CH Kitriana's Tobasco Cat, CD, TDI
May 7, 1994 - June 1, 2005
Cat died at just over 11 years of age-the matriarch of the house and VERY proud of her position. She simply WAS.... Happy, comfortable, greying, ruling and in superb condition thanks to the long walks in a near by state park.
She died as she lived-her way with no pain, no warning, with dignity and love that kept those she loved from suffering any more than necessary.
Cat was a beautiful Vizsla and earned the CH with ease, bur she did not believe in working. How she earned a CD is beyond me. I believe that I could have paid for a house betting people that they could not get her to "down" without force. I tried every kind of reward to get the "down on command" into her working vocabulary.
We did therapy dog work with a hospice groups. Sitting to be admired and for strokes and petting hands fit into her job description.
THE SPIRIT LIVES ON
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond's glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripening grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circle flight,
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.