Wednesday, November 18, 2009

King Shiloh

I am happy, but very sad to say that I found my buddy Shiloh a new home last weekend. It all happened so fast and while I was in the midst of my third sinus infection this pregnancy. My head was in a fog, I had company, my house was being painted and I was out of sorts when I got the phone call on Sunday. A nice lady named Rollis wanted to come and take a look at my dog. I cried briefly when I got off the phone with her, but reality hadn't sunk in yet. Rollis' granddaughter had found Shiloh's ad on Craigslist while viewing the Arizona listings. Rollis just lost her Bloodhound only a week before. She was considering a new canine friend and she was especially interested in a German Shorthair Pointer. Her granddaughter found Shiloh (he's an English Pointer) and thought that he might just be the one for her grandma. I guess she was right. Rollis came over on Sunday and seemed to really take to Shiloh. So Shi Shi went home with her and I sent along a few of his things. I cried after they left, but again only briefly.

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)"

5 comments:

tbsomeday said...

aw amber--your post made me cry
he is a beautiful boy and you are right--the pic with aiyana is a heartbreaker along with the thought of his body imprint in his dog bed

let yourself cry
it's sad to let go
but remind yourself how much you did for him...who knows if he would have made it out of that shelter...dogs don't get to hang there real long
shi might have a destiny we are unaware of
he came into your life when you needed him
you healed him, he healed you after and through some rough times
now that you have your family to care for his journey continues
he will be grand company for a single woman--you know that best
let yourself be happy for what he is going to do in her life once you get over the sorrow of letting him go
sometimes the hardest thing we have to do is let go
you know you could have kept him--but you gave him the gift of the right home
hugs to you

Amberly said...

amber, I'm so sorry. I know how dogs can get to feel just like family and while you're doing what's best for him and for you, it still hurts like crazy. I hope this passes soon.

Lindsey and Adam said...

It is so hard to get rid of pets. Growing up we had several dogs, but never at the same time. We lived by a busy road on a farm and they all seemed at one time or another to venture off on the road. So sad. I know it is so hard to say goodbye to Shiloh, but at least you know that he is safe and with a good family. I love the bottom picture of Shiloh with Aiyana. That is a keeper!

Anonymous said...

Amber, You love Shiloh and he loves you. It is sad to say good-bye but what should make you feel better is that Shiloh is not sad. Dogs adjust and as long as someone is loving him, he is happy. Just think, two walks a day, going bye-bye, snuggling with someone, and getting lots of hugs, treats and belly rubs! Shiloh is happy, Amber. Do not think that you gave up on him because you didn't. You gave him life, you rescued him and made him feel safe, happy and loved. Now he is not a part of your life anymore, but he a part of another person's life who is mourning the loss of her dog, and Shiloh is helping her with her pain. You know what that felt like when Pac died. You have given Rollis a gift and I can't help but think that this was meant to be. I just wish it didn't hurt so much. I don't want you to be sad. I loved Shiloh too and I'm going to miss him. What's going to help you through this is knowing Shiloh is alive, well, and being spoiled to his heart's content. I love you Amber. You are a wonderful, loving, kind, giving person. Mom

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