I recall the moment our eyes exchanged a glance. You were so timid and shy -- a name of Angel hung on the door and your brown eyes said take me away. We walked around the shelter's yard and your ears perked up with new found glee. I knew then together our lives would be. A new name would be given as the song goes, "Shiloh, you always came". When you were young we walked so far no matter of snow or rain. We would go to the courts and chase found balls for hours on end. I was as proud as could be when you entered agility and took so quick to the course. You always kept running even when I had stopped and you never gave up on me. As all things change and our family grew, your love extended whole heartedly onto your human brothers - but you always saved that special place for me. Time went by and life got so hectic, but you always had a wag and a lick for an unsuspecting hand. In all good intents, we got you a pal with whom to play -- Colby Grace was her name and I think you regretted that day. Time continued and you soon became such friends and would chase to keep her in line. I miss you so much and hearing you run to greet me everyday. I sit in my chair and strength my hand to find your furry head, but only air and remembrances of my little girl. Oh how I miss you so very much it hurts too much to say. The plans I had for us - of adventures and long walks. These didn't happen as I'd like but to you it didn't matter much. The last days were tough but I knew it was right, as your head lay lightly within my hands and your eyes squeezed tight as to say, "I'm ready, Daddy to go to sleep and make this go away". You were my side-kick and always there to cheer my heavy heart. I will always hold you there as deep as can be - for you are my Baby Girl, then and always