Tue, Aug 01, 2006 — Mon, Dec 20, 2021

Shiloh was my grandmothers best friend. For 15 years the two were inseparable. Shilohs life at the start wasn't easy. When he was just a baby one of his back legs broke. But my grandmother didn't care. She still wanted him and brought him home. With her care and love he recovered and you'd never know he had any issues to begin with.

When they lived in Florida, he was the leader of the "pack", two golden retrievers and one labrador retriever. He loved chasing them around, even if he was much smaller than the rest!

Affectionately nicknamed "King Shiloh the Third" by my sister the day he was brought home, the title stuck. He was by all accounts royalty.

May he rest in peace over the rainbow bridge.