Wednesday, November 24, 2010

A Memorial To Little Kiely's Dog and Best Friend Forever

Our Beloved Dog, Little

Little dog or Little Pig had Liver failure and a stroke took her her vision away completely.
It was amazing that Kiely made it home to hug her good-bye. We worried that the time would come and Little couldn't hang on any longer.No tears except last night, when Kiely saw just how she was failing so fast. Little cuddled-up in Kiely's arms and Kiely cried. The dogs eyes were closed and she felt she was finally where she wanted to be for the last six months while Kiely was at school. The dog fell asleep and Kiely laid her down on the blanket, but as soon as Kiely left the room our Little struggled to her feet to find Kiely. The dog was completely blind, but as Kiely entered and met her at the swinging kitchen door where Little's nose was peeking. Little's stub tail and rear wagged with happiness.

Little even smiled and I hadn't seen that in months. Before we all went to bed I overheard Kiely say as she laid down beside her weary body, "Little, "Can I seal you to me?" Little's tail wagged. **tears**

Darby, Our big red Queensland Heeler is standing on the rocks they placed Little under the Big Oak Trees. Her rival in a way and always trying to be Little best friend. Darby let her eat first, let her sleep in her bed and watched over her when she was lost.

Always there to greet us, I will miss her happy greetings.

Little even walked Marnie and her sweet kids home.
She followed all the kids around as they played and watched over them
as their watchful protector.

Little never had her own puppies but literally adopted every
lamb and goat kid that landed. She protected all her babies.

The Last Battle

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this -- the last battle -- can't be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We've been so close -- we two -- these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.

-- Unknown
Our Bree sent this poem to Kiely

Little Pig was her real name. She was the smallest and the little ugly, pink runt that no one wanted because her eyes were almost white and she was ugly and scary. The very small tail, bent-over ears, and of course her huge appetite for such a little pint-sized dog just named herself.

On the vet records she was Little Peg, because I didn't want to hurt her feeling. She was one of those amazing "kindred spirits" always posing in all our family pictures, without us even knowing or even slightly aware Little had placed herself in a prominet place in each picture, and smiling. Little did love cheese. She just knew she belonged in the family.

Little was a joy and a blessing and I will all my life be grateful for her and not only her loyalty and love to us, but for saving Kiely from the rattlesnake. Kiely was reaching for a ball and Little saw that the snake was ready to strike Kiely's hand. Our Little dog hated snakes and was very afraid of them, however she jumped-on the snake to save Kiely from the bite and took it herself. She was blessed because it was the back hock that was hit and the teeth went through the thin part of the back leg just under the tendon; she had received a dry bite and wasn't hurt, just four holes in her skin. No poison.

Little has a beautiful stone remembrance plaque made by Kiely and her new husband Matthew. Coincidently, Little went to heaven on her birthday. All is good and we were very blessed by her companionship and love.

I'm so grateful for Matthew's love for Kiely and the tender way her sweetheart comforted my baby daughter when she needed lots of loves and hugs.

She'll find you in Heaven 

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