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Kit
The
Beloved Kit Puppy ~
I remember that first morning like it was yesterday. It was my 6th
birthday, waking up bright and early, filled to the brim with
excitement, and contemplating what goodies my parents had in store
for me. Hearing them tell me to look in the garage…opening the door
with complete puzzlement, and seeing what would be the greatest joy
I would ever experience in my lifetime. Kit we named her, and
somewhere between the silky smooth fur and her infectious joy she
would grow up to become a truly special gem and enrich anyone she
touched and bless a whole neighborhood.
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From
the moment I picked her up from the pile of pillows in the garage
and hugged her tight, we became inseparable. Thinking back on the
last (almost) 15 years I can’t remember a day without getting into
something fun. What comes to my mind first are those thousands of
tug-o-wars, to the fliers-up Karl and I would play with her and
Bossy (her best Labrador bud), wrapping up in a blanket on the couch
to watch a favorite movie, the thousands of races (walks/runs)
through the neighborhood, her swimming till she could barely walk at
Marymoor park, the Once-a-Round race, the tunnel she’d make in the
snow, the way we humans would spell out (“walk” or “squirrel”) so
she wouldn’t break a hip dancing in circles with excitement or her
dashes after the small critter, and how spelling the words out only
worked for about a week before she caught on to that trick. I also
can’t forget how she’d always be the center of attention at any
social gathering…she was always the complete life of the party.
What I remember most vividly about her and what I have come to truly
admire about her was her drive, her constant joyousness; she had
this sparkle in her that could make anyone in the room smile. She
was always there and made her presence known. If you were sad she’d
come right up and lie down on your lap, letting you know everything
was okay. And if there was a party, and someone arrived she’d
somehow always be the first to be greeted. She had so much energy
and lived life to its fullest.
Even in her final days, with her relentlessly painful arthritic
hips…hardly being able to pick herself up, she’d still leap with joy
at the thought of a walk. And how she’d still manage to run up and
try to leap into my arms as I came through the door on a weekend
back from college I could not figure out.
Most importantly I would like to add how special a family member she
became. It is amazing, thinking how a dog could truly become the
centerpiece of an entire family. I have never seen someone with a
bigger heart, a sweeter spirit, and a more wise philosophy on life.
I can honestly say she has had the greatest impact on my life
outside of my parents and will constantly have my admiration, love,
and a huge place in my heart. Everyday she has been nothing short of
a blessing and the best friend imaginable.
GOD BLESS,
You are truly the best,
All the love in the world
Elliott, Karen and Robert
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