Roam In Peace: Kaya Wolfenstein 1994 - 2009

I saw her death in a dream. I opened the garage door (the garage being her den) and whistled for her, 'Come on, Girl!' She walked out of the dark but turned and went the opposite way of the opened door. I saw her through a window walking along the sidewalk toward her bed in the backyard. I saw her spasm and collapse. I awoke abruptly knowing she would soon be gone.

After a week of decline, our efforts to save her only mildly effective, Kaya departs this plane Friday, May 8th, near midnight under a full moon, beneath the maple tree Alan planted, amongst the boulders and azaleas, on the hill the animals loved to bask. She said goodbye in her own way, two short excited barks, this bark being the kind usually heard before walks or when greeting someone coming to let her out of the gate. She could not have died in a more peaceful way, in a more appropriate place or moment.

By Alan's design, Kaya superseded the average dog's life. After fifteen years of frolicking in Washington State, Maine, Rhode Island, North Carolina, Tennesse and Georgia, I know she is running with a new pack. She will be missed and never replaced.