He Captured My Heart…

August 7, 2009

He Captured My Heart…

This post is about love.  A little piece of my heart was chipped away today. My precious furry buddy Kiki lost his life today. My poodle was ten years old. He began to have respiratory difficulty, and I was up with him all last night. I took him for his last walk this morning, but I had to carry him back.  He stared into my face for a long time, as I prayed for him.

Minutes before he passed away, he came to lean against my leg, and I scratched his puffy little head as it lay against me. Then I saw him wander off, and he gave one long last look at me and the room. Within a minute, I heard both my mom, and Dolly, the other poodle, give out a scream, and then a gut wrenching cry from deep within the soul. Even as I ran crying to the spot, where Kiki lay at the feet of my mom, (his beloved), his little eyes focused on me. I held him against me as he gave his last three breaths, and his stare went blank.

My mom and I caressed him, as we said a prayer of thanksgiving to God for having allowed this little fellow into our lives.  He was our protector, our entertainer, our little one. Friends and family knew tht Kiki would eagerly wait to greet them with a toy at the door. He loved family, even if some did not love him back. Kiki loved christmas and birthday’s, and I mean anyone’s.  He loved vanilla ice cream, and we would give him a tablespoon of ice cream on a party plate, topped with whip cream. He loved helping to open presents, but mostly liked to receive his own. He had numerous toys and outfits. In the wintertime, I would put out his sweaters, and he would make a selection. He looked stunning in his tuxedo, and loved to prance around, and pose for pictures. He had the air of an aristocrat.

I will miss him terribly. He would bark at me, repriminading me as I left, and would joyfully greet me, and then bark a reprimand, as if I should never have gone out without him. I am so attached to this funny furry little guy, and there is an emptiness, only another pet lover who has lost a friend would understand. He was definetly family, and today as different members of my family and friends called to lament Kiki’s passing, I could hear the emotion in their voices.

As much as I love Kiki, and he loved me right back, unconditionally, he loved and lived for my mother. He protected her from harm, and danger, and after her falls, he was so much more protective. He alerted us if something was wrong. Pray for my mom she feels lost without him, and a deep emptiness. Afer the doctor recommended a furry companion for my mother, my eldest brother Joe took her to find Kiki. They loved each other from the start.  We always laughed because he was a pedigree poodle from East Los Angeles.

He is lying beside my feet, in his favorite blanket, and he looks as if he is asleep. This is how he would take a nap after a bath, wrapped up like a baby. Goodbye my little sweetheart, your memory will always make me smile, but I will cry for awhile.

Kiki loved to sit at my feet when I would play worship music, and would come running as soon as I put on some praise music and lie contently with his head on his paws. When the music was over, he would leave the room. Other times, when a song was on, like a movie theme, (he loved romantic ballads), he would love when Mary Lou would waltz around the room with him.

As the Spirit of the Lord works his way in my heart at this moment, I thought about the different journeys God has brought me through with Kiki by my side.  I thought of one in particular, and the moment I knew without a doubt how great God’s love was for me.  What could have been the darkest moment of my life, is remembred when God loved me most, when I least deserved it.  And he gave me a little friend named Kiki.

Psalm 36:6 (New Living Translation) – Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains, your justice like the ocean depths.  You care for people and animals alike, O Lord.

This one’s for you Kikibons.

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