My German Shepherd Montana Was My Best Friend
by Jessica U
This is a picture of my angel Montana, who I miss everyday. Montana lost her battle to cancer March 3, 2012. Here is our story.
I was 24 (now 34) when Montana came into my life. I was obviously young and going through a lot of tough times. She and I lived in a tiny duplex. The story really starts at her chewing a hole in my carpet.
I of course felt obligated to explain the carpet situation to my landlord (she lived right next door).she wasn't thrilled and gave an ultimatum...either get rid of the dog or she will have to get rid of both of us.
She was only almost a year old, but I had already grown attached, but started thinking we would have no where to go so, I called the breeder ( a k-9 deputy) and asked him if he knew of anyone that would take her in. He gave me a couple names.
In the mean time my landlord said she would buy new carpet if I got rid of her. I really didn't have any other option. I called this guy and he said he would be interested in taking her. I drove out to the country, knocked on the door, kids were jumping on couches, montana was confused...I was confused. The guy had a lot of land...the place was nice and I knew I had to let her go.
I was very heartbroken. Montana and I were so close I didn't know how to let her go. She slept right next to me. My shoes were her shoes. My bed was her bed. I didn't think I had a choice though. So, I said goodbye.
As I drove off I went into a panic and cried the whole way back home. I looked around and no carpet. I sat on the cement and cried and cried. One thought was you know you get new carpet now. Then I answered I don't give a rats about new carpet. I can't let her go. I just can't.
I ran to my car drove back out to the country, knocked on that gentleman's door (that
same day) and begged for her back. I said I don't know where I'm going to live, but I know I can't live without her. She is my best friend. I apologized and he gladly turned her over. I had never seen her so happy. She darted past him to get to me and that is where our story began.
That drive home was the most freeing feeling I think I had ever felt. Watching her in the front seat...head out the window enjoying the fresh air. I knew I was never going to let her go again.
My landlord saw us walk to the door and she asked what I was doing. I said WE ARE MOVING OUT AND YOU CAN KEEP MY DEPOSIT. I went to church (which I hardly ever did) met this person that took us in until we found a place.
Montana had a great life from there on out. We did everything together. We played baseball, hiked, swam, played tennis. You name it. She went everywhere with me. If she couldn't go then I didn't want to go. I didn't date for 8 of those years. I dedicated my life to her.
Our story only became more beautiful. I just loved her so much. I can't even explain to you. I don't have a husband....I don't have kids...it was just her. My angel. I thought we would have forever. The day I found out she had terminal stage four cancer I about died.
She was having a hard time breathing. I had to do what was best for her and this time I had to truly let her go. I held her the whole time and bared the pain.
It hasn't gotten easier for me. I'm truly lost without her. Truly. Even if she doesn't win this photo contest it at least allows me to share with you all just how wonderful our life was. Thank You.
Our video is on You Tube under Montana and Jessica if you would like to see. Our story is one I will never forget.
Montana and I lived most of our lives in Sioux City, Iowa.