 
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

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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 |