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                                       'RUS' 
























June 15, 1996 to August 4, 2009
Words cannot express what this dog meant to me. Rus was my constant companion since day one.  Although not the puppy I had originally chosen, when I arrived at Deb's house to pick up my new puppy he let me know in no uncertain terms that he should be the one to spend his lifetime with me.  I have never regretted his making the decision for me..... and I must say he must have known something that I didn't.  Beginning on the long trip home where he curled himself around the back of my neck for the duration of the trip, he has never left my side if he had anything to say about it. 

Rus was there for my first experiences in the show ring, the agility ring and the herding arena. He  competed extensively in obedience and in agility, with many, many titles and placements in AKC, NADAC and ASCA agility.  We tried so hard for that elusive UD but never were able to accomplish it.

I will be forever grateful to Rus's breeder, Debbie St Jacque of Beauwood Kennels for this truly wonderful best friend and  companion.  He was  the  BEST!!!!!!
                                          Goodbye My Friend

Photo by Laurie Shuren
BOB at the Altoona Area Kennel Association
Rus placed 3rd in the Am Bred Class and finished his CD at the AKC Carlisle Nationals
BOW at Altoona Area Kennel Association Show
Placed in AM Bred at Georgia ASCA Nationals
AGILITY

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AT PLAY
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THE ROSE
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves the heart to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say, love, it is a flower
And you, it's only seed

It's the heart, afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream, afraid of waking
That never takes a chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul, afraid of dying
That never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love in the spring
becomes THE ROSE.

  Rest in Peace, "my heart"
Until we are together again
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