Eli Kirby

Eli didn’t get a very good start in life. He was about a year old when he apparently broke free from whoever had been neglecting him, and was running the streets when he crossed paths with his future mama. He followed her home and she spent hours cutting the mats from his fur, trimming his nails, and giving him a good bath and a good meal. He shared our bed that night just as he has every night since for the last 12 years. 

At first, he was a mischievous little pup who liked to tear up books and eat paper, but he soon settled into the good boy we have known for so long. He loved to play with his squeaky toys and stuffed animals, watch dogs on TV, and go on trips in the truck. He loved to cuddle, and would practically melt when we rubbed his tummy. Above all though, he loved his daily walks with his daddy. His cancer robbed him of the ability to do that, just as it robbed him of the joy he brought to every new day. Still, he had a wonderful life despite a very shaky beginning.

Eli was a sweet boy with warm soft eyes that could melt your heart. He was a gentle soul who trusted people completely, and made new friends wherever we went. With his passing, a beautiful light has gone out of our lives. Rest In Peace, little friend. Thank you for all your years of unconditional love and companionship. We miss you terribly and we will always love you.