She was beyond smart, loyal, cute, loving, energetic, playful, and just an all around genuine superstar. I renamed her "Rosie" and we trained hard and played hard. I couldn't believe how fast she was picking up on training, how she retained and remembered instantly, and even not in training, how she would communicate with me with her eyes and gestures was amazing as well. It's as if we had a inner communication even though we were of a different species. Anyone that came by her LOVED her and how could they not? She's adorable, she likes to cuddle and will do this thing where she drives her head into your arms and also she loved to lick you. My god the amount of Love, affection, and the cuteness my Rosie had was crazy! Any dog that came across you were lucky because you were so friendly, so playful, and showed you weren't a threat right away.

We were having so much fun together but all of a sudden, you had a limp and so mom brought you to the vet to get it checked out and they couldn't find anything serious so they let you go. Couple of days later you started breathing fast at night and kept dry heaving so I took you to the emergency vet to where I found out you also had a fever. They kept you hospitalized that night and I returned at 7:20 next morning to pick you up to take you to our main vet. They said you had a fever, your bloodwork was a little troubling, and the xray showed your lungs were damaged. You stayed hospitalized with your fever going up and down and never being able to control your breathing (breathing fast and no amount of therapy or treatments would let her breathe normally). You went back and forth between the main hospital and the emergency room. At the end, you were transferred to the emergency specialist vet and you were on oxygen, antibiotics, but it still didn't help. Funny thing is, we're still waiting for one of the test results. It doesn't matter now but I'm still going to follow up to see the results to see if there was an answer to what got you sick because it's still unknown and it's driving me crazy. We did another oxygen therapy treatment and when I got the call that you had eaten two tablespoons of chickens, I was over the moon. I thought you were finally going to recover. But I went to go see you again with mom and you looked worse than before. I really had no idea yesterday was the day I was going to have to make that decision Rosie, I really thought you were going to pull through. I really did. We gave you a steroid shot and even after a hour, there was no improvements and I know it takes hours but every second was you suffering to breathe and hurting. I made the decision and your sweet sweet sweet self fell asleep.

I really did everything I could to save you Rosie but at the end, it looked like you were suffering so much and I kept trying to look for signs that you were improving the last second but I just saw you suffer. Please forgive me for ending your life Rosie. It was quick though wasn't it? two shots from the doctor and your pain instantly seized and you were meeting Buddy and all of the other wonderful dogs and people waiting for you sweetheart. I'm still so sorry Rosie, please forgive me for everything and I'm just completely destroyed without you right now.

The year you've been on this earth, you've made it the best one for me and I can't thank you enough for that. You literally healed me Rosie, You became my rock, You became my everything.

I do regret completely being so tough and raging out on you whenever you made a mistake my Rosebud.

My nicknames for you include, "Rosebud" "Rosebear" "My Shayla" "My everything" "My princess"

I know I used to joke that the day you die is the day I die too. I know it's a joke but I really want to make it into reality if it means I could see you and just touch, smell, and hug you just once more Rosie.

One year and four months is Way too young to go. We had all kinds of plans, events, and things to do together, we barley scratched the surface.

I Loved how you would sleep in the cave part of the cat tree or jump on top to sleep, I Loved how you would take my sock everytime I came home and brought it onto the bed or the couch to play with. I Loved how everytime I would put my blanket over myself, we would play together by you trying to bite my hands over the blanket. I Loved how every 3-6 hours we'd go downstairs for me to open the door and let you go potty. I Loved how I had to say "Rosie, go potty" for you to go potty because if not, you would stick your head out of the gate to explore. I Loved how you would play with Ruby and Rexy but they're old so they couldn't match your energy but you were matching everyone's energy at day care! I Love how whenever I would excite you, you would speak by barking. I Love how you Loved your toys and bully stick. I Love how you liked to dig in the sand at the beach. I Love how you bit your nails, Loved how you would porch your head onto my arm or chest, Loved how you would play with your cat siblings junho and jiho

