Today I retire yet another sheltie. This one is only 5 years old. I remember the excitement I felt when I first got him. This was going to be the one who would allow me to use all I had learned with my other two shelties who left me too soon from cancer. Maybe this time we would make it to the Masters ring. Maybe this time we could go to Nationals. Maybe.
Now sheltie only means heartbreak to me. I love the breed, but I cannot endure another heartbreak.
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