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Seems fitting to post about her here, since this is where her story started, way back in 95, on AOL.

With sad heart, I have to announce the passing of the Lady Kyra.

I knew it was coming. Her rear had gotten progressively weaker and
weaker, tho until yesterday, her appetite had not been affected.
Yesterday, she didn't eat her entire breakfast, something that's not
Kyra. . .as I told Pat so many times, the day she stops eating, is
the day I have to let her go. My heart was crushed when she fell
getting into her crate just before I took my little Siamese in to let
him pass from his earthen bonds. I didn't think I could handle having
to make that hard, awful decision twice in the same day. And prayed
she'd be fine.

Dan took me out for dinner last night, as I hadn't eaten since Noon
on Wed, and when we got home, I hand fed her the steak bits
leftovers, and the mozzarella sticks, which she inhaled with ghusto.

When I got up this morning to let her out, I found she had given me a
last gift: She took the decision of having to let her go away from
me, having slipped away in the night, in her sleep. So peacefully, so
easy. And for that, I'm so thankful for her, I think it would've
killed me to have to make that decision again.

I can't believe she's gone. I spent ten years of my life with my
Kyra. My silly, pickle stealing, bed hogging, pizza thief, Crisco
eating, stove opening silly girl. She taught me so much in those 10
yrs, and was healthy up until the last few months.

Now she's in heaven with so many other of my special kids: her
daughter Rinka, her son Brooks, her kitties Schatzi & Sushi, and her
first Beau Sabre. I'm sure my neice Molly is in total love, as I'd
promised her many times before she left this world that she'd get a
borzoi. Grandpa is probably sneaking venison jerky to her, as he used
to do when she visited him here.

It hurts so damn much. . .

She was a wonderful girl, and gave me some lovely babies/grandbabies
over the years. She'll be sorely missed, but now she is sound, and
able to rifle things off the top shelf without her rear failing her.

Rest easy my lady. . .and know you're sorely missed.

I'm so sorry to read this. I know what she meant to you. She will be there waiting for you someday.
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Melody/PHFasDog

My furkids:
Shadow, Jadzia and Lyta.
Kira waiting at the bridge.

Dogs come into our lives, and too quickly go leaving pawprints on our hearts, and we will never be quite the same again.

Renee I am so very sorry to read of the passing of your beloved Kyra. Kyra did give you one last gift by making the decision for you. It is always that way with dogs. They always ask for so little yet what they give back in return is boundless. Memories are something that you never know have been made and you will have many wonderful memories of your silly little girl to reflect back on. Time may fade some memories but when they are made from the heart...they will never leave us. I do believe that dogs go someplace to wait for that next reunion and when the times comes...Kyra will be there waiting for you.

Look not where I was
For I am not there
My spirit is free
I am everywhere

In the air that you breathe
In the sounds that you hear
Don't cry for me Mom
My spirit is near

I'll watch for you
From the other side
I'll be the one running
New friends by my side

Smile at my memory
Remember in your heart
This isn't the end
It's a brand new start

>>Seems fitting to post about her here, since this is where her story started, way back in 95, on AOL.
>>
>>With sad heart, I have to announce the passing of the Lady Kyra.
>>
>>I knew it was coming. Her rear had gotten progressively weaker and
>>weaker, tho until yesterday, her appetite had not been affected.
>>Yesterday, she didn't eat her entire breakfast, something that's not
>>Kyra. . .as I told Pat so many times, the day she stops eating, is
>>the day I have to let her go. My heart was crushed when she fell
>>getting into her crate just before I took my little Siamese in to let
>>him pass from his earthen bonds. I didn't think I could handle having
>>to make that hard, awful decision twice in the same day. And prayed
>>she'd be fine.
>>
>>Dan took me out for dinner last night, as I hadn't eaten since Noon
>>on Wed, and when we got home, I hand fed her the steak bits
>>leftovers, and the mozzarella sticks, which she inhaled with ghusto.
>>
>>When I got up this morning to let her out, I found she had given me a
>>last gift: She took the decision of having to let her go away from
>>me, having slipped away in the night, in her sleep. So peacefully, so
>>easy. And for that, I'm so thankful for her, I think it would've
>>killed me to have to make that decision again.
>>
>>I can't believe she's gone. I spent ten years of my life with my
>>Kyra. My silly, pickle stealing, bed hogging, pizza thief, Crisco
>>eating, stove opening silly girl. She taught me so much in those 10
>>yrs, and was healthy up until the last few months.
>>
>>Now she's in heaven with so many other of my special kids: her
>>daughter Rinka, her son Brooks, her kitties Schatzi & Sushi, and her
>>first Beau Sabre. I'm sure my neice Molly is in total love, as I'd
>>promised her many times before she left this world that she'd get a
>>borzoi. Grandpa is probably sneaking venison jerky to her, as he used
>>to do when she visited him here.
>>
>>It hurts so damn much. . .
>>
>>She was a wonderful girl, and gave me some lovely babies/grandbabies
>>over the years. She'll be sorely missed, but now she is sound, and
>>able to rifle things off the top shelf without her rear failing her.
>>
>>Rest easy my lady. . .and know you're sorely missed.
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If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.