Kaya

Poor Kaya. We find ourselves saying that a lot these days. She is getting older and slower and the kids are getting bigger and faster. There was a time when she was an only "child" and the center of our world. She truly had a dogs life. We would take her to the beach, play Frisbee with her and let her sit on our laps while we watched TV. Now she is lucky that we still let her sleep on our bed at night.
Her life changed long before the girls were born. We decided to get a puppy when the vet told Matt not to buy a large bag of dog food, after a small tumor on her pituitary gland was found. We decided to get another dog so Kaya could train it. Matt and I went puppy shopping and picked out the cutest Golden Retriever puppy we could find and named him Cyrus.
Kaya hated Cyrus. She just hated him and wanted nothing to do with him for over two weeks. We were beginning to get very nervous. What were we going to do with this puppy if Kaya was not going to learn to like him. Thank goodness Cyrus' constant nagging payed off because one day she woke up and decided to tolerate him. Now she more than tolerates him, she loves him and pines for him on the days that Matt takes him to work.
We credit Cyrus for prolonging her life and keeping her young. There have been several occasions where we thought Kaya was not going to make it and Cyrus has willed her back to life by nudging her constantly.
She is a wonderful dog and a great friend to our girls and a constant source of entertainment. Lior and Sydney growled and barked before they could talk, they crawled with toys in their mouths (Jordan does it too!), and they attempt to eat just like the dogs. I tell the girls how lucky they are all the time. Some kids beg their parents for dogs their entire childhood but they have two.
She is great for cuddling,



for a juicy kiss,
and the best running partner.