Sheba's Haven

Imagine living 'the doggie dream'. 

Having a family, great food, a warm bed and lots of love.

What went wrong??

We got old and sick and now we are a burden.

Pappy

 It's a great thing that we found our way into Catherine and Bill's home!

Grandpa Louis

Let us introduce ourselves.... 

We are the family that lives at Sheba's Haven.

Each of us have a story to tell!

Pappy and Jude (in front) - Grandpa Louis, Danny & Toula (in the back)

 All 14 of us live in harmony, with more love than we had before we got here.

Danny & Toula

  It all started with our first sibling, Sheba.  She was 15 1/2 years and abandoned.  She was very sick with cancer, liver damage and Cushing's disease.

Clover - did I hear you say 'cookie'? (Even though I am blind, I love to give kisses)

Abandoned and scared, in stepped Catherine and Bill to rescue her.

Toula, Danny (in the back) and Pappy

 She had plenty to eat and when she was feeling better

 she went outside to play in the biggest yard she had every seen.

Danny (I don't have my eyes anymore, but I have plenty of love for you)

  Healing herbs made her much better and for the last year of her life,

 she knew what love was.

Pappy & Ralph

 Oh, how lucky she was to be so pampered!

Ralph & Pappy

 For the last year and a half of her life, she was treated with respect, love and care.

Ralph, Pappy & Synjyn

 We all get lots of help to make sure we can get around our fabulous back yard!

Baxter

 Cuddles make life that much better!

Catherine & Synjyn

 Times for rest and recuperation.

Jazz (Recovering from surgery)

 I live for couch time!

Jerry Maguire (Show me the money!!)

Sheba's Haven rescues palliative dogs with life-limiting non-curative illnesses who live out their lives in a well balance environment as part of the family.

They are free to roam indoors or outside in their fenced 3 acre property.

They are a a non-profit organization that relies on your generous support.  

Please consider making a donation to help:

Sheba's Haven 

1830 Sunbury Road, RR2 Inverary, Ontario K0H 1H0

(613) 353-6923

Jett and the Sock saga.....

See my cute 'puppy' cuddling with his sister?  Well, he decided that a dirty, smelly sock would be a tasty treat!  Hard to believe that small bundle at the head of my blog can get into so much trouble!

My better half (K) said he found his socks and underwear down on the dogs perch, in the den.  He had accidentally left them in the bathroom on the floor, after his shower (mistake 1).  He thought he got it all back from Jett, but was not worried that he only found one of the socks (mistake 2).  Two days later, in the middle of the night, Jett horked up the sock.  K took the gooey smelly mess out of his crate and threw it on the laundry room floor (intending to toss it later) and closed the door (mistake 3).  I kept asking him to throw it away (Jett IS HIS dog, after all) and said he would, eventually (mistake 4).  I went into the laundry room the following day and said, oh you threw the sock away, and he said NO I DID NOT! (MISTAKE 5).  So, he said I must have opened the door (of course I did not, I KNEW the sock was there; I wasn't going to touch that stinky thing).  The long and short of it is at some point the door was opened, then closed and one of the dogs ate the tasty horked up morsel.  We are blaming Jett (if it walks like a duck)…..

We decided to take him to the vet, as we were worried it might go through his system and get stuck.  They gave him something to made him throw up, but nothing came up, so we just hoped it was working its way through his system.

Another vet bill of $150 and no sock back! (Not that we wanted it!!)

Well, the good news is that Jett did ‘pass’ the sock.  I know because 2 minutes after I let him out into the pen, I notice something hanging from his mouth.  The f’ing thing was about to go round 3 in his stomach!  Imagine a slow motion movie with me running into the yard yelling Noooo!  I sprinted at full speed outside into a fridged -30 degrees in my PJ's and grabbed it out of his mouth. YUCK!  Now, that was fun!  A sock that had spent time in his stomach and bowel, freshly shit out!  I washed my hands for a very, very long time!!! 

We do love our animals, don't we!