Her way of saying Thanks for all I had done for her.
Born on St. Patrick's day, and my last name being of Irish decent, I found it only fitting to call him Shamrock. He quickly became the joy of the neighborhood children, as he was for me.
I would carry him in my sweater pocket he was so small. His first girlfriend, so to speak was Taz, a 2 yr. old black lab, that took him to heart. They played together all the time, and when shammy, as he was called got out of hand, she would just drop one of her big paws on him, to cool him down. He was loved by all, and especially me, and he in turn, loved and protected me as well. He loved all the other dogs that he met, until one day, by accident, a golded lab named LOBO, got to excited when he saw us, and knocked me down. Landin with a grunt, shammy looked at lobo, and then headed right for his throat. He was upset, because he thought that lobo had hurt his mommy.
Later that year, my husband had him out for a walk and they were attacked by a pit-bull, but the pit-bull got the worst of it. Shammy grabbed it's throught and didn't want to let go. My husband was not hurt, but Shammy did suffer a pullled muscle in his chest, The other dog, had bitten him, but not broken the skin.
He loved life, and the people around him, and they loved him as well. He even got along well with cats. He was my baby. A year and 3 months have gone by, since we had to have him put down. He had throat cancer, and fluid in his lungs. The Vet had told us, that he did not have long to live, and we didn't want him to suffer anymore. He loved to play with balloons, and never broke them, they would lose air before that happened. He also loved his toys, mostly his tennis balls, and small football, and long walks with my husband, during which he would stop and smell the flowers, and go out of his way to get to them. He was a character indeed.
Unfortunately on Dec. 1rst.2004 he took his last breath. I held him, as the life slowly drained from his body, it was the hardest thing I had to do, even now, I am sitting here in tears, remembering him, and what had to be done. I had lost the 2 most precious things in my life in a relivly short period of time, my Mother, dying just 1/1/2 yrs prior to this. After which I had an emotional breakdown.
They will both be for-ever missed, but not a day goes by that I don't think of both of them.
He too is sleeping with the Angels and my MOM, God Bless you both.
I LOVE YOU
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