A dog is the only thing in the world that loves you more than he loves himself. It has been just over a year now since we lost our Shelby. And the pain is still there. And the tears still flow freely every time I think of her. And that is frequently. I miss my Furry Daughter so very muchit has not been the same without her. We still have her pictures, her blanket, her collars, her toys and most important, we still have the memories. But what I want most I cannot haveand that is to touch her, to pet her, to scratch her head and to feel her warm breath on my face. Her ashes, I touch every day, her picture I touch every day, her blanket I touch every day. That is how much I miss her. It does not take much for me to cry when I think of her and the days she spent with us. The day we lost Shelby, had to be one of the worse days of my life. To me she was my companionmy friend..my partner.my protector. To Shelby I was her life, her love, her leader. Shelby was my baby, faithful and true to the last beat of her heart. Shelby and I were the Lone Ranger and Tonto..always together. Pets touch our lives in their own special ways and remain forever in the warmest corners of our hearts. I cannot put into words what having Shelby as my pet meant to me. And I also cannot put into words how I feel that I no longer have Shelby as my pet. A part of my life was taken away. And after all this time, not having her around still greatly affects me. As I mow our lawn, I look up at the deck and remember Shelby sitting and watching..making sure no harm comes to her daddy. When I come home from work, I remember Shelby sitting on the lawn, getting excited, smiling, waiting for her daddy to greet her, kiss her and rub her head and back. Than take her for her walk around the yard. I would give anything in the world to make those memories real. My wife and I genuinely sense Shelbys presence in our home. We know she is with us. We know she is watching over her mommy and daddy. Shelby Jean will remain in the warmest corners of our hearts forever.