I miss Kayla

I miss my Sissy. It's amazing how she had become such a huge part of our daily lives since she got sick. I don't think we really realized how much we had adjusted our lives to revolve around her and caring for her until she was gone. I'm still a little lost without Kayla - caring for her had become my 2nd full time job. And although it's a relief to not have that burden constantly weighing on my mind, it's hard to readjust my life and figure out what normal life is like again.

And I miss the little things about Kayla and I think of her at the strangest times.

I miss how she'd cuddle with me in bed. She'd fit so perfectly curled up against my chest.

I miss having her greet me when I come home from work. She'd damn near throw a ticker tape parade anytime I walked in the door - no one was ever happier to see me than Sis.

I miss her kisses - she was the best kisser.

I miss hearing her tell us when she was irritated with her - she was a loud dog and she'd let out the loudest, longest sigh when she was irritated, it was too funny.

I miss hearing her snore at night - she'd drown out a freight train with her snoring, but I always found it so comforting to hear her snore.

I miss hearing her walking across the kitchen to find me - dragging her back feet. She'd come as fast as she could go and we'd hear her a mile away and say, "Here comes Legs."

I actually miss her having to be in the bathroom with me. She was convinced I couldn't possibly go potty without her licking my left leg!

I miss petting her - she had this extra skin on her neck that I called her neck fat and I always loved petting that and stroking her head and rubbing her smooth belly. I miss kissing her head and looking in her big brown eyes.

I thought of her the other day when we were watching a movie and an eagle screeched. Oh, she HATED that sound - I always had to be on top of my game so I could change the channel as soon as an Oneida commercial came on cuz they always have the eagle screech at the end of the commercial.

I thought of her tonight when I was watching Wheel of Fortune - she always barked at the dinging noise made when the letters appeared.

I'm thankful we have good, happy memories of Kayla. I'm thankful we had 5 1/2 years to be blessed with her. She was a special dog with an amazing spirit. No matter what she had endured for the first 3 years of her life, she eventually overcame all of that and learned to love life and people. She never hesitated to push Diesel out of the way so visitors would pet her instead of him!!!! I learned a lot from Makayla - a lot about life and overcoming obstacles and moving on from the past. She was an amazing creature and I'm absolutely blessed to have been loved by her.