"Sheba"
November 1989 ----- February 11 1999
Boston Bull Terrier
When Dad bought you for me he said that you would protect us.
As I stood there holding this tiny
black ugly thing all I could say was; "Yeah right Dad."
It turned out more than once you protected us from danger
but you wouldn't leave our side
if we were sick or upset.
Somehow you just knew that we needed help.
You were a great pet
although I don't think you ever knew
you weren't human or who owned who.
I have lots of good memories of the best gift I ever got from Dad.
I know that you're playing with Dad and Benji now
and that one day I'll see and hold and hug you again
and feel those wet kisses all over my face.
My biggest regret was that I couldn't save you
when you needed me
and putting you down was the hardest thing I ever had to do,
But in return for all the years of pleasure you gave me
I could make sure that you didn't suffer.
You were a delight as a pet and you stole our hearts.
I'm so glad that I was your mom. I love you
dearly and miss you terribly!
and always will.
Pat
| Sheba |
| Pat |