Howl on, Nikita, howl on...

 Our family lost a dear friend today. 

Nikita, our blue eyed wolf, had a wonderful second home at my parent's house.

She came to the house daily, howling and begging for treats.

My parents basically became her day-parents. 

They loved her, fed her, groomed her and expected her to join us at every family function.

She was the perfect pet.

She was ridiculously persistent about getting her treats, 
and of course we obliged, 

every time.

She came to every family gathering and she reminded us that having a furry companion, even a borrowed one, is necessary and perfect.

Thank you, Nikita, for allowing us to spoil you rotten.

 Thank you for allowing us to love you like you loved us.

Thank you for being our dog. 

Howl on, Nikita, howl on.

We will miss you.