in the morning i have to wake up and open presents kyena.it will be one of the hardest things i have ever had to do.for the last 16yrs i would wake up and say"IT’S CHRISTMAS KYENA!!!" and we would run to the tree.your eyes would get so big and you would wag your tail so hard i thought you would fall over.i would shake a present for you and say"what’s this ky,what’s this"you would sniff and nudge and paw and we would open it up.you would take one piece out of the package and lay down with it until it was your turn again.the people changed the presents changed but you were always the same ky.now…i don’t feel like christmas anymore.no new collars,no new rawhides,no you.i love you kyena,mom