For those of you who don't know, our sweet Nikona was hit by a car on October 16. It has been an extremely rough month for us, but I am finally okay to write about it. Instead of writing about what happened though, I have decided to write a letter...to THE BEST DOG IN THE WORLD!!!!!
Dear Nikona,
I miss you so much my heart aches. I never knew I could love a dog as much as I love people...but I do.
First of all, you are truly the best dog in the whole world. I knew the minute I met you that you were special. Remember the ride home? You cried because we took you away from your mama, but I knew you would be okay because I was your REAL mama. I was so sad when you got sick at 10 weeks old...and dad was so mad that I spent all that money to save your life. But I want to tell you a secret: he fell in love with you and would spend 100 times as much if we had to again. You were worth every penny. I want to tell you some of the things I love about you, Korn dog...
When I had a bad day at work and came home in a grumpy mood, my heart would soften the minute I saw your little head peeking around the corner waiting for your mom. You would get so excited to see me... Nobody ever gets that excited to see me. But you did every single day. I loved how as soon as I picked you up you would kiss me for 5 minutes and whine because you were so happy. When I felt like everyone in the world was against me, I knew I could always count on you to snuggle up to me and make me feel better. I miss laying in bed with you in the morning. You always knew when dad left for work to move up into his spot and cuddle with me. I miss waking up in the middle of the night with cold feet and having you right at the bottom of my bed where I could slide them under you to warm them up...and you would let me. Sometimes you would look at me like, "Really? You think this is comfortable for me?" but you still let me every time.
I miss seeing you lay on your corner of my comfy red rug. You always liked that spot, and it will forever be yours. I tell dad all the time that I think your spirit still lays there while we watch TV and then follows us to bed at night. I miss getting out of the shower in the morning and having you run into the bathroom the minute you hear the shower go off so you can lick the dripping water off my legs. I miss watching you try to bury your bone in your bed ha ha. Even better, I miss watching you take your bone under my bed to hide it...I think there is still one under there. I'm scared to look because I know if I find it there I will break down again. So, I'll leave it there for you! Please lay under my bed all you want, but remember to lay like a lady...okay okay, you don't have to lay like a lady:
I miss taking you for walks. I miss watching you sniff the wind. I miss asking you, "Do you want to go for a ride?" and seeing you run around in circles, then running over and standing at the door. Dad still hasn't cleaned his car window...your window, you know the one where you rub your nose trying to get us to roll it down? It still has your snot all over it...and he will not clean it. I know he gave you a lot of grief for messing up his windows, but he didn't mean it. He loves it now. He says it reminds him of you and he wishes you were here to mess it up again.
I want to be more like you, Kona dog. I want to be happy to be alive like you were. You loved being you, even though I think in your mind you thought you were a Great Dane, not a Shih Tzu. You had the heart and personality of a Great Dane. You loved everyone you met. You always had to run up to everyone and their dog to say hi...that is what you were doing that day. I know you wanted to say hi to the Lab across the street, but why didn't you stop when I yelled at you? You didn't always have to be so friendly...but then again, I know you. I know you saw that dog and you had made up your mind that you were going to make a new friend.
When the truck hit you Kona, I was in shock. My whole body went numb and I knew. I knew you had died already, which I'm glad you didn't suffer. But why? Dad held you for 45 minutes after it happened. We all cried and cried and we still do. I hate that I lost you. We buried your body behind Nana's house. I left you a bone there, in case you need a treat. Every time we come over, I come back and talk to you for a minute first thing. I know that makes you happy to see me. I just wish I could see you...but usually I close my eyes and I see your happy, sweet little face.
Last week Maggie found your crown! The purple one with sparkles on it. It was in her tea set and she said, "Mommy! Kona need her crown!" So they put it on your grave for you. You truly are a princess! Our princess...
I miss you, Kona dogs. And I want you to know that no matter what, you are always going to be my very most favorite dog. I know I will see you in Heaven. I want you to know I prayed and asked Heavenly Father to make sure he gives you a treat and some loves every day. I know He is taking good care of you. And I know you are making lots of friends! I am sure you are the social butterfly in doggy heaven. You are the best and we all miss you so much.
I love you with all my heart baby girl.
See you soon.
See you soon.
