Kirra
Jan 28, 04:15 PM
Today I lost one of my oldest, closest friends. For her there will be no funeral, no wake, no kind words or stories told from her life. So I offer these words as an unspoken eulogy to my girl Kirra.
With such short life-spans, to own a dog is to open yourself to profound joy and, prospectively, to equally profound sadness.
We first met when I was twelve years old and you were twelve weeks old. The first night you were in our home you were scared of your new surroundings and separated from your family. I crept downstairs that night and laid down with you, you curled up next to me and fell asleep. That was the moment our friendship began.
From there we grew and explored our world together. We made new friends, we got through some tough times and got swept up in some amazing moments. You were there for all of the important milestones in my life, always ready to listen to me complain, console me or join in the celebrations.
In the fourteen years that I’ve known you there have been too many adventures and stories to tell them all. What I have realised today though is that it’s not the adventures that I’ll miss, but the simple every day things; The happiness in your eyes whenever I came home, how you would always run over to me for a hug, how you would find a sock and show me, with this cheeky look, so that I would chase you around the house and most of all the times when we would lay out on the lawn in the sun and daydream.
I don’t know myself without you in my life, it’s a strange world I face now. I hope that I have given you as much happiness as you have given me. You are and will forever be my girl.
I will miss you and remember you always.
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