Sheila—My Best Friend
by Breanna Saunders
You would think that dogs when they pass it would be when they are very old and very gray around the mouth and struggling to walk. I always imagined what my spunky Aussie Sheila would act like as a old women. Little did I know I would never see her this way.
All through her life she was the alpha dog. I remember getting her from this farm when I was nine not knowing what she would look like. When I saw her I fell in love. Her split face was one in a MILLION. She was so cute and small and I knew she would be very special to me. Lets just say she was the 'loud dog' and would always pick on my other male dog Sydney who is 3 months older than she is.
This past summer had been rocky enough when one day on August 7th something went terribly wrong. Everyone says you're in a 'better place' B.S... You didn't need to die lil girl 3 see you in heaven. I love you. I told you that every single day... you were my partner in crime and my champion show dog. Agility came naturally to you and you always wanted to jump through all the jumps you had the most beautiful face and spunky personality... you LOVED having your butt rubbed and would prance around bragging to everyone when you had your goose... I would yell "kill it sheila!" and you would shake it and find the squeaker and just chew it.
You were always mean to Sydney... Lying at the end of the stairs guarding him to not come down stairs... and how when every time someone came home you would greet them. You loved treats always wanted food. Peanut butter was your favorite. You always had us laughing with your sassiness. You would also make me mad when you jumped the fence everyday. Thought you would get hit… silly girl.
You always wanted to sleep on my bed but took ALL OF THE ROOM! haha but we made it work. I just never got to say goodbye and it sucks. You were so amazing and we are still in in shock.You were literally fine one minute and gone the next. FInding out cancer and a tumor attacked your heart in literally a day is horrible. You were so strong. But spending that last night with you holding your hand and seeing you grab tighter as I tried to scratch something was devastating. You tried to drink but had to lick from my finger tips. You were only 8 years old but acted like you were 2. :)
When it finally came down to put you to sleep it was beyond hard to watch you take your last breaths with us. Watching dad hold you and start bawling... broke my heart. "You're the hardest one" he whispered. He loved you so much. We all did. But saying goodbye to your dead body was heartbreaking. I didn't want to let go. Ahhh Sheila... You are honestly the best thing that's ever happened to me. Sydney is lost without you babe. We got you guys 2 months apart. I know you loved him deep down. haha;) but he loved you and he looks around the house and whines for you. I can't go 5 minutes without breaking down. But meet me at the gates sassy and we will play tug of war. This won't be easy day by day. Words can't explain how much we love you: RIP 6-29-04 to 8-8-12. SBS ♥