Sheila had 14 wonderful years with us, we miss her so dearly, and love her forever. Every Christmas, as soon as the tree was put up and the tree skirt placed down, she would go and lay under the tree. Another of her favorite things was to sit on my lap in the early mornings, out in our backyard during cool weather. The funny thing was that after a little while, she would turn around and stare at me, paw at my arm – that's how she asked for a cookie. If we were out running errands for a few hours, when we came home she would grab a toy and run to us to play; even as an old lady dog, she still played with her toys. You'll always be our special bb girl, Sheila.
