This is my boy "Degarotty Damela Dan" whose breeding was started by myself in 1984 and I bred his pedigree all through those years. Damela was Obedience Trained, a hospital dog for cancer patients and a show dog. He was my everything. Last year I found him curled up in the corner of my yard, dead. He was only 8 and in great health, but we had people down the back that would throw things at him, etc, which gives me doubt that it was "normal" death. I cannot prove anything and in two weeks it will be his first anniversary of his passing. I plan to hold a little vidual for him where I found him. I was and still am at times, a very shattered woman. He was the last of my direct line from 1984 and I never kept a puppy from him, thinking I had time to get one in the future, but that was not to be.
My father died 2 weeks before Damela and I have a peace that Dad and Damela are up there with each other, as my Dad loved him so much. (R.I.P my boy & Dad).
