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Likes: Going to the dog park, playing with other dogs
Pet-Peeves: Cats
Favorite Toy: Anything that Bodie had and wanted.
Favorite Food: Meat of any kind with brown rice
Favorite Walk: Neighborhood and wooded paths.
Best Tricks: Sit, Shake, down, paw and she can lock the front door .
Arrival Story: I was searching through Siberian rescue site and came across a caption that said someone must really be missing this young lady. That caption stuck with me enough to drive three states over to get her. Kiara had been in the SPCA for one month. She arrived on my birthday and one month later she was mine.
Bio: Kiara is what is known as a wooly husky, lots of fur and personality. She was picked up from the side of the road by a good samaritan and taken to the SPCA, where she stayed for one month. I've always believed that she picked me, because the samaritan found her on my birthday and out of all the people who viewed her on the web, for some reason, she didn't want them! When I came to her cage, I tossed a tennis ball and she jumped up and smiled... that basically did it for me. She was a very rare husky, she didn't woo very much, she protected, and she read human emotions very well. She was very intelligent; she could lock the front door - and will let you know that you should have carried your house keys. She loved going to the dog park (I think mainly to protect Bodie), and playing with other dogs; like the typical husky she couldn't be unleashed at anytime and she loved to dig holes and hide her food. Kiara loved kids, but with some adults, you must earn her trust and affection. Kiara was well known and loved by all who met her. She crossed the bridge on September 5, 2009. She had a heart attack from fluid that had build up around her heart. Kiara (gone to soon) June 13-1999-September 5, 2009.
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It's been over one month and the tears continue my sweet, naughty pretty girl. The nights are the hardest, because I know how you loved to stretch out at my feet while I was on the computer. I often wondered what was on your mind. I think I'm beginning to understand all those days that you stared at me and your Granny. Your eyes seem to want to remember every detail about us. I know you will never forget us and that you will be waiting for us when the time comes. My sweet pretty girl, you will always be a part of my heart.
I'm now my humans own personal Angel. I'm glad yesterday was a perfect Kiara day. Today I made that famous trip to Rainbow Bridge. My heart just couldn't take it anymore. The Vet told Mommy that even if he had drained the fluid I would still have went. I just would have went later. I guess there's no saving the heart. I'm not alone here at the bridge, there are so many of my Husky Heaven and Dogster pals that are showing me the ropes! I think this poem states it all.
North of The Rainbow Bridge
by MakWa4me
The time comes. A Siberian Husky lifts up its head. There is an untested adventure beyond. Time to go.
Across the Rainbow Bridge is a place for all dogs. A river runs wide and shallow with tennis balls that fly with their own wings; that is the place for a Labrador or Golden to await its master's arrival.
The Siberian is not content here. Northward is its trail....
There are soft pastures for Aussies and Border Collies, with sheep and geese to pen. Agility equipment grows like trees amid Frisbees and flyball.
But the North continues its sure wild call, and the Siberian's journey continues....
Now the air is colder. Now the moon is always full. Now the light is silver and it breaks and shimmers on fields of bright snow. Now there are no roads, no walls, no pens, just endless space to run. This is where Siberians gather, North of the Rainbow Bridge.
They wait in this beautiful place, happy, but not complete. Suddenly, a howl begins, as one dog senses someone coming, someone very special. All the Siberians raise their heads and join in the ancient chorus. They dance like moonbeams and sing like winter winds.
There are red ones like dawn streaks, black ones splattered with many colors and silver ones like the first strange hour before light. They line up as if in harness and run together, in a scintillating, many-colored streak. The leader of the team guides the others past the fields and river, with racing feet and racing heart. They rush to greet the new arrival at the Rainbow Bridge, where the leader is rejoined with its beloved person, never to be parted again.
The glory of the reunion is celebrated by all the Siberians dwelling beyond the Bridge, a glimmering, multicolored team leaping and whirling with joy. The light from that scene is what we see on magical evenings in the northernmost parts of this Earth: The Aurora Borealis, the Northern Lights beyond the Rainbow Bridge
Today is my Happy Gotcha Day! The day we celebrate my birthday. Actually mommy wanted to start early with the celebration so she took me and Bodie on a hike yesterday through our wooded path. It was
great even though I knew she was pretty tired after work. Today we went to the dogpark. Our favorite is Turkey Hill and no there are no turkey's running around. It's a great place for people to bring dogs when you are traveling through the Southern part of Maryland on your way to the South. Today we met this woman with two Warmmies, who traveled from PA. One of the warmmies was only 12 weeks old and her other was 9 months and wow was he taller than Bodie! BOL. We all know how tall that boy is. So I hear them talking about making some pupcakes for me and I guess I have to share with Bodie. He did share his with me and besides mommy makes us share everything. She hates when we are being selfish with our treats and toys! Mommy knows she can save her money with the toys these days... I only want treats, treats and more treats!
The universal words for all pets is love us and treat us and we will love and treat you furever with our heart.
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