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We got Saski in January 1992, shortly after moving back from Europe. I had always liked Border Collies so when we saw an ad for puppies, we went to Fairburn to see them. I thought I wanted a tri-color female, and I think she was the only one in the litter who met those criteria. What really won us over was that fact that she was the most interested in attention and worked the hardest to get close to us to be petted when we approached the puppy pen. < Robert with Saski, the first time we saw her.
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Sydney adored Saski until the day she died, but Saski was not as interested in Sydney. Her main interests were exercise and attention from humans. They were good friends, but didn't play together as much as we expected. Saski and Sydney, their first Christmas together. |
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< At a local park in Roswell, where we took the dogs on the weekends for exercise. In our yard. > |
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As far as we know, the highlights of Saski's life were playing frisbee, going for rides in the car, going to our cabin in the mountains and human affection. In her later years she became interested in other dogs and even tolerated puppies occasionally. Saski was diagnosed with lung cancer on Jan. 3, 2004. She had dozens of tumors in her lungs, and it had probably started as bone cancer. She struggled for a few weeks, going from deathly ill to appearing fine. Twice she appeared near death, but she pulled through. On Monday, February 16 she broke her right rear leg while playing. It was a complete break and could not be repaired since the bone had deteriorated so badly. Amputation was not an option because she most likely would not have survived the surgery. On Friday, February 20 we had her euthanized.
What I will remember most about Saski is all the times we ran together. She accompanied me on many shorter runs from home and long runs at Kennesaw mountain, sometimes as far as 22 miles. She never tired and she always ran well on or off leash. I will never have another running buddy like Saski. I still think about her when I run, especially when I pass the place I always let her off the leash. It's hard to believe she will never run with me again. < Atlanta Dog Jog - April 1995. |
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Zola watching over Saski when she wasn't
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Saski, a few days before she died.
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Her
first bath, January, 1992. >
After
a few months of leaving Saski alone all day while we were at work, we
decided we were ready for another dog, and that she needed a playmate.
In June of 1992 we adopted Sydney from a rescue group at Petsmart. 
Saski
was a natural at Frisbee from the start. It took all of a few minutes
to teach her to catch one. In the evenings after work Robert would throw
the Frisbee for her in the yard in an attempt to wear her out. 
Saski with her pretty puppy cut, summer of 2003. >
