kyena was everything to me we met when i was 20 and he was 6weeks old that was 16yrs ago.i didn’t work for the 1st year because i was burnt 55% while trying to save my last dogs from my burning van(i could not) during that year we spent 24hrs a day together i wouldn’t go to a rest. a store or a club that wouldn’t let me sneak him in.we travelled the country together sometimes living in beautiful houses sometimes cool little apartments but the best was in our van on the beaches of provincetown and key west.i remember when he was 1 we left gville fl. to go to madison wi.we had an apt.over a deli overlooking peace park there was a huge picture window the 1st time he saw snow it was 3 in the morning i was sound asleep suddenly he was running from the window to my bed barking like a mad man i got up to see what was wrong i got dressed and we ran downstairs and played until we were both exhausted.in provincetown he would run to the beach next to my bike every day and we would swim and play one day he wathed while a man shucked oysters and i swear he was timing him because suddenly he took off running flew thru the air and caught one just before it hit the bucket. almost every day he would be so tired that i would have to carry him back to the van in one arm (40lbs)and steer my bike with the other. in sante fe he got to live on a ranch and even answerd his calling by rounding up a runaway goat.he was aus/chow. in austin(only a visit not a live)we were playing in the natural springs and he decided to run up to the top of the cliff where all the people were diving off from and off he wanted to go and so he did.in new orleans the neighbor was afraid of him and he worked at a steak house you know the rest of that story i think kyena made it a point to scare that poor man just to see how many bones he could get.in chicago he got mad at me because i had been fighting with my freind all day so he took her dog an ran away(i did the same thing when i was 3 but i took the neighbor girl to the fair) the postman said he saw them blocks away my dog leading her dog down the sidewalk then he led her home and stood there scollding us.he never ran away before or since i learned my lesson.in charleston, seaside, jeckly, stgeorge and tybee(manymany visits) he played and rolled in dead fish and ate them i’m sure. he could swim out so far sometimes i would get scared but he would always come back to me. in key west the beaches are not that great but we still had more fun than most of the world has in a lifetime. from there we moved to atlanta where we spent the last ten years of his life he had 5 favorite parks stone mountain where he liked to rent a rowboat so that i could row and he could jump off the back to swim, sweetwater nat. to hike the trails and run on the rocks in the water, lullwater becase it had a bridge and a fallen tree and a mini beach and mini cliffs, carter center because once upon a time the dogs could run free and play in the man made lake and of course the mud so much mud and orme park because he liked to run around on the junglegym and slide down the slide with me it also had a muddy trail that went around a creek with a bit of a cliff. there were others but those were his best. he liked to go for coffee and sit on the best decks in town mostly he liked the sugar cookies at starbucks the bagels at the old carriboo(we would play fetch with it until he decided he was sick of it then he would shake it like he was killing it lay down and eat it.he loved that game.at aurara and sanfran he liked whatever looked good that day and something always looked good. when his arthritus got bad we couldn’t do his favorite things anymore.it was very sad but recently we bought a pool from sams it was 15ftwide and 3ft deep he swam in it until he was ohso tired and then i would put him on his raft so we could float and sleep in the sun. later we would lay on the bed or the sofa and eat dinner and watch movies. his favorite place to sleep was in the laundry closet next to my bed when either of us would open our eyes the 1st thing we would see would be eachother and the last thing to see at night.we were only apart for about 40days out of the 16yrs and that was spread out and always very painful for both of us. i don’t know how i’ll get thru the rest of my life without him.i didn’t believe in much but i believe in kyena and the things that he has shown me give me hope. on the day that i got his ashes i was saying i didn’t know what happens next but if he could i hoped he would come back and choose me again and that i would name him johnny just then(on a station that was playing electronic music) johnny cash came on singing we will meet again i don’t know when i don’t know where but it’ll be a sunny day then back to electronic awhile later i started crying again and saying all i could do was cry all week a soothing song came on saying why are you still crying whipe the tears from your eyes back to electronic.one of my neighbors made me a card inside it said you are my sunshine my only sunshine you make me happy when the skys are gray(i sang that to him all the time but only in the privacy of our own home)on the other side it said be happy!that’s not a typical i’m sorry for your loss card then after a rough morning i got in the car turned on the radio and a song came on saying my dog is lost but now he’s found he has seen the light on the colledge radio station.other things have happened too now i find it hard not to believe and i hope he hurries home in what ever new suit he chooses to wear.i will wait for him.this is the story of my best freinds life, i wrote the story of his death as a reply to sudden death but i felt his life should be known because it is his life that should be remembered. all my love my beautiful boy i will miss you