It’s been four years since my Shubi passed away. I was trying to get through the day without allowing myself to wallow, but Shubi was the dog of my heart and my soul and losing her was such a sad time for me. It feels like she just left me the other day.
We got Shubi in Landshut, Germany when she was just about 3 months old. We brought her home and she took over our old White German Shepherd, Max as well as our household.
She was always by my side, loving me, encouraging me and making me laugh. Ten years was not enough, it should have been twenty that we had her with us, and even then, it would not have been long enough.
Shubi is the reason I came to love wire-haired dachshunds. She is the reason I bought Greta and began to breed pups all those years ago. Everyone should have a dog like Shubi at least once in their lives.
December 1, 1995-February 18, 2006
I have done mostly what men do,
And pushed it out of my mind;
But I can’t forget, if I wanted to,
Four-Feet trotting behind.
Day after day, the whole day through–
Wherever my road inclined–
Four-Feet said, ‘I am coming with you!’
And trotted along behind.
Now I must go by some other round–
Which I shall never find–
Some where that does not carry the sound
Of Four-Feet trotting behind.
— Rudyard Kipling —