I knew that this day would be coming sometime in the near future....but, not like this. My poor father, waking to the howling of a mourning and in pain dog. I lost a part of my childhood today, both of the dogs that I grew up with passed away. Sissy was a very odd eskimo poodle, I don't know why she did half of the things she did - Sissy more than likely suffered from a heart attack this morning at the age of 84. Kandy.....poor Kandy - I knew that you would never die on your own, you were too strong of a dog for that. Kandy had been suffering from a hernia over the past couple of years, speculation shows that the stress and heartache from Sissy's sudden death caused Kandy's hernia to start bleeding profusely. Kandy was laid to rest at the age of 133. I wish I could have said goodbye to my childhood friends, who knew that I would have a pet for almost 20 years of my life, I'll remember the good times of sleeping with Kandy on the couch in my basement in Iowa. I'm glad that they are not in pain, now I just worry about my father's pain, he really cared for those dogs despite his words.

R.I.P Kandy 1988-2007

R.I.P. Sissy 1995 - 2007