Hello and welcome to my section of the website about me! My name is Sheba Martin and I am the dog of the house. My parents welcome you to visit our site and to get to know us. We have many friends and family that want to keep up with what is going on in our lives and this website is one way we are doing that. Benjamin thinks they want to keep up with him but I know they really want to see how good I am. If you feel I am a good dog, be sure to tell my parents that I am so they can give me TREATS!Thanks for visiting and I hope you enjoy the website.
To my family and Friends,
I am four years old now and I have lived with the Martins for most of those years. They have shown me love and kindness. They have provided everything I could have ever wanted. They took me to school to learn what it is to be a GOOD DOG. They comforted me and took me to UGA to help me with my fear aggression. They feed me the best food and gave me the best toys. I in return have given them all my love and companionship. I have watched over them every night to make sure they were safe. I would sleep next to my Dad to make sure he was warm. I would give my Mom a little nudge just when I thought she needed it.
Everyone would get a kiss. I have pleanty of those to go around. My little Brother is great. He helped me learn to not be afraid, after all I had to keep him out of trouble. I would watch out the window for my Dad's return from work. I loved to go on walks with him and chase the squirrels and chipmunks. But not everything lasts forever. I am a big girl now and I must move on.
I had a bad seizure couple of days ago. Mom and Dad was really scared, so was I. When I came out of it I thought my Mom and Dad was being attacked so I went after what I thought was going after them. I couldn't really understand what was going on but it was really my Mom. She didn't get hurt and neither did I. After fighting the wall for a minute I finally calmed down. Unfortunately, Mom and Dad knew I was not able to stay at home anymore. If my little brother had been there I might have hurt him, not that I would have wanted to.
So I am going to find another family that I can continue to grow old with. My life with the Martin's was great. I wish it could have lasted longer. I can tell Mom and Dad feels the same but it just can't be that way anymore. I decided to go back to Homeless Pets to find a new home. I have taken all my stuff with me minus a few things I thought Mom and Dad would like to keep to remember me by.
In my heart I will be Sheba MARTIN although I may be called by another name.
She also has a sweater and a coat for those cold days, of which we have been getting. I think she likes her outfits since it appears that she walks like she is the queen when she has them on.