Sheeta Posted May 19, 2006 Report Share Posted May 19, 2006 I have only posted a few questions on here, but I am an avid reader of the message board. I learned so much about my dog. I sure wish I would have found the message board a lot sooner. In 1992 we adopted a 6 weeks old puppy from the pound. We were told that she was a black lab mix. She was being housed with a full grown chow and was covered with tics and urine. We took her home, cleaned her up and my daughter named her Sheeta. I have no clue where that came from but it was her second choice for a name because there was no way I was going to name my new puppy Barbie. It wasn't until my mother-in-law saw her that we knew for sure that we had a border collie mix. Sheeta stayed with them while we were re-locating from Texas to Arizona. My mother-in-law has horses, goats and even a miniature longhorn bull. She said she would say "come on Sheeta, lets go feed" and my dog was off putting the horses in their respective pens and rounding up cattle and goats. That dog loved being there and I was amazed at her instincts. Her only job with us was to be loved, and to play with her rope and ball. Of course she also loved to untie your shoes if you would stand still long enough. An we can't forget stealing the veggies out of the garden. She thought that was her most important job when she was a pup. So fast forward to Sept. 2005. Sheeta began loosing weight so we took her to the vet. Turns out she had cancer. It had already spread to her liver and lungs so they told us she had a matter of weeks. While the vet told us that she was dying, they apparently forgot to tell her. She continued to loose weight but really never had any of the symtoms that they told us to look out for. She continued to be as playful and active as a 14 year old dog could be. This week we did begin to notice a change in her, she began snapping at us when we would give her a treat and she just wasn't acting like herself so we knew it was getting to be time. This morning when we went outside to say good morning and to feed her, she was having a hard time standing and her head was tilted to one side. So we did what was best for her and took her back to the vet and said our good byes. In all reality we probably waited just a bit too long. She was 14 years old and a much better dog than we were owners. So today I want to say a final thank you to everyone for answering my questions. Your answers made her last years with us, better ones. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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