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Above and Beyond 3

Sometimes the answers we need can only be revealed by special expensive tests while our dogs are still living--or by post mortems. These owners and their beloved companions made the extremely difficult choice to allow a necropsy to be performed. As a result, even in death they contributed to the future health and well-being of our beloved White Shepherds/white GSDs.

If your dog is a candidate especially as a result of rear-end or spinal problems, please contact Judy Huston. The White Shepherd Genetics Project will help you make arrangements and will pay for the procedure. judy@wsgenetics.org

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		BENJAMIN - Loved by M. Wright & B. Sheets Sire's Pedigree Dam's Sire Benjamin was our "dufus." He irritated mom one minute and she loved him the next. Ben was only 3. He died too young. He suffered too much. He taught us about Diaphragmatic Hernia. Ben, you are not forgotten. Necropsy
		MAC - Loved by Pat and Don Malinowski McCoy (Mac-a-rou) was always in your face. His 108# made it hard not to know he was there. His great love was puppies. We would baby sit little ones so he could teach them to be as kind and gentle as he. He was sweet like his mom and beautiful like his dad. Mac did all that was expected of him. For the first time, we don't think that we can fill the void. I hope one more time that there is a pup out there to replace him. Thanks Big Boy, Love, Mom Necropsy
		KELLY - Loved by Robin Davey & Ken Makowski Sire's Pedigree Kelly, Belly, French Fry, Polar Bear, Salty, Bingo for our Davey Dog, NAMES for Kelly. Everyone Loves Kelly and miss her deeply. She Lives in my Heart every Day! A Wonderful Life she lived. And will always live in our Hearts! Necropsy
		CANTIK - Loved by Esther Cohen and Avia Klein Dam's Pedigree In her short life, Cantik, was the essence of unconditional love and surrender. We will always remember the blessings and reminders she brought to our family. Necropsy
		MAYA - Loved by Oliver Lambert Sire's Pedigree Dam's Pedigree She was dearly loved. Necropsy
		BEAR - Loved by Brian and Laurie McGeorge Sire's Pedigree Necropsy
		DYLAN - Loved by Susan and Jim Ewart Pedigree Outstanding Conformation. Confidence without Arrogance. A Tireless Work Ethic. Beauty in Motion. A Friend-- With the heart of a lion and a gentle soul, Dylan has raised the bar for all future generations of White Shepherds Necropsy
		DAYTONA - Loved by Shawn McGee & John Taylor Pedigree Daytona was bred, owned and loved by Shawn and John. Shawn says, "He was happy and playful and loved everyone. Our "Big Boy" was always willing to please. He will be missed by us and all the people who knew him. Necropsy
		BEAR, BEAR - Loved by Julie Jones BEAR, My first German Shepherd and the best canine companionship I have ever shared. His "Bear Bear" name stuck with him since he reminded me of a bear cub when he was a pup. We connected better than most human relationships. Bear went with me everywhere except work. He was happy where we live, playing in the country, taking long walks and working on our friend's sheep farm. He protected me from all the wildlife on our property. He was chased by a doe with two fawns one time and sprayed by skunks twice. Bear was very sweet and caring towards me, children, and the lambs. Bear loved to please and was obedient most of the time, but had a naughty obsession for the garden hose. The best thing about Bear was his unconditional love. He was the first to greet me, the happiest to see me and a loyal protector and friend. He was a gift from God and came to me at a difficult time of my life and career. Bear's companionship healed some hurts and taught me about forgiveness and loyalty. I wish more humans could learn what I have learned from my dog. I miss the hugs but his gift of joy is still in my heart and that is something that death can not destroy. Bear Bear was a good boy. He knows I love him. Necropsy
		SADIE - Loved by the Groves & Smith Families Pedigree Sadie was beautiful, intelligent, loyal and fun-loving. Our boys loved to play “keep away soccer” with her ball. Seldom could anyone keep the ball away from her for more than two kicks. It was a rare occasion when anyone could fool her by faking a kick. When she was eleven, our youngest son decided to teach her to carry her food dish to the house from the dog run in the afternoon. She’d already learned to tell us she was through “playing” chase by taking her ball to the backdoor to put it away inside the house. She adored going for walks and hikes in the mountains, especially when she could be off the leash. Whenever she roamed ahead of us, we’d see her waiting at the bend in the path that interrupted our view of her and her view of us. Then, off she’d go to wait at the next crook in the trail. The past few years, people have always been amazed to learn her age because she was so exuberant and would leap in the air and gallop around in sheer joy. When inside the house, she always jumped up and greeted every family member as they returned home with a big, doggy smile and wagging tail. After extending a proper welcome, she’d go plop back down on her bed. We miss our canine friend yet are grateful for the time we’ve had her in our family. Necropsy

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