RIP “Bandit”, a PfP legend with the heart of a lion

“Bandit” last picture, wearing dad TR’s hat. Photo: Shawn Cooper Webb

RIP “Bandit”, you lived a long and storied life. You were mom Shawn and dad TR’s favorite son; so thoroughly adored in your time here on earth. Your lion’s heart fought disease with us for seven years. Every ailment the enemy threw at you tried to weaken you but you bravely fought back each parry of the sword. Your bright spirit has been burned into the hearts of all who knew you. It is time to rest now in the joy of heaven as you wait for those you loved to join you. Lord Jesus we ask that You would be gracious to mom Shawn and dad TR as they mourn the loss of this precious life. May they continue to fight the good fight against Lyme Disease. We ask that this passing would not hinder their progress. Please help them both to feel Your presence through this next year. Fill the empty space left by their beloved Bandit. In the Name of Adonai Rohi. God our Shepherd. Amen. </3 Caren

Shawn Cooper Webb 9-15-18 Yesterday we said goodbye to our baby boy of nearly 17 years. One of hardest thing we have ever done. We have no children and he was that to us. He was such a loving, smart, independent little person. He was so emotionally in tune to us, always knowing how to comfort us at the right time. He saw us through some very hard times and I can honestly say he was my best friend, especially these last two years. He was my shadow, even more so as he aged. Dad taught him to play rough with him, but he was gentle with me. (cont. below)

John 10: 14 “I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— 15 just as the Father knows me and I know the Father—and I lay down my life for the sheep. 16 I have other sheep that are n

ot of this sheep pen. I must bring them also. They too will listen to my voice, and there shall be one flock and one shepherd. 17 The reason my Father loves me is that I lay down my life— only to take it up again. 18 No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have authority to lay it down and authority to take it up again. This command I received from my Father.”

Hebrews 13: 20 Now may the God of peace, who through the blood of the eternal covenant brought back from the dead our Lord Jesus, that great Shepherd of the sheep, 21 equip you with everything good for doing his will, and may he work in us what is pleasing to him, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.

Shawn Cooper Webb (cont.) As a you[n]ger guy, he would fetch and could jump up to Daddy’s waist, Dad would catch him in the air. He also loved to jump out of car windows, even moving cars. When I would study “too long” he would sit right in the middle of my book and look up at me, demanding love and attention. He was not your typical yippy Chihuahua, but boy would he bark to let me know when he wanted something: especially food or up on bed, as he got to old to jump. Once, I accidentally left him outside of our downtown Reno duplex for a couple hours. He could have w[a]ndered off and anyone on our busy street could have taken him, but once I realized what I had done, I frantically ran to the front door and there he was just sitting facing the door, patiently waiting for me to remember him. Every morning he waited outside the shower looking forward for me to blow dry my hair so he could play in the hot air. He was our love bug and our miracle pup. I remember the day TR brought hi

m home and surprised me with littlest pup I had ever seen. We would sneak him outside in a small cooler because we couldn’t afford the pet deposit/rent at our apartment and he wouldn’t make a peep. Over the years he had many health issues, from an autoimmune disease, pancreatitis, congestive heart failure, and kidney/liver issues. So many times God gave us miracle after miracle with him… we nearly lost him 3 times and each time he didn’t just su

rvive but came out stumping the vets.

Here at Prayers for Pets1, you have all been such a huge blessing to us, your prayers over the years have been so cherished. God answered all of them. When he had
severe congestive heart failure over a year and half ago, we were told he would probably only live 3 to 6 months longer or “maybe a year if you are lucky… oh wait, he’s how old?… no probably not”. Well Bandit showed them LOL! God knew what he was doing each time, He knew we needed Bandit to get through some hard times and that boy provided us such joy and comfort in the dark we were facing. Even though he took quite a few meds and they were time demanding, he was worth it… and he was a healthy happy pup considering. It wasn’t until the last week we saw some changes that didn’t improve. His liver was getting worse and within 8 hours of the beginning of a series of seizures, he passed quickly in my arms. As much as it hurts to lose him, we are so grateful God took him when he did and that he died at home naturally, just as we had asked.

Bandit boy, we aren’t sure how we are going to wake up every morning with out your sweet hellos, or how we are going to sleep without you nestled next to us in bed. We are going to miss your beautiful big eyes looking up at us, the tilt of your head when you are intently listening, your wet little noses kisses, your excitement and huge greetings you gave us when we would would come home… and that insanely soft spot on the back of your neck and paws. We are going miss so much about you, our life will be quite different. Buddy, we were so honored to be loved by you and so lucky to have been able to love you and call you ours. We will meet again one day in heaven my love bug. Love you always!

Follow Bandit’s full story by searching “Bandit” in the search box at the bottom of the home page on the website, or “posts” on the Facebook page. Bandit and Shawn are in this video: 

 

– Bandit and Shawn have been long time, special friends of Prayers for Pets1; perhaps some of you will recognize this painting/picture from our first book about the FB page.

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