Shefaro's LadyMyst of Avalon

(DOB 4-4-95 Journeyed to the Rainbow Bridge: 7-14-95)

    Myst was the apple of my eye, and holder of my heart.  She was my first Borzoi, and always will be special for that.

She came to live with me when she was 10 wks old, and she and her companion in crime, Athena turned my life upside down.  They gave me days of frantic running after them as they chewed on figurines, books, the cats(who weren't thrilled) and each other.  The cutest thing  I've ever seen is that Borzoi pup and that Greyhound pup, both asleep in a crate, tangled up in each others long legs.  

    Sadly, I never got a picture of it, as I thought it would go on forever.  But those days didn't number enough, and forever never came.  Three weeks after coming to live with me, Myst came down with parvo, and exactly a month, to the day, of coming into my life,  she died in my arms. I am so thankful for the small amount of time I had with her.

    The Fates left her on this earth just long enough to get me hooked on the breed, just long enough for me to fall hard, before ripping her away from me in order that I'd NEED another Borzoi. For, if she hadn't've died, I wouldn't have Kyra here, wouldn't have such a wonderful foundation bitch, would not have needed her and she would've been sold elsewhere.   Myst died, so I would be ready for Kyra.

There is one best place to bury a good dog. If you bury him in this spot, he will come to you when you call-come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again.  And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel, they shall not growl at him nor resent his coming, for he belongs there.  People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper: people who may never really have had a dog.  Smile at them, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing.  The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.

~Ben Hur Campman