Yesterday we helped our sweet Alabama rescue journey forward to the Rainbow Bridge, knowing that she was ready. We couldn't ask her to stay any longer for us, she earned her freedom. Max is our male rescue and this is the third loss of his original "Roake Pack" of four in the past year-and-a-half. There will never be another Roake Pack, his girls are all gone and he, as we, will move forward.|
Shana came to Florida from Alabama, having been returned to the shelter she was adopted from in Florence. Initially she spent a few days with us before going to foster with the rescue president. When Hurricane Irma came through in 2017, I was out of state and my husband was home with our three pups. The rescue president, knowing Steve was evacuating to Birmingham with our three dogs, asked him if he could take Shana with him. Turns out, though we didn't really want a fourth dog, she was the best-behaved of the group and, well, our love story began. Following that trip, Shana knew she was here to stay. We adopted her a month or so later and she made the fourth member of the Roake Pack.
She was a chubby gal with a bare spot on her back. We worked hard to get her weight down but you can't get rid of that stocky Staffy/bulldog body and so she just stayed short and bulky. The hair took a few years to grow back in and never really completely did. Not sure what brought that on but she lived well with it. Arthritis started to kick in a couple years ago and she struggled with that until it just caught up with her.
And so we will always remember our hurricane gal, Shana, with loving memories of belly rubs, popped beach balls, sweet kisses and unending love. We're certain Shana couldn't wait to go find her sisters who left before her, Missy and Carley.