I got some very sad news recently, as I was told one of our dear old boys Till had passed away. Till was an incredible character, spending the majority of his life before coming to us in a haulage yard. His owner loved him dearly but when he died, nobody wanted Till.
We rescued him from a bad situation, and in Walter, Helen, Reise and Sandy he found the perfect family. Throughout the last 4 years of his life, Till lived in extreme comfort and wanted for nothing. He and Reise became inseparable, but it was his love for his Dad Walter that stood out above all others.
I'd like to than Helen and all the family for giving Till his perfect life, like Roman before him, they took a SHAK dog with not much else going for him, and gave him everything. For that I will always be more than grateful.
I'll leave the last few words and pictures with Helen.....
"A copy of this picture went in Sandy's breast pocket to Afghanistan last year when Sandy went on his tour of duty. I think you can see the happiness in Till's eyes and just how magnificent he became once settled, loved and re-rehabilitated into a family life. The second photo is one taken at the seaside with Sandy, William, Walter and I. How he liked the seaside, drinking the sea and looking for tasty morsels along the beach!
Till wanted for nothing and he lived his short time with us to the maximum; enjoying his favourite things: quiet country walks, dog training, food of any kind, baking days, car rides, compost hills and any rubbish he could eat given the chance (not to mention the opportunist "steals" from the kitchen and his utter joy at barking at not much). He was Walter's constant companion and shadow. When Walter was out he would lie patiently waiting under his painting easel in the studio, frequently casting his eagle eyes about looking for any old dusters or paint rags of Walter's to rip up and shred as if to say "why didn't you take me?".
Thank you and all at SHAK for sending us the most wonderful GSD that anyone could be fortunate enough to own."