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Thank you for all your very kind words They are truly appreciated

He was a most handsome, strong man!!! I had to smile White Shepherd Mom- I think that must have been the first time Shaq was ever called Little Man - He lived up to his name sake. Thank you for all your kind words

Kazkiri Shaquille Oh My Handsome Man How I’m going to Miss You 14th November, 1999 – 11th December, 2005 “In my garden, beneath a gum tree, or a wattle, or any native shrub, is an excellent place to bury such a good dog. He played beneath such trees, and under such shrubs, he slept in the blazing Summer, or gnawed at a bone, or lifted his great head to challenge a stranger. Here he waited in calm and patient certainty of my return then exploded in the joyous exuberance of youth, or much later, greeted me with the dignity of an elder Statesman. These are good places in life or death. For this dog will be remembered and when he leaps through my dreams, actual as in life, eyes shining, laughing, begging, it doesn’t matter at all where he finally sleeps. Whether it’s on a hill with the wind blowing through his coat, where the trees are soaring, where he tirelessly chased & fetched sticks or other unidentifiable objects. His spirit will be there beside me anyhow, whenever I walk along the bush tracks. It doesn’t matter at all if I never, ever know that last resting place. It is all one to the dog, and all one to me, and nothing is gained and nothing is lost – for memory lives. But still there is one best place to bury a dog. When I bury him in this spot he will come to me when I call – come to me over shadowy frontiers, down that well remembered path and to my side again. And though I call my living dogs to heel they won’t resent his coming for they know he belongs with me and his gentle presence will surround them again. People may laugh at me who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his returning footfall, who hear no joyous greeting – people who may never have truly loved any dog. I will be tolerant of them, smile at them and pity them a little, for I know something that is hidden from them, and that is well worth knowing. I will remember this, when a tear drops unbidden and my throat tightens as memories swirl around me; “THE ONE BEST PLACE TO BURY A BELOVED DOG IS IN YOUR HEART”

Hello I'maShepHead Just our Kaz is on our Website (also written in the German Shepherd News in Victoria when we put a Vale in for Kazzie) as is the Surfer Pup. His name is Kazkiri Midnite Special- Max. www.kazkiri.com

Vale Tairnbacher Quini, our beloved Kaz 12 March 1992 - 01 May 2004 She was our other eyes that could see above the clouds; Our other ears that heard above the winds. She was the part of us that could reach out into the sea. She told us a thousand times over that we were her reason for being: By the way she rested against our legs; By the way she thumped her tail at our smallest smile; By the way she showed her hurt when we left without taking her. (We thought it made her sick with worry when she was not along to care for us.) When we were wrong, she was delighted to forgive. When we were angry, she clowned to make us smile. When we were happy, she was joy unbounded. When we were fools, she ignored it. When we succeeded, she bragged. Without her we are only other humans. With her we were all-powerful. She was loyalty itself. She taught us the meaning of devotion. With her, we knew secret comforts & private peace. She brought us understanding where before we were ignorant. Her head on our knees could heal our human hurts. Her presence by our sides was protection against our fears of dark & unknown things. She promised to wait for us...whenever...wherever - in case we need her, & we expect we will - as we always have. Who was She? Just Our Kaz.

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