Almost all the dogs in the pictures have lived with us. The only two dogs that were not ours were the two Dutch Shepherds standing on the bench.
The white German Shepherd in the pictures is Rowan, my angel. The German Shepherd that looks at you so cutely with his tilted head is Lex, one of the sweetest dogs ever. The black Dutch Shepherd in the pictures is Lana, an incredibly sweet but very feisty girl until her last day. The Belgian Shepherd in the middle of the last picture is Myla, my little princess. And lastly, the German Shepherd with a ball in his mouth is Skipper, a great dog, protective, loyal, and faithful but unfortunately with a backpack from his past.
In 2018, Lex died of a stomach torsion, he was almost 16 years old. In 2019, we had to let Rowan go as a result of an anal gland tumor. Unfortunately, he did not get older than 11 years old. February 2024, the clock stopped ticking for Lana. Breast cancer. And in March 2024, just a month after we had to let Lana go, we had to let Myla cross the rainbow bridge. She had just turned 15 and as a result of old age, she had to deal with Vestibular Syndrome every time, which she did not recover from the last time. We had to make the heartbreaking decision to let her go too.
So now we only have Skipper left. He will be 6 next month (November).