When I start thinking about my dog Pasha it brings me tears to my heart
that I loss my best friend again. Even though I was raised with many show
dogs, Pasha was My first show dog. What's giving me a hard time with it is
that I didn't get to see or hold him as he fades away. I only remember him
happy with spark in him, now its hard for me to except that my best friend is
gone. The last I saw him was new years 2012 over Skipe while he was staying
with my Dad in BC, I got to see his grey eyebrows and face, I got to hear him
howl in excitement over hearing my voice. Its hard to except he is gone without
seeing him in the state that it is time to go. When your with your dog for so long
and you know how they are, they tell you when its time to go. You can see it in
their eyes. I didn't get to see that, so now I am hurting cuz I lost my buddy
that I carried around so close to me.

Both Pasha and I, and my dad got to be glamorous in the ring like super
models and won many ribbons. We went for walks and played in the river
as young pups. We went camping roughing it style at the dog shows, even
motored around in a small sports car with the T-Tops off playing the latest
tunes together. He was out of the first litter I got to whelp and raise from
his mother Province Marguerite, my High school best buddy. I even got to
raise his children and grand kids and learn more about having a real pack
of dogs living in harmony. He had lovely perfect hair that was easy to keep.
Long ear feathers that were always over 12" long from the tip of his ears.
He always warned me of bad people in my life, he was the best watch
dog. Now, I feel I lost my best buddy like his mother was to me in high
school. They were my only best friends through life so far. I love you
Pasha and Maggie I still hope to keep you both alive through
your children for the rest of my life.

                                                    Love Stephanie