1/11/13 I couldn't stand to see my babies' tag get retired, so I have reordered it. Thinking about Max being gone still makes me sad, but at least I can now be more thankfull that I had him for as long as I did. Willing to trade for other dogs tag primarily, but there is much to tempt me. I know I have requested not to see this on Ebay, to which 4 people have ignored me, but really...I'm not a big fan of Ebay and you'll get more selling it on the forums.
11/9/10 Max left me today. Cancer won. I'll see you on the Rainbow Bridge my little boy! I miss you.
If you found this tag in a cache, please log it....and then it is yours to keep! If you don't want to keep it, I respectfully request that you trade it, re-cache it or send it to me. I DON"T want to find this tag on EBay!!! There are still many of these undiscovered in the wild. Good luck!
Shelties are like potato chips.....you can't stop with one.
These are my three precious boys. Chip, the color-headed white, is 11 (as of 2009). He was a "rescue" case. I got him at 6 from a nice young woman who had a 2nd baby on the way and couldn't afford to medicate the dog's epilepsy. He is definitely the Beta of the pack, taking care of everyone, keeping things orderly and dragging adults to any crying baby...anywhere...even to neighbor's houses when you are visiting friends in order to come to the aid of THAT crying baby!
Bos'n is the blue merle I had wanted since I got my first beautiful baby 17 years ago. I needed a third dog like I needed a hole in the head, but I had wanted a blue merle for so lonnnnng! It's not like there are kids or anything, so with true addicted fascination, I met him when he was 5 days old. It was love at first sight! I cried, he peed on me. He's been in total control ever since. He has every bad sheltie habit....talking back, jumping 4 feet straight up, and grabbing my pant legs or nipping my butt to hurry me along.
Max, the dark sable, was another rescue. He was 10 four years ago when the mother of his owner decided she was not in a position to take care of his Lyme disease while his master was in Iraq. Besides, he had a young family and had left the dog to start a new life. Poor Max. He was in pretty bad shape for a while. He became deaf, almost blind and barked constantly just to hear noise. He was kind of like those old men that mutter to themselves all day...he just had no volume control. He lost his battle with cancer today and I had to hold him and tell him what a great dog he's been as the Vet gave him peace. Saying "Goodbye" is always the hardest part of loving a dog. If you have the courage to love a fur-kid passionately, then you have to accept grieving with the same energy and depth.
Shelties are the perfect breed for me. They are intelligent, beautiful and completely dedicated. They are more than ready to love whomever I love, but they aren't about to be their dog. The worst thing that can happen to a sheltie is to lose their people. I've had boys that would forego food to stay with me. Find THAT on two legs! When a sheltie loses its family, they grieve too. Understanding a sheltie takes patience, acceptance, unquestioned love and compassion. Yeah, they're noisy and snippy....but so am I! The match is unquestionable.
Why rainbow glitter instead of white glitter? Well.....'cause I'm a girl who likes glittery things. That, and you never know WHAT you'll find in a sheltie's ruff....twigs, grass, little fish, shoe bits, and yes....rainbow colored glitter that you spilled while painting the ceiling and they were so insistent on being near you at all times, they would lay on top of that glittery paint just to stay close to you. Now THAT is true love!!
This is actually a picture of the boys taken at one of Maine's notorious covered bridges. There was a small beach nearby and the boys LOVED it! Fall is beautiful in Maine and the firey colors of the trees created a nice backdrop.
A Special "Thank You" to Flashtag Designs (Who has gone off to college and is no longer designing. I don't know WHAT I'll do when I need a new sheltie tag?!?)for her fantastic work. Yet again you have captured the essence of what was in my mind....only this time you did one better and got what was in my heart as well. Thanks.