The word “special” doesn’t begin to describe my brother, Kirby. There’s no doubt that he was and is Wen’s favorite dog—EVER.
By the time I arrived from Ohio, Kirby had courageously survived Transitional Cell Carcinoma of the bladder for two and a half years. Not only did he have an incredible willpower to live, but he had “a heart as big as all outdoors” and he showed me the ropes.
Three months later, Kirby lost his courageous battle with cancer and I lost the best big brother and role model a little puppy could have. Wen lost her best friend, Sunny lost her life-long big brother, and I lost my new best buddy. Kirby left his paw prints on our hearts and we are all better for having known him.
