Comebye Wild West Wilma "Wilma"

May 30, 1994 - March 31, 2006

NATCH MAD AX AXJ O-EAC O-EGC O-EJC FMX FDCH
OFA Good - OFA Elbows - CERF - BAER Normal

Hopscotch (Scotch) x
Am/Can OTCH U-ACH U-UD Brighteye Bronco Bette,
UDX MX AXJ EAC OJC NGC FDCH SKC-CD HT JHD SCH-BH CGC TDI
(Bette)




Wilma - March 18th, 2006

I give you this one to keep . . .

I am with you still . . . I do not sleep.

 

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

 

When you awaken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

 

Do not think of me as gone . . .

I am with you still . . . in each new dawn.

 

. . . Native American Prayer

 


Wilma left, December, 2003 and Wilma right August, 2002

My beautiful baby girl left me to be with her mom. I can only now imagine her
running like the wind with her beautiful long tail streaming out behind her.
Wilma left behind her legacy, so many of you would not have the dogs you have if it
weren't for Wilma. She loved everyone she ever met, she was the most loving mom
and she was my best buddy, we were always together. Wilma was a founding member of
the Black Sheep Squadron flyball team... her team is now all together again, she was
the constant height dog. She loved flyball but her passion was agility. She always amused
people when she would stand on her hind legs to watch the dogs ahead of her at
a trial run "her" course. She was a true ambassador for the Border Collie.
 
Right now it's hard to imagine the days ahead without her sweet face nuzzling
up to me every morning and every night, her spot on the bed empty, her nipping
at my butt when we would head back inside from the yard, her scream of glee
when she would hear the click of the flashlight knowing she could get the beam,
her big woof when I would change the kitchen garbage bag, her attack on
the vacuum, her constant stalking of "the cat", her kisses,
her always waiting for me at the door....
 
Run like the wind again my beautiful baby girl... my heart goes with you...
...I can still see you through my tears...

Wilma's Daughters

Kyla Tag Quick Doodle

 


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