9/2/25 - I still can't believe it. I look at your photos and I can't stop myself from crying. The way you look so happy when you're on your walks makes me think it's even more unfair and unjust of life to take you from earth. You are a girl that enjoyed everything to the fullest with no fear or worry and you should've been able to roam a full lifetime. I've been thinking just now of what it would've been like in your point of view since you got sick. My heart breaks when you were hospitalized overnight. Rosie, I really thought you would've been back to full health but if I knew you were going to be gone days later, I would've been there all night long with you my baby. I really thought this was going to be a simple recovery but how wrong I was. It all happened so fast and spiraled so hard I didn't know Rosie, I didn't know your lungs were in that condition. I know you had kennel cough when I first got you and you were such a champ, you overcame it with the vet and when I thought you ate a nail and got a xray, I got the all clear so, I really don't know when this started Rosie and I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for not being sure to give you consistent flea treatments. I'm sorry I was so hard on you while training you. It was supposed to be first year of good hard training and a lifetime of happiness for us but knowing you had only 507 days on this earth, it pains me to think about whenever I kept you in your crate for longer than I needed to because I was angry at something you did that wasn't a big deal. What dog doesn't pee in the house especially when they're barely a year old? Why was I so tough on you girl and even so, you were so smart and did beyond expectations, I didn't deserve you. I wish I just spoiled you and smothered you in cuddles and kisses from the beginning. Rosie, Buddy my sweet dog that I had before you was reactive because I didn't properly train him and we had such a limited life and I hated how he might've been perceived by others when he was also the best dog in the world. So, I made sure to make sure you'd be trained so well so you'd be Loved everywhere you go as you should be and so, your life and my life would be easier together and because through rigorous training, we'd bond like no other. Rosie... My Rosie.. It's not possible that you are gone. I miss how you would use your head as a scoop to go under my hands and pick it up with your head so that I'd pet you. Rosie, I was on the stupid computer for so long and indulging in my hobbies way too much when I should've been spending all of that time with you. God Rosie, my Rosie. I'll talk to you again okay? and we made your cremation arrangements today.I thought about somehow acquiring a burial ground for you but decided on cremation so that I can bring you with me everywhere. It's going to be painful to see you and to hold you one last time this Wednesday but I'm so looking forward to it as it'll be our last field trip together. I'll delivery you safely to the crematorium and I'll see you early on thursday for the cremation. Hang on until then okay? Stay warm by staying with me and taking the energy from my body my girl. I tried to play with the cats today like I did with you by putting my head under the blanket and to my surprise Jiho and Junho both were on top trying to catch my hand. Just like we used to do right Rosie? It's unlike of Junho to have also played because he doesn't play much anymore but maybe he misses you too. No, I know they miss you because they've been looking for you. I'm hugging one of your plush toys as I type this thinking of you. Rosie, I Love you and I miss you. I hope you're having an indescribably amazing time in paradise with Buddy, Shiela, Fixie, and all of your new friends. Thank you for the Love sign by showing up in my dreams the night you passed. I saw you on the counter top and it looked like the kitchen of our house in rancho santa margarita, with the warm lights and I saw you wagging your tail looking like when you used to go on walks and you would pant so that it would make it look like you were smiling. I said "But Rosie? You're alive?" and that's kind of where my dream cuts off but I swear when I first woke up I also remembered how I hugged and petted you. I wish I squeezed hug you but I think I was just in disbelief. Let me tell you though, the moment I woke up the panic attack set in and I was just a mess. Still, that message was like no other and Rosie my baby girl, I can't thank you enough. Please continue to send me Love signs to let me know you're doing well. Thank you for coming into my life Rosie, Thank you for choosing me and thank you for accepting me for who I am. Thank you for being your amazing self. God I miss you and I'm trying not to cry but God Rosie I miss you. I Love you and I'll talk to you again my girl. Sweet dreams until the morning my sunshine, my Shayla

09/05/25 - Before passing away, you were able to sleep once more on the bed but it breaks my heart that I woke up to find you unable to get up your little stairs because of your cone. IF you really had to, you could've just gone on the bed and I know how much I scolded you for going on the bed before and I think that's what got you to go down in the first place but you didn't have to do that when you were so sick Rose. I've been also thinking about how when you were in your cage, you would go towards the back corner and it looked like you were hiding under the comforter and I'm wondering why I didn't just go sit in front of your cage and check on why you were doing that. I really wish you pulled through Rose. I miss how you roll around in the grass and how much you Loved to smell things as you walked. You were still learning and figuring out the world before you had to leave my poor thing. I miss so much our late night bark and play sessions. It really sounded like you were conversing with me through your loud and clear barks. I miss how you'd come into the restroom whenever I was in there as well. The house is just so silent without you and the disappearance of our routine is killing me. I had a good memory of us training at the spectrum and when I took you and Junho out to the park for some light training, our walks on the trail we found that we both liked, and how you would always come up to my bed whenever I lied down no matter where you were to lay down with me. I just hope you have a good day Rosie. I miss you and I Love you.

09/05/25(again)- I just thought of how on your last day, the vet told me you had two spoonfuls of chicken and thought the tides were finally changing. I also saw how when me and mom went to go see you, you finally hand strength to get up and tried to bite your catheter. I can't imagine how much you wanted to come home and be recovered. Rosie, I'm completely in turmoil right now as I can't see you, touch you, hear you, play with you, walk with you, and just exist with you. I miss you my Rosie and I've been leaving the window open incase you want to come and visit and dad's been leaving the porch light on for whenever you need to go potty late at night. I Love you my Rosie