Kiwi Wicket Rodgers

Kiwi was a gift given to us on January 27, 2001 by a couple of good friends. She brought so much love and happiness into our family, even though we had other Bedlington terriers in the household, there was something very special and unique about Kiwi. Kiwi was a liver colored bedlington which I had never had before and she was just beautiful. The first couple of months she spent a lot of time in our laps being held (as did her brother) knowing that they were loved and belonged here and then they were fine. She loved to be held when I was on the computer and to be sung to, loved going outside and swinging on our swing and going for walks, and trips to Dairy Queen was really something she loved to do. She didn’t like a bowl of ice cream either, it had to be an ice cream cone and if I didn’t finish mine before she did her’s, then watch out because that tongue of hers would be quicker than anything to get to my cone. She was also fast at grabbing bread off the table to eat, especially fresh baked bread that Josh had just baked. She could smell bread two rooms away. Her nose could smell food a block away.

She started losing weight last year and we took her in to the vets and ran all kinds of tests and they couldn’t really find anything wrong. Besides that fact that she was vomiting and didn’t want to eat anymore. We tried all kinds of food for her and finally were told to get her to another vet clinic. We decided to go to one in Indianapolis because I was going in for knee surgery and she would be closer to us. We heard that they were good. They were very good, only by the time we had waited around so long, it was too late, poor Kiwi was severely anemic, was in kidney failure, had kidney and spleen cancer. But none of the tests showed anything from our vets office. We wondered ourselves if it was not cancer, but we didn’t want to think about it.

On January 14th my husband and I went to the clinic http://www.indyvet.com/home.html and we had done all that we could do and had to have our dear Kiwi put down. Of course by the time we got there she was basically gone and she looked like she was waiting on us to just get there so she could tell us goodbye and leave us, but she wanted to wait until we got there. Kiwi, I held you close, I sang to you, told you how much I/we loved you and how much you meant to us and when you got your shot I felt you leave us. But you will always have a special part in my heart my little one. As I told dad, when you came to live with us, it was as if you crawled into my heart, nested a little to make your bed and you have been there ever since.

We love you Kiwi and miss you so much. . . . Mom, your two dads, Dennis and Josh, and Aunt Gretchen

Nancy Rodgers