After a hard day at work, Kynna is at the door jumping before I can even get the key into the lock. I'm greeted with the same fierce love and loyalty whether I'm gone 8 minutes or 8 hours. She never lets me out of her sight and is always beside me in work or play. I could have never guessed that she would be the companion she is.
She has her own pet gerbil, Kirby, whom she also loves. When she helps her mommy, Lynda June, feed all the squirrels and birdies, she even sneaks the odd peanut and crumb of bread!
Kynna brings smiles of joy to people's faces -- young and old --no matter where she goes, and she is loved by everyone she meets. Her Gammie (my mother-in-law) calls her Grandpuppy and knits her sweaters and hats. The neighborhood bakery always gives her treats. The year my father passed away, she saved our Yuletide. She really is the Ambassador of Love.
I think of life B.K. (before Kynna), and I wonder how I got along. I consider myself the luckiest person alive to have the blessing of Kynna's love. Because of her, my life will never be the same again. -- lprime@xe.net