
02/05/2025
Monday my dog, De Vel Enkira, took her final breath.
4/13/2009 - 2/3/2024
My heart hurts and I miss my partner in life.
She is everywhere and no where all at once...
She occupies every dog bed in my home.
She is standing on every high point on the trail.
I still hear her breathing at night.
I am still holding her in my arms.
We are running in agility, in a conformation ring, Rally, and lure courses.
She is still barking obsessively at the soccer, volleyball, basketball match.
She is standing in the kitchen waiting for her bite of steak.
She is bounding through the snow, catching snow flakes.
She is in my vehicle, riding shotgun, watching the world rush by with a curiously intelligent look on her face.
She is laying outside as the snow quietly falls, refusing to come inside.
She is waking me up at 7:00 am with her nose on the bed huffing and whining.
She is still laying at the edge of the bed or couch while I am unwell.
She continues to stay alert at night when we are sleeping in the car or camping in the woods.
She will forever be the fur-missile, a blur of fur and teeth outrunning most of her components but never quite fast enough to catch the deer in the forrest.
She is Twinkle-toes, lightly treading along the ground, as though her steps landing in fairy dust.
She will remain my dog in service, picking up things I drop, taking my bank statements into the bank, walking herself with her own leash, staying by my side, but always waiting patiently at the door when asked. Assisting me in training, grooming, and dog walking work that I have done over the years.
Kira was my dream dog. My do it all dog. My protector and guardian through some of the biggest growing pains of my twenties. She was a yes-dog, whatever it was I asked her to be she gave her whole life to her work, to me.
In return, I listened and spoke with Kira often doing my best to give her the platform she needed to be her most authentic self. She was employed, in a world where most dogs are currently unemployed. She was almost as free as a dog can be in our modern world. I know she loved me, cared for me, trusted me, and appreciated all that I offered her.
Now Kira joins my other loved ones in my memory and in my heart.
Rest in peace Queen of the Forrest.