4/17/92 - 6/6/99
I miss you so, my Kirie. You furry little snow shoe feet, the smell of your sweaty paw pads, your love of all furry toys with squeaks. I walk around the house, aimless. I come home from work restless, with no "pup" to walk. It is so hard adjusting without you. You left so quickly, without a goodbye. My heart aches.