My Sheba

by Kathy Little Leaf
(Missoula, MT. United States)

My Sheba was just not my Sheba, she was surrounded by love of a family, this beautiful German Shepherd. Her father was a Canine Dog who worked for the Police Department's canine unit. We were so proud of Sheba.

I always wanted a German Shepherd. When my son was born I dreamt of our own home with a yard so my son could have a dog of his own. For my son, a boy and his dog. I dreamt this for my son but it was also my dream too, to have a Sheba dog for our home.

My dream came to be, a house with a yard, and a boy with a dog, and for me too. But, not just any dog, a German Shepherd.

You touched our hearts my Sheba, so beautiful. Your departure was quick and in a strange way you said your goodbyes to us that day. You told us you loved us, and licked my son's face, and sat there and watched us as we pulled away.

With undying love and faith, you've been there, you gave to us, and taught us to love without judgement and faith.

In the beginning I bought you for my son, but in reality I also bought you for me. I always wanted a German Shepherd dog, My Sheba. You will be greatly missed and my memories of you watching us with love and faith in your eyes will stay with me forever.

Be happy now, My Sheba, run and be carefree with as many doggy treats as you can eat in Heaven. We love you.