thru the years...

dignified at nine...

full of beans at four...

his royal puppy-ness at hearthside...

... there will never be another one like you

**cinderfella**

our first rescue, my first dog ever

who was not a german shepherd

born on the wrong side of the fence at hearthside

you wasted no time

worming your way under the fence

and into our hearts

after echo left

you kept sundance company, until he left

then dakota came and we all moved to shangri-la

we discovered your "universal donor" status

and for years you were a blood donor dog

helping countless other dogs in trouble

we were so proud of you

when dakota left you finally got a "sister"

you and miss seraphina blue became fast friends

until that loudmouth boy cash came

and wanted all of miss serablue's attention

but by then you were begining to have trouble with your kidneys

and your knees, and your eyes...

and so you retired from silly shepherd games

then that little whirlwind jeni came, and renewed your spirits

and when shep came, you officially had your own pack

**the black pack**

good company for your elder days

but lately you're not dancing at dinnertime

and last week you weren't hungry at all

and for awhile didn't even drink

and we thought you might be ready to go

but you rallied again, just like when you had bloat

a few years back...

but the spark isn't there

and even tho that nice dr. lisa who came to the house

to make sure you're comfortable

says you're comfortable

we know that could change at any time now

we love you cinderfella...