I Miss You Kip – April 29, 2000

Kip and Me

It always hurts, doesn’t it? And the pain never really goes away. You don’t get over it, you just get used to it. I think that’s how the saying goes.

I can’t believe it’s been 11 years since my Kipper dog died. 11 years and one day. I get sad looking at his pictures, and I still worry that I didn’t give him a good enough life. I was pretty stuck in bad times with my addiction to icky men. But he and I got to go camping and we did have some really good times too. He was my rock through my 20s and I”ll always love him.

To read more about Kip visit: Kip’s Page

Dang I was young in that picture.  :p

Kip Died 10 Years Ago Today


Yeah… it still hurts. I put off this post all day because… well, I wasn’t sure why, but now I know. My heart still hurts when I think of Kip being gone.

I read in a book once someone said “Death lasts so much longer than life” and I really didn’t understand that until I loved a dog who only lived 14 very short years. Kip was with me when I was young, in my 20s, so time went by slower then. But still, I wish he could have lived much longer. Kip was my best friend in the world through some hard times.

Kip was a Shepherd Mix… and you can read more about him here.  I love Kip with all my heart, I miss him still. He died on his own in the back yard on a Saturday morning. I didn’t know how to handle it… I think I’d be better now. Kip, I hope you are free somewhere experiencing wondering things I cannot even imagine. Thank you for spending 14 years with me.