April 27, 1995 - October 3, 1998
Loved and Sadly Missed by her best friend, Angela
Sydney was my best friend, a beautiful St. Bernard that I played and laughed with. Her and I spent many of my sleepless nights together. I could talk to her and I knew she truly understood me. And she was always there for me, patiently waiting my arrival home. She had a litter of puppies on September 11, 1998. Nine were delivered and only one survived. Then about a week later Sydney became ill. She spent a week at the vet's while I cared for the lone survivor. I took him to work with me faithfully everyday and slept with him on the floor beside my bed.
The vet said Sydney's prognosis wasn't good, they didn't even expect her to live through the night. She had contracted some type of blood disorder in which her own body killed off it's red blood cells. We brought her home and the next day she died. But at least I have her puppy. His name is Trevor and he has brought me a tremendous amount of joy, although he can never replace his mother, Sydney. My husband made her a beautiful spot in our backyard and I visit her everyday. I never thought I would feel this kind of pain over an animal but she was more than that to me. She was part of my family and my life and I will cherish her memory.
Angela Gorzelsky
