They both loved the same games.
And sometimes it could be hard to tell them apart.
Rudi was clearly the "top dog" in our crew. But Sheba would struggle with her place in the pack. She got into several fights with our girl CarrieAnne, and often she got the worst of it.
In any weather, Sheba wanted to play.
Sheba was an affectionate dog that loved "grown up people"as much as she loved other dogs. She was the perfect dog to take on a walk or on a road trip and to tell your secrets too. Sheba had a quiet and calming spirit that had a way of always making me feel better on my worst days.
I did however, notice that she was slowing down the last few weeks. But I shrugged it off thinking it was just the heat. But as you may have read in our last post, that wasn't it at all. The diagnosis this past Monday of cardiac hemangiosarcoma was totally unexpected.
I'd hoped for more days of grace for her, especially when she seemed to be feeling so much better. When Thursday started out as a good day for her, I never had any thought that our time together would end so suddenly. That morning Sheba was in good spirits, and she was happy as she rolled in the grass...
But I remain grateful and thankful for the nearly 11 years we had together. Even in my sadness and heartbreak, I am grateful for the gift of her love in our lives. By having Sheba, as well as the other dogs I have found that my fear of death has been lessened -- Because if death means finally joining Sheba and the others who have gone before her, then let it happen when it will.
But until that time comes, I'll treasure all of my memories of a dog that was a great friend and family member.