Cheva

Cheva our rotwiler was a happy dog. She loved to bark at everything. Lightning, people, balls, sheep. She also liked to chase things. She would run after the lightening, charged us as we were coming in at night on our bikes, lunge and demolish the balls, and even chased the sheep and tested their taste. After two of our sheep died from Chevas taste testing we decided that she needed a new home without other animals to mal on. Until the situation was resolved she was tied up to the house so she couldn’t get our sheep. One day our African killer bees were angry. As David was on his way home he saw that she was lying down under the house. He pet her and noticed a few bees hanging around her head and realized that she was not moving and was entangled in her rope. He ran to the house, we called Jenni to see what we should do, I prepared the epi and Anita ran to her rescue in her bee suit to give her the shot. It was to late. She had already become stiff and there was no hope. The boys later buried her out back. We are sad that our crazy rotwiler has died but are thankful that we still have our other precious animals.