Catharsis

I guess in some ways this blog is inspired by Marley & Me. The book is, of course, brilliant and ironically something we all read about a month before Lyka passed. There were several moments in the books where we'd go "that's just like Lyka!" and others when we'd thank our stars Lyka was never as destructive as Marley.

We had often thought about documenting Lyka's antics. And there have been many. But I guess we would have never gotten around to putting this stuff down in writing unless we needed to. And this blog is really what we need right now. It may seem strange to many that we're so attached to our dog. To some she was just a pet. But we never saw a dog, we always saw Lyka. Exuberant, loving, dog smelling, fishy breath, hated baths, lunged at cats, ate all sorts of junk when she was a puppy and promptly get sick, shed enough fur to fill a pillow.

But we always saw Lyka.