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No longer by our side, but furever in our hearts.


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OUR SARA -

Sara Sara, Big Sara, Leggy Sara were her nicknames. Coming to us late in her life, rural Sara became CITY Sara.

Initially uncomfortable with the family on the front verandah or facing a busy city street, soon changed to every chance she got nosing out the door with whoever was going – to sit with us any day or evening

She came to enjoy city walks and romps with her best dog pal and next door neighbour Nixxi – in the hydro fields or at the beach – but oh no not in the water – typical of many collies Sara was not a water dog!

Sara was a ‘with the people’ dog – wanting to be wherever we were – on the living room couch, by the bed, in the kitchen, in the yard ..

At 11 she still chased ground hogs if they came in to her yard; and she was a regular sight seen loping up and down the backyard slopes, visiting our neighbour or hanging out with the family

Into her 13th year she started to slow down but as she approached 14, suddenly for us, she developed some dementia, and severe back pain which we believe she was collie stoic about until it was just too hard to stand.

With meds and her family’s care she stayed with us another 6 months and we are very thankful for that time.

We miss her – and I still expect to see her paw prints in the back yard snow – Sara would have lifted her long legs and got through the drifts currently in the backyard from a recent storm

Sheldon

It is with eyes full of tears that I am writing to you this evening. Nathalie and I said goodbye to our sweet Sheldon on Friday. He was going to be 11 next Thursday.

Last summer, he started showing signs of dementia, like going out in the backyard and forgetting where the stairs are, etc. We did all that we could to help him, but he was at the point where he often did not respond to us calling his name, was growling at his sister, Ashley, and sometimes at us.

As I'm sure you know, it was a very difficult decision to make but it was the best one for our Sheldon.

He is now running and playing at the Rainbow Bridge.

Attached are two pictures. If you are still in contact with Lisette, would you kindly forward to her this email. She was his foster mom all those years ago.

Best regards,

Lois-Linda