sheltie tri colorI’ve shared my life and home with Shelties for over 25 years.  I didn’t know I would have Shetland Sheepdogs for the rest of my life.  I got a Sheltie after growing up with Collies and wanting a smaller dog for a housedog.

I started with Lady, a pup from a backyard breeder that died at 4 months.  The pups were never socialized and I found out too late that they were not healthy at all.  At least Lady had a few good weeks with me before she died.

Next it was Happy - a 100% puppy mill Sheltie that I got from a pet store before I knew about puppy mills.  She was a good dog and I made sure she was healthy and stayed that way.sheltie pups

The so called breeder of Lady my first sheltie that died surprised me with a replacement puppy.  The puppy had papers but they were fakes because the Mom was listed as the same one my Lady had.  I kept the puppy and named her Casey.  Happy and Casey got along great and made me know I would always have Shelties in my family.  Next came my BIG oversized Sheltie, Max.  He was a beautiful Shaded Sable with the full white collar and a nice white blaze. He was white factored and the accidental litter of pups he sired were color headed whites. 

I loved the color headed whites.  Cowboy was my favorite.  He had a tri colored head with only one black spot on his side.  He was beautiful.  I placed all the pups in good homes and had Max nuetered so there were no more accidents.

When Max was 2-years-old I got Tara, a tiny Tri-colored Sheltie, 6 months later Cher joined our family.  Now I have 6 Shelties and wonder how that happened!

I wasn’t breeding them except for an accidential litter from a 6 month old sire.  I had no idea a 6 month old pup could sire a litter of pups.  It was all good and I learned so much from the few litters of pups I helped raise.

I’m down to 2 Shelties now. 

Happy and Casey died of kidney problems when they were 11 years old.

Max died after a stroke on his 15th birthday.

Cher died of cancer a few weeks before her 13th birthday and 5 months afer Max died.

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Tara, my best dog friend ever, died 15 days after her 18th birthday.  She was with me for 18 wonderful years and will always be a one of a kind sheltie.  I’ll never forget her and after a year I still miss her as much as I did the day she died.

I have two rescue Shelties now.  Scotty came from the shelter I worked at, Riley came from a local family who didn’t have time for him.  They both came to live with us when they were 9 months old.

I will get another sheltie.  I miss having a girl around and I want to find a Sheltie puppy from Tara’s bloodline.  She was strong Banchory. 

I believe in adopting and I have adopted two Shelties.  I need to have another Sheltie pup with a similar temperment as Tara or little Cher.  I would never buy from a pet shop again and I know what a good breeder is.  I will make a very educated decision when I get my next puppy. 

So that’s how I started with Shelties and how I plan to share my home and life with them forever.

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