* In Memory Of Shyenne

*In Memory Of Shyenne

This picture is of her doing the one thing that she loved to do. And that would be hunting! I hate that she will not be able to do anymore but at least I know that she is no longer in pain and is waiting for us.

*I thank God upon ever remembrance of you-Phil.1:3

Yesterday was  one of the hardest days ever. I knew last night well early in the morning that something was wrong with her. She would try to get up and then fall back down or if she was able to get up she would wobble where ever she walked to. Therefore, Justin and I had decided we was taking her back to the vet. I had to wait for him to get off work because I could not pick her up on my own and carry her in and out. Plus our vet Jerry was not going to be there until about 1:30. She had been drinking water and moving around all morning, I was thinking she was just restless. I started to smell something and noticed that she was pooping. Which was a great thing because remember I gave her the enema last night. She wasn’t up pooping she was still laying down. Well the lady at the vets office called to check in on her and told her that she was pooping every where and she asked if it was solid or runny. Well of course if just had to be runny. Before this she was going to tell me just to keep Shy home for the day that she was weak from not eating the last two days because she hadn’t been able to poop. And since she was pooping she would get to feeling better but since it was runny she wanted us to go ahead and bring her in just to get checked out, which I was down for because it would make me feel more comfortable. OK so not even 10 mins after that I had cleaned her up got ready and Justin pulled up. I am telling you I had just cleaned her up and checked on her not even 5 mins before Justin got there. Well when he got here I told him I was going to get something to put down in the truck so she wouldn’t poop in my seat and for him to get her ready… Well he walks in the bathroom (that’s where she went to lay down when she started pooping.. smart) and he looks at her and says shalane she DEAD! I thought he was trying to be funny which wouldn’t have been funny at all. So, me being since I had just checked on her and she was FINE (breathing and alive) tells him to stop messing around and come on… Then I hear him crying. I knew then he wasn’t messing around at all. This has been the toughest for both of us. Shyenne was our baby, best friend and she protected me anytime she thought I was in harm. We will never be able to replace her and yet will never try either. I know that she died knowing that both her momma and daddy loved her very much. I tried everything that I possibly could I wish that I could have done more but I also know that God was ready to take her to heaven. I know that she will be there waiting for us when we arrive.