AKC/Canadian/UKC Kissi Moya Chuma, CGC, TDI
08/05/96 - 12/09/07
You are not my first RR, nor will you be my last…but you will be one who will take with you a piece of my heart. As I write this I know our days together are coming to a close.
There is so much I want to say and do yet.
From the moment you were born we had a kinship that has only strengthened and grown. It was difficult to see you leave at 8 weeks with your new owners. But we connected at weekly training, followed by weekend shows. You became a champion in Canada before a year old, then finished AKC, CGC, and a working TDI certificate.
At 2 years of age we were grateful to get you home, you had been neglected by your owners. Bringing you back to health and happiness was our main concern for sometime. You went on to become Top RR in UKC. Everything I asked you delivered, and more. Although several people wanted to adopt you, we knew you came back to us forever.
In your eyes I see your love and trust…but I also see signs of your illness. Pain, uncertainty, even confusion sometimes. Briefly my eyes fill as I stroke your velvet head. I am attune to your restless movements at night, and cover you to keep the chill off.
We spend even more time looking into each others faces now. Perhaps trying to burn the memory into our brains forever. Your deep brown eyes seem to speak to me, our spirits link, as I try to capture every moment we have left.
I have many photos, a frame holds your paw print and a photo with your favorite duck toy taken in July.
I know it will not be enough when we say goodbye.
I hope we have given you as much happiness and love as you have heaped on us in your 11 1/2 years. I cherish every memory we have shared and I am not ready to lose my dear friend…..
…and so today we spent a few hours before our last goodbye…you 'told' me it was time. My tears mixed with the egg and cheese sandwich I offered you. I told you again how much I loved you and how much you would be missed and finally nodded to our vet that it was time.
I held you and stroked your head….I could not bear to leave you and still spent a long time with you.
Your suffering is at an end and I believe that we will meet again one day, both of us whole and well.
Your ashes will be home before Christmas.
Although you are gone, you are forever in my heart my beautiful Chuma.
gbnf..
