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.