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In loving memory...
SEDONA, CDX, HT,CGC, TDI
Sedona
Dear, sweet Sedona,
You were just a Cattle Dog, with many of a Cattle Dog's ways. But those
who knew you, understood just how really special you were to me...
You wanted so to be with me, you slept by my side of the bed. I knew you
were there so I always took care not to step on you. For the past week,
Kyle, had been a bit afraid, as ten year olds, can be at night. Too old
to want to sleep with Mom and Dad, yet afraid to be alone. You loved me
so much that you stayed and slept with him when I bid you to do so. He
felt safe with you near, he loved you, you gave him confidence, you took
care of him for me.
Sedona, most people only know their dogs as pets, sometimes a nuisance,
sometimes a chore, a lot of the time ignored. It was never thus with you,
I knew from the beginning, the day that Diann picked you out for me,
because you were marked just like your father, Bucky. She picked you up
and said that you were the one for me, oh God, I will owe her forever,
she was so, so right.
A tiny prick eared, half masked blue baby at six weeks of age, you were
always at my feet and went with me everywhere.
You were a bit of an embarrassment in puppy kindergarten, growling at
every puppy that came near you, we dropped out, not a very auspicious
beginning to a wonderful obedience career.
We worked together, always a team. Because of this you became my
certified Service Dog. A bigger help than ten people.
I cannot say, I don't have the words, I hope you knew how very much I
love you, how cherished you are...
I ache at your loss, there will never be another Blue Heeler for me, no
other can ever come close, you were the dog of a lifetime...
If dogs love then you loved me well, with your whole being. I loved
you, too, 'Dona dog...
In loving memory of
SEDONA, CDX, HT,CGC, TDI
April 21, 1991-February 16, 1997

What is an Obedience Title Really?
"Not just a brag, not just a stepping stone to a higher title, not just
an adjunct to competitive scores, a title is a tribute to the dog that
bears it, a way to honor the dog, an ultimate memorial. It will
remain,
in the record and in the memory, for about as long as anything in this
world can remain. Few humans will do as well or better in that regard.
And though the dog himself doesn't know or care that his achievements> have been noted, a title says many things in the world of humans, where
such things count.
A title says your dog was intelligent, and adaptable, and good-natured.
It says that your dog loved you enough to do the things that please
you, however crazy they may have sometimes seemed.
And a title says that you loved your dog, that you loved to spend time
with him because he was a good dog, and that you believed in him enough
to give him yet another chance when he failed, and that, in the end,
your faith was justified.
A title proves that your dog inspired you to that special relationship
enjoyed by so few; that in a world of disposable creatures, this dog
with a title was greatly loved, and loved greatly in return.
And when that dear short life is over, the title remains as a memorial
of the finest kind, the best you can give to a deserving friend,
volumes
of praise in one small set of initials after the name.
An obedience title is nothing less than the love and respect, given and
received and recorded permanently."
Author Unknown
The above appeared in the Miami Valley Labrador Retriever Club newsletter,
was posted to the tracking list by W. Orrin Eldred II, and
is reposted here with his permission, which he said extends to other
club newsletters, etc. It would be wonderful to credit the author if
anyone knows who wrote this lovely piece.