The Last "Willow-Gram"
Today is October 6, and I’ve been waiting here at Rainbow Bridge since August 10, 1015. You see, I am one of the Lancaster 11; I am one of the lucky ones.
When I was rescued back in September 2007, I didn’t know what to expect. I lived in a cage, laid in my own pee and poop, and was fed enough to keep me alive. I had litters of Sheltie puppies that were taken from me that I never knew. I had outlived my usefulness and was going to be killed.
Then these strange people came; took me out into the sun, cleaned me, washed me, fed me. I had no idea what was going on or what was going to happen. I met Anita, Camille and Diane, and Laura Flynn. I was introduced to the NJ Sheltie Foster Moms. I got to stay with Donna. She took care of me. She told me I was loved; I was special; I was wanted. I didn’t believe her. I was just scared.
Then, one day in February, of 2008, a man came to see ME. He held me, gave me a treat, talked to my sheltie friends and me. Didn’t trust him either. But he came back. He took me home with him. That’s right, HOME.
We spent the next seven years together. We went everywhere. I was never alone again. The man and the lady took care of me, held me, and loved me. No matter what happened, or what I did, I was loved. I wasn’t scared anymore; I had found tranquility, loyalty, and a sister named Paige. The lady would lay with me as we watched TV. She brushed me and cared for Paige and me. I felt so safe. The lady would play the guitar; I would lay at her feet and listen. I was her Sheltie. The man would walk us every day; we went to the park, took car rides, we just hung out.
As I watched over Paige, and the man and the lady, I noticed Paige was starting to feel the way I did a year ago. They noticed too.
The man and the lady took care of Paige the same way they took care of me. They spared no expense to make Paige feel better. She got to eat roast beef and chicken. She ate sweet potatoes and cantaloupe. Paige took her medicine and ate well. But soon Paige started to feel sick from the same problem that took me from them.
The love that the man and the lady had for us was so great that they gave me my final wish. Paige is here with me at The Rainbow Bridge. We met Sabel and Isabelle, who Paige knew. Now the four of us get to romp and play together. We have no pain, no more stiff joints, no more sickness.
* We do not permit adoptions of shelties as gifts. If you would like to give one as a gift you can contact us for advice on how to handle the situation.
Please note that we do NOT adopt to homes with children under the age of 10. Herding dogs, especially shelties, tend to chase whatever/whoever is running & they often will nip at the back of legs in their attempt to gather everyone into a neat, manageable area.
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