Windsong's Warm Gun aka Gunner
8/18/1996 - 12/01/2006

Sire: GV abCH Bionic Black Smoke of Zion, CGC, ROM aka Shep
Dam: GVabciCh Windsong's Katrinka D'Shiloh, ROM
aka Trinka

I could never express my everlasting love for Gunner. I remember the first time I met you to pick up Koani when you lived in NY. and it was during a blizzard, I couldn't stay long because I had a long ride home to RI. But I remember the little puff of fur and I fell in love with the breed. All the way home she got sick and I talk to her and played wolf music for her which she loved. Then came my first Shiloh Shepherd Homecoming and I was sooooooooo proud of her. Then I spotted Gunner and You were upset and I told you that I love that dog and he is soooo beautiful that I would buy him. But I knew it was too much for you then. About 6 months We talked and you wanted to see Koani so I drove to Pennsylvania where you were living at the time. and You were so proud of Koani, and I knew you were more than a breeder but did it for love. We talked about Gunner and you didn't think they would get along but they did, I didn't care about the price I just fell in love with this big beautiful man, (do you remember). He was a very proud man and when he ran it was like he was floating on air. He was so beautiful to watch. As time and years went on Koani and Gunner became inseparable, in 10 years they never had 1 fight. Even though Gunner was the omega he was able to eat and drink out of the same dish, he had such a kind spirit.

Everywhere I went they went too. and people would ask "What kind of dogs are they? German shepherds, Australian shepherds etc..." and I would be so proud and say they are Shiloh Shepherds." My move to AZ was tough on them climate change, dry and hot, dusty We spent a great deal of time at the vets to find out what was going on. Poor Gunner I had to shave his beautiful coat for one summer to heal his cuts and he was very embrassed. I can still see him hiding. But they never complained unconditional love that you will never find anywhere. Gunner was my 15 min checker meaning he would come and check on me every 15 mins. and then go back and lay down. He was my protector, my mentor but most of all he was my Best friend. He was always a gentleman, but also protect me and our property. I will miss him waiting for me to come home form work at the gate everyday. At night he always slept beside me, when I was sad he would give me kisses. By Nov 2006, he started to get sick so I took him in for a check up. Vet couldn't find anything. His health was failing fast too fast for me to handle. The selfish side of me wouldn't let him go. So I turned to you Wendy and you told it was his time to go, but I couldn't and wouldn't believe that my beautiful Gunner would not be with me anymore. He was a very proud man and I know he didn't want to loose his dignity. So I had to let him go...God it was so hard, I screamed and cried for days. I loved so much that I had to let him go. It left a huge whole in my heart. He will always be in my heart and soul till I see him again. God knows when he takes Koani My heart will be missing. Wendy I just wanted to that you for bringing these beautiful dogs in my life. They are the best breed and you are the best breeder.

Thank-you for trusting Gunner and Koani into my life, We all love you
- Gunner, Koani and Becky


RUN LIKE THE WIND
NATURES LAST CALL
LIKE HIS BRETHREN KIN
STANDING TALL
IN THE MIDDLE OF NIGHT
WITH A HIGH PITCH HOWL
THEY BECOME CONNECTED
BACK WITH THE ETERNAL PACK
HE IS NOW EXCEPTED

LIKE A WARRIOR
TO HIS BREED
ALWAYS SERVING WITH SUCH A SPIRIT
AND NEVER A NEED
ONLY TO LOVE AND SERVE ANOTHER
HIS LIFE WAS ALWAYS THAT OF THE GREAT PROTECTOR

FOREVER DEDICATED AND STRONG WILL
HE WAS WINDSONGS WARM GUN
EVEN IN DEATH HE SERVES HER STILL
FOREVER AT YOUR SIDE AND NEVER ALONE
BECAUSE IT IS YOUR HEART
THAT SHALL ALWAYS BE HIS HOME

Dedicated to WINDSONGS Warm Gun From Rocky

The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this -- the last battle -- can't be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We've been so close -- we two -- these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.


DEDICATED to WINDSONG'S WARM GUN FROM KOANI AND REBECCA

ShepTrinkaKoani

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