My Shep

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I have only loved one dog.

Submitted: January 14, 2007

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I don't like dogs. I am a cat person. Dogs smell and they have this extreme tendency to slober all over materials that are valuable. They think my shoes were made for chew toys and I have even had one canine kill one of my favorite kittens at the time, but there was this one dog when I was a child....

"Sing Shep! Sing boy!" I screamed with delight.

My furry companion set his snout towards heaven and let out a most long howl. No matter how many times I demanded he always did this for me. He had black and white patches with floppy ears that I would grab when I mounted him and lean in for a 20 second ride before he took a sharp curve and I would meet earth.

One day I was on a hike in my favorite part of the woods my family and I called the canopy. Leaves crunched under my feet and I heard the continuous echo of my Shep's graceful trot at my heels. Every other tree he would stop and push his nose against the ground and sniff. With a dirt covered nose, he would sprint ahead of me and stop while I caught up; after I caught up Shep would repeat his playful process. We got about half way through the canopy and Shep stopped infront of me with his ears pricked and the hair on his arched back standing all the way up.

"What is it boy?" I asked kind of nervous making my way around the alerted dog. He turned and snapped at my feet making me jump back behind him again. This ofcourse made me mad and I was about to tell him to go home when I saw a rattlesnake about 5 feet ahead of Shep.

"Lets go back the way we came Shep." I pleaded by grabbing his collar and going the other way. He yanked away and charged for the vile creature making me scream at him and his stupidity. He snatched the snake off the ground and shook that thing until I thought its' eyes were gonna pop out of its' head. When Shep thought it was dead enough he pranced like the mighty warrior he was and layed his victim at my feet. My Shep looked up waiting for my praise and all I could do was smile.

"You snapped because you were protecting me boy!" I whispered excitingly while dropping to my knees beside the snake and hugging my brave bodyguard. After I conveyed to my pooch that what he had done was a very good thing and hinted at an extra scoop of food tonight we headed home.  I happen to glance down and noticed that Shep had his prize in his mouth and I guessed that he was going to try to milk the praise at home from the family.

"Good boy." I sang with pride.

I came home from town about 4 years later after this incident and learned that my Shep had passed. He was walking up grandma's hill and layed down and died. He had lived a good, long life and had been loved by all his owners.

I watched as dad wrapped my Shep up in tent canvas and place him in a hole. The dirt hitting the canvas made a thud sound that my heart tighten up with pain and sorrow. I stood there for a good time after everyone else had gone home. We had buried him in the canopy.

"I won't ever forget My Shep..I won't" I said as tears fell and dotted his resting place.

As I made my way home alone this time I heard a howl in the distance and I stopped and smiled.

"Sing Shep!" I screamed, "Sing forever more..." I whispered.


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