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I Love You My Little Sherman Tank
by Joyce Whitcomb
I adopted Sherman Feb of 2005 from the Aussie rescue. Not until a week after I had him home did I find out he was deaf. It didn't matter I fell in love with his Aussie wiggle and his permanently happy attitude. We developed our own sign language. He developed scoliosis of the back a few years ago. The other night he went down and was unable to stand. I knew it was time and so did he, he didn't struggle or fight to stand, he just looked at me as if to say "it's ok, it's time". The vet came to the house after hours. Things went smoothly as I sobbed in his beautiful red coat. That was June 28, 2011. I miss him terribly.
I have another dog who is Collie/Aussie mix. He misses him too. He walks around the house and looks for him, then looks back at me. I hug him and tell him I miss him too.
I called him my little Sherman tank because of him being deaf he would many times just plow his way through to where he wanted to go. He did eventually learn to wait and watch me for instruction.
What a wonderful dog he was. My mother who is housebound was always thrilled to see him when we would go over. He was a gentleman always.
God bless him. I will see him at the Rainbow Bridge when my time comes, along with all the rest of my beloved pets.