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Kruiza Kent

Hey!! I'm Kruiza, a charming Boxer boy with a really chilled out, laid back attitude (hence the name).

20/07/2024

8 October 2023

Dear Diary,

Had a bit of a “spell” which resulted in wobbly boots. The old girl came through with the goods though and put me on bed rest, including tasking mini Mum with hand feeding me…
I’m actually feeling great right now, but with this level of attention, I ain’t letting on… Adam’s onto me though, I’m getting the death stares… but him knowing that I know, that he knows… makes it all the more worthwhile… might milk it another day or two yet… Mum’s pretty fierce when I’m crook…

17/03/2024

25 August 2023

Dear Diary,

I don’t understand the fascination with attempting to feed me things I genuinely don’t like. Or worse, getting Mini Mum to try, which means out of guilt, I find myself FORCING myself to endure it.

I mean SERIOUSLY, isn’t this the WHOLE reason for TWT? To save me the indignity of “scraps”?

But no, not today, Mother got Mini Mum in on the act… I mean a strawberry is one thing, but the measly top of one? Mainly leaves and white flesh? What am I - a herbivore?!?! Honestly… where IS Grungle when you need him 😒

NB… I’m not deaf either, I’m deliberately ignoring you… if you haven’t caught onto that, well, jokes on you Mother, jokes on you…

Strawberry top indeed 😤

22/11/2023

The post I never wanted to write…

Tuesday 21 November 2023 at 8:24am, my favourite hello, became my hardest goodbye as my lion hearted Kruiza left us 🐾

On the 5th of October, we were told he had a ruptured splenic tumour and had anywhere from hours to a week (or maybe two) at best… we honestly didn’t think he’d see out the night, but Kruiza defied that and stayed with us just shy of 7 weeks.

Born 4 September 2011 and passing 21 November 2023, Kruiza blessed me, and everyone his life touched, with 12 years, 2 months, 2 weeks and 2 days of life.

Diagnosed with a heart condition at 18 months, we were told he’d be lucky to get to 6 and he blessed us by living till over 12. Our OG just loved living, adored his family, LOVED people… and sometimes (and a lot more than he let on), the Grungle.

I have no words for how much of me he took with him, but the current pain and emptiness without him, is overwhelming. There is a silver lining though… and that’s in the joy of knowing how many lives he touched, and the extraordinary number of people who loved him too… I want to thank each and every one of you for that.
Thank you for sharing his life with me.
Thank you for sharing my dressing him up (and his dressing me down) with me.
Thank you for sharing the laughs with me.
Thank you for sharing his disdain, and the eye rolls and the sarcasm with me.
Thank you for waiting patiently for me, when there was gaps and silence due to having kids (what was I thinking?!?!), and moving and the crazy that is life now…
Most of all, Thank you for being there when we came back….
It was hard to post, knowing we were on very borrowed time, but I tried to share a bit of it, even though I just wanted to soak it all in rather than capture it.

Funnily enough, all those years ago when I first started Kruiza’s page, my mind went to this and how I’d be able to post about it… Did I have it in me? The hesitation to start his page became huge, I couldn’t imagine how I’d be able to write this post and share the grief of losing Kruiza… my heart dog… but my desire to show his amazing personality overtook my fears, and here we are. I still don’t have the words, and it’ll take me umpteen attempts to compose and then post this but I’ll do my best to get this up within day/s of his passing.

NB Since his terminal prognosis, although there were a few posts, the desire to enjoy him was stronger, so although there wasn’t a lot shared here, I do have photos and videos… Now we’re all in the know about his prognosis, if you’ll allow me, I’d like to keep posting for a bit, to share his last few weeks, from the perspective that we all knew they were his last… there was still humour and special moments in those weeks, and I’d love to share that with you all, from his perspective, if I may… 💞

14/11/2023

Squuuuueak….

Me: Mum!!! Was that you?!?!? 😳

Mum: WHAT??? Kruiza!!! It was the chair!!! 😱

Me: Yeah…. Riiiiiiiiight….. 😒

29/10/2023

Sure Mum, take a photo… don’t help me extract myself from being smothered to death by the enormity that is The Village Idiot… just take a photo. Great idea. 😒

28/10/2023

There are two… TWO crates… I picked the smaller one to be on the safe side, but no, somehow TWT and his extra 4+kg of padding needed to join me 🙄

27/10/2023

*sigh*… It’s back… and it’s fatter than ever… if that’s even possible… 🐖🦈

09/10/2023

Life on the land…. One week in and, I’m not going to lie, it’s tough… there’s lots to survey and keep watch over. More than 4 acres to patrol, lucky I’m built for this harsh and rugged terrain….

Who am I kidding, it’s cold out here and there’s a stiff breeze, MUM! Let me back inside, I’ll try again tomorrow!!

03/07/2023

Mum!!! MUM!!! Help!!! HELP!!!!! She’s trying to choke and strangle m….
Ohhh, oh, it’s just a cuddle… never mind 🥴

23/06/2023

That better be you about to come tearing out here to save me from being straddled by the Snorthog….
Not just standing there, taking photos and laughing…
Mother…. 😡

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8 October 2023 Dear Diary, Had a bit of a “spell” which resulted in wobbly boots. The old girl came through with the goods though and put me on bed rest, including tasking mini Mum with hand feeding me… I’m actually feeling great right now, but with this level of attention, I ain’t letting on… Adam’s onto me though, I’m getting the death stares… but him knowing that I know, that he knows… makes it all the more worthwhile… might milk it another day or two yet… Mum’s pretty fierce when I’m crook…

25 August 2023 Dear Diary, I don’t understand the fascination with attempting to feed me things I genuinely don’t like. Or worse, getting Mini Mum to try, which means out of guilt, I find myself FORCING myself to endure it. I mean SERIOUSLY, isn’t this the WHOLE reason for TWT? To save me the indignity of “scraps”? But no, not today, Mother got Mini Mum in on the act… I mean a strawberry is one thing, but the measly top of one? Mainly leaves and white flesh? What am I - a herbivore?!?! Honestly… where IS Grungle when you need him 😒 NB… I’m not deaf either, I’m deliberately ignoring you… if you haven’t caught onto that, well, jokes on you Mother, jokes on you… Strawberry top indeed 😤

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