TODAY IS THE DAY THAT WE LOST OUR BELOVED BLACK LAB NIKITA. IT WAS A HORRIBLE AND DARK DAY 3 YEARS AGO AS WE SAID GOODBYE TO OUR GIRL. SHE WAS VERY SPECIAL AND WILL ALWAYS BE MISSED. I WROTE THE FOLLOWING STORY ABOUT HER AND HOPE TO MAKE IT A BOOK ONE DAY. WE MISS YOU GIRL AND HOPE YOU ARE WELL.

THERE YOU WERE A BLACK BALL OF FUR, LOOKING AT ME READY TO BE, PART OF OUR FAMILY. “LET’S CALL HER NIKITA, AFTER THAT MOVIE CHARACTER”, I SAID. WITHOUT QUESTION WE ALL AGREED, NIKITA IT WILL BE. WITH A TILT OF HER HEAD SHE LOOKED AT ME AS IF TO SAY, GREAT, NOW CAN WE PLAY?

 
YOU WERE A STRONG AND PLAYFUL PUP WHO COULD DO NO WRONG, EVEN WHEN COVERED WITH MUCK YOU HAD OUR HEARTS FROM DAY ONE. YOU RAN LIKE THE WIND AND PLAYED ALL DAY, YOU SLEPT ON OUR BED, WHAT COULD WE SAY, BUT HOW MUCH JOY AND LAUGHTER YOU GAVE OUR FAMILY EACH AND EVERY DAY.

AS SUMMER TURNED TO FALL AND WINTER TO SPRING YOU WERE A YEAR OLDER AND QUEEN OF EVERYTHING. YOU NEVER CHEWED UP SOCKS, SNEAKERS OR MITTS. YOU WERE HOUSEBROKEN PRETTY QUICK. YOU WERE ALWAYS READY TO GIVE US YOUR KISSES OF LICKS AND THAT WE REALLY MISS.

YOU LOVED TO PLAY CATCH AND TUG-OF-WAR BUT YOU NEVER LIKED YOUR PAWS GRABBED, NOT AT ALL. YOU LOVED TO PLAY CHASE MOST OF ALL, BACK AND FORTH, ROUND AND ROUND ALWAYS WANTING MORE. CHASING MOMMY WAS YOUR FAVORITE GAME.  DADDY WOULD HOLD YOU AND YOU WOULD BE GOOD, UNTIL YOU WERE TOLD TO GO CHASE HER WHEN YOU SHOULD.

I WOULD RUN FIRST, AS FAST AS I COULD, UNTIL DADDY GAVE THE SIGNAL AND GO YOU WOULD. BEFORE I KNEW IT THERE YOU WERE, BY MY SIDE THAT BLACK BALL OF FUR. YOUR TOUNGE HANGING OUT WITH A SMILE ON YOUR FACE, A GLEAM IN YOUR EYE, YOU KNOW YOU WON THE RACE.

EACH YEAR WENT BY AND YOU GREW BIGGER, MY BLACK BALL OF FUR WAS GETTING OLDER. YOU STILL RAN LIKE A CHEETAH AND NOBODY COULD BEAT YA’. YOU ALWAYS WERE KIND, LOVING, AND PATIENT TO ETHAN AND SARAH. THEY LOVED YOU SO MUCH AS YOU LOVED THEM, YOU GREW UP TOGETHER, LAUGHING AND PLAYING UNTIL THE END.

YOUR BLACK FUR HAS TURNED TO GRAY AND YOU BECAME SLOWER DAY BY DAY. WE TOOK YOU OUTSIDE TO RUN AND PLAY BUT YOU WERE JUST TOO TIRED SOME DAYS. YOU LAID DOWN AND WOULDN'T EAT. “NIKITA WHAT’S WRONG GIRL, HOW CAN I HELP”, I SAID WITH WORRY. YOU LOOKED UP AT ME WITH YOUR LOVING EYES AS IF TO SAY, DON’T WORRY. DON’T CRY. I’LL BE ALRIGHT, MY WINGS WILL GROW AND I WILL FLY, FLY TO THE RAINBOW BRIDGE HIGH IN SKY, TO GRANDMA AND GRANDPA, PAPU AND NONA I WILL SEE. I’LL MISS YOU ALL, BUT NEXT TO YOU I’LL ALWAYS BE. IN YOUR HEARTS AND DREAMS I’M STILL RUNNING, JUMPING AND PLAYING WITH YOU ….. YOU TOOK GOOD CARE OF ME AND I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.


EVEN THOUGH NIKITA IS GONE FROM HERE I KNOW I’LL SEE HER AGAIN AND ALWAYS REMEMBER SHE WAS OUR BEST FRIEND.