What was wrong with me??? Here's this dog that I rescued from the Humane Society. I searched and searched for the perfect companion after my previous dog Pachelbel was put to rest. When I found Shiloh... I couldn't resist adopting him. Shiloh was my buddy for three years. I worked so hard to train him... he is obedient, he doesn't smell like dog, he hardly ever barks, his coat is beautiful and he loves, loves, loves people. Why wasn't I more upset? Well... now I feel the pain and now I am sad. I went through his things tonight because I want to give Rollis more of his stuff. I cried really hard when I folded the handkerchief he wore around his neck after his first bath from the groomer. I continued to cry when I saw his motorized Spiderman toothbrush and the collar with his name engraved on the tag. I cried when I went upstairs and saw that his body mold is still on the dog cot that sits at the foot of our bed and I am crying now thinking about how much more sadness is yet to come.
So why did I do it? Well... there are a lot of reasons, but mainly because I feel overwhelmed and I feel like I don't have the time to give Shiloh like I use to. Life was much different three years ago when I was single, living in an apartment, without a spouse and without children. Now I have a toddler, a five bedroom house to maintain, a full time job and a baby on the way. I did this for Shiloh, even though he loved Aiyana. I wanted him to have more walks and less time spent alone in a house. We travel so much and we are so busy. Shiloh no longer got the attention he needed and deserved. So I decided it was best to find him a home.
I love him very much and I will miss him dearly, but I know Rollis really appreciates his company and it sounds like he has it made with her. I couldn't have asked for a better home for him. She takes him for walks twice a day, sleeps next to him in the living room at night and takes him on many of her outings. She is home most of the day and when she does leave the house it is only for short periods of time. It's all too perfect for Shiloh.
King Shiloh was found battered and abused, left on the city streets to fend for himself. He was rescued and given a second chance and I am proud to say that I made a difference in his life. I hope Rollis will give him even more and he will live a happy canine life for the rest of his years.
Here are a few of the many pictures I took of King Shiloh throughout the years.
This picture was taken right after I adopted Shiloh
He is a handsome English Pointer
Yes... I took him to visit Santa, but he was sort of my child at the time.
This picture makes my heart sink the most... he loved Aiyana and she loved him. Her first word was "dog" and it was quickly followed by his name "Hi, Hi (i.e. Shi Shi)"