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This site is dedicated to my Mother who encouraged my love of animals...
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Solo
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Maxula Silent Soliloquy Of Jenwisp
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Date Of Birth:
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13 November 1983
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There are more pictures of Solo in the gallery
Hips 3:2 = Eyes clear.
Solo, my best friend, my very special boy. What can I say about him? How can I put into words my feelings for this handsome dog? He was my shadow, my soul mate, and my constant companion. You really have to own a GSD to know one. Whilst I did train him, we never entered obedience, because I had started to show in breed, with some measure of success.
I went through hell when I came home one Saturday morning to find him vomiting white foam. I knew instinctively that it was torsion. I rang the Vet immediately. They had just closed. I begged the receptionist (she had never heard of torsion) to ask the Vet to see us, which he agreed to do. We drove like mad things to reach the Vet. Boy was I relieved to find it was my usual Vet on duty. After examining Solo, he said that it wasn't torsion, and gave him some tablets and an injection to stop the vomiting and I was to take him back again at 5.30 p.m. that evening. We arrived at the surgery at the same time as the Vet. The vomiting had not stopped. After examination, it was decided that torsion had developed and he was to be operated on. He rang his son and a nurse to come in to help him with the operation. I was to ring later in the evening, which I did. He told me what he had done and that he was taking Solo home with him and I was to ring him at home the next morning. He was OK and I could collect him. I was so relieved. He fully recovered from this, but was retired from the show ring.
Solo had eyes for no-one else but me, except for the time Helen took him to her club. He walked down the street with her and never looked back at me. Typical.
Solo was given sleep on 25th June 1990. God bless my special friend.
The Spirit of a German Shepherd Dog
I was standing on a hillside In a field of blowing wheat And the spirit of a German Shepherd Dog Was lying at my feet.
He looked at me with kind dark eyes An ancient wisdom shining through And in the essence of her being I saw love there too.
His mind did lock upon my heart As I stood there on that day And he told me of this story About a place so far away.
I stood upon that hillside In a field of blowing wheat And in a twinkling of a second His spirit left my feet.
His tale did put my heart at ease My fears did fade away About what lay ahead of me On another distant day.
"I live among God's creatures now In the heavens of your mind So do not grieve for me, my friend As I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow's hue My leash a shooting star My boundaries are the Milky Way Where I sparkle from afar.
There are no pens or kennels here For I am not confined But free to roam God's heavens Among my Shepherd kind.
I nap the day on a snowy cloud Gentle breezes rocking me And dream the dreams of earthlings And how it used to be. The trees are full of liver treats And tennis balls abound And Milk bones line the walkways Just waiting to be found.
There even is a ring set up The grass all lush and green And everyone who gaits around Becomes the Best of Breed.
For we're all winners in this place We have no faults, you see And God passes out those ribbons To each one, even me.
I drink from waters laced with gold My world a beauty to behold And wise old dogs do form my pride To amble at my very side.
At night I sleep in an angel's arms Her wings protecting me And moonbeams dance about us As stardust falls on thee.
So when your life on earth is spent And you stand at Heaven's gate Have no fear of loneliness For here, you know I wait.
Author Unknown
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