May 10, 1997 – February 10, 2009My little precious Nakita. Your family dumped you, your sister and your dad in a shelter for nobody to love. When you and your sister Tia came to me, you didn’t understand that I was there to nurture you, fix you, show you love so that someone would want you. But it became clear, that you were already home with me and my family. I miss so much your funny little antics, your rough little bark, your little tongue, the way you would spin around and bark when I called your name. I miss calling your name. I miss loving you. I remember so warmly the way you would push open the gate so you could rub your back up and down the couch, practically doing a head stand, you made us laugh so hard sometimes. You were a character; so funny, so cute and touched everyone’s heart. You were with me all the time, you loved to be carried in the Snuggli, you slept by my chest and in the crook of my arm. Everyone knew you because you had such an impact on them. I was so fortunate to have you with me at work all day and to spend literally 24 hours a day with you. I still listen for your feet to jump off your bed when I take out a bowl; I still wait to feel you scratch my leg because you want to be held. I still look for you. You were such a tough little girl with more illness than anyone should have to handle but you always pulled through, you had an angel on your shoulder. God saw you growing tired, He did what He thought was best. You died in my arms, in the middle of the night, even though I was trying so hard to save you, to keep you with me. It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn’t go alone, you took a huge part of us the day God called you home. Our hearts will ache until we meet again. I love you.. I will always miss you and I will never forget you. My little precious Nakita.
Gail
