Shadow
Sharon and Shadow
I waited 2 years after my 2nd dog died, it was so hard losing him. I took a gamble and went to a shelter and met poor sad little Shadow. He had been pulled from a kill shelter, labeled with separation anxiety and had squandered at the shelter for 2 months. I wouldn't leave without him. He turned out not to have SA, just had never been socialized, didn't know how to play. When my mom was dying, he was a great comfort to her, and to me as well. Then I went through my own cancer ordeal and taking care of Shadow was sometimes the only way I could get out of bed. My sister visited me a lot during my cancer treatments and she and Shadow made fast friends via Wheat Thins. Then my sister was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and died in September. Now Shadow is still sometimes the only way I can get out of bed. Good boy.