because of what happened to Pudding, in hopes that Precious would help our family find happiness again. Precious was precious to her and knew she would be perfect for our family in helping heal the wounds. She was absolutely right.
Precious was born on 10.10.2010 and weighs only 10 lbs, a lot smaller than Pudding but nevertheless I couldn't be any happier. We don't expect she'll grow much bigger as her whole line of family were all on the much smaller side. Though I decided on 'Precious' for her name, I like to think Whiskers would have fit too because she's practically part kitty - she only loves cat toys filled with cat nip and snuggling in the creases of arms and legs!
All in all, I have finally decided to present her to the world. Puppies grow up way too quickly and I didn't want her youth to pass on by. Not as a replacement that will be filling in Pudding's paw prints left behind in my heart but as a new loving friend that will walk alongside it and make new memories. I wish for everyone to watch her grow and give her much love! Though she's very shy and small, I hope you can welcome her with open arms <3.
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Her last count was up to 27 before she even reached the vet, where she had countless more despite the Valium and other interventions as they were not working. She was left with permanent brain/head damage and broken ribs all because her seizures could not be controlled even after consulting two different vets during her lifetime. We had to decide to let her go because her way of living would not be living at all, she'd only be thrown back into a more worse condition few weeks down the road. August 12 was traumatizing enough, both for Pudding and our family, it was definitely really bad and we all knew something was terribly different that day. May she finally RIP pain-free with the other dogs across the Rainbow Bridge. You had your whole life infront of you but it was taken all away... You'll be dearly missed Pudding. You were the best dog and best friend anyone could have ever asked for. Miss you.
Pudding definitely taught me an unforgettable way to look at life.
Through her eyes, I have learned curiosity and to appreciate even the smallest of things in our world: a leaf, a bug, a crumb and any creature that came her way. Through her heart I have learned compassion and how to love unconditionally. Through her soul, I have seen courage, and an indomitable spirit that fought so hard, to live and to love. Through her gentle, quiet demeanor, I have learned wisdom and forgiveness. Through her goofiness I have learned boundless joy at seeing her run towards me when I entered the house. Through her slow, deep sighs, I have learned profound patience. Through her I learned quite a whole lot..
As she lied there on the table, my head resting gently by hers, her penetrating gaze never faltering from my own, I have learned to appreciate our last moment and wanted her to know that she will always be in my heart and by my side forever. I still miss her dearly.
Pets live relatively short lives. For many of us who love our pets, their death can affect some of us even more than the death of a relative or friend. The death of a pet leaves few people totally untouched.
A pet may come to symbolize many things to each of us. It may represent a child, perhaps a child yet to be conceived or the innocent child in us all. It may reflect the ideal mate or parent, ever faithful, patient and welcoming, loving us unconditionally. It is a playmate and a sibling. It is a reflection of ourselves, embodying negative and positive qualities we recognize or lack in ourselves. The same pet may be all of these, alternating between roles on any given day or for each member of the family - that's what Pudding was. That's why it was so hard.
The joy found in the companionship of a pet is a blessing not given to everyone. I feel very lucky to have been able to spend those 4 short years with her. She's changed my life.
On February 12, 2011, I was given the gift of another life of a precious little one, exactly 6 months since Pudding's passing on August 12, 2010. Pudding's breeder had planned to keep her, the only puppy left, but decided after long contemplation to let her go to our family because of what happened to Pudding, in hopes that Precious would help our family find happiness again. Precious was precious to her and knew she would be perfect for our family in helping heal the wounds. She was absolutely right.
Precious was born on 10.10.2010 and weighs only 10 lbs, a lot smaller than Pudding but nevertheless I couldn't be any happier. We don't expect she'll grow much bigger as her whole line of family were all on the much smaller side. Though I decided on 'Precious' for her name, I like to think Whiskers would have fit too because she's practically part kitty - she only loves cat toys filled with cat nip and snuggling in the creases of arms and legs!
All in all, I have finally decided to present her to the world. Puppies grow up way too quickly and I didn't want her youth to pass on by. Not as a replacement that will be filling in Pudding's paw prints left behind in my heart but as a new loving friend that will walk alongside it and make new memories. I wish for everyone to watch her grow and give her much love! Though she's very shy and small, I hope you can welcome her with open arms <3.
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