I first wrote about our dog Shelby in my post “A Spiritual Awakening of Sorts“. Once we were settled into our new home, after just a few months, it was time for me to give into my husband and get a dog. I had never had a dog, so this would be my first. We got Shelby from our local humane society. She was one of two puppies that were around 2-3 months old.
Above: Shelby when she first came home with us.
Below: Shelby with our son during her first Spring with us.
Shelby fit into and loved our lifestyle back then. We were very much outdoors people and we loved biking, hiking, and canoeing. Shelby went on many hikes with us. She loved the outdoors.
Shelby was some sort of terrier mix, so the cold winters didn’t bother her at all.
We started camping so that we could take Shelby with us on weekends and vacations. She loved camping!
Shelby also loved the water, and she loved to chew on sticks!
Shelby was only 6 years old when she was diagnosed with an aggressive form of lymphoma. We chose a treatment that would not be too stressful for her, and would hopefully give her a few more months to live. We always felt we made the right decision, because once her treatment started, she went into remission quickly and she felt great for a few months. When the cancer came back, it was with a vengeance. The good part about that was that she did not suffer for long, before she left us for the rainbow bridge. During those last few months, we still went camping and hiking, and she was able to enjoy life for a while longer.