Kayla Schlorf
Born on Nov 14, 1996
Departed on Mar 5, 2009
Owner: Debbie & Randy Schlorf

Kayla, our sweet girl, I remember when I first saw you at the shelter. I knew I wanted to give you a home. Those beautiful blue eyes seemed to be saying we were meant to be together.

I’ll never forget our first attempt at walking you on a leash. You zig-zagged all over the road and finally in time you learned to walk a straight line. How we watched you grow, playing ball, chasing squirrels in the back yard, you could run like the wind. You would listen to all the silly little songs I would make up to sing to you and you looked like you enjoyed them. Whenever I had a bad day or didn’t feel well, you would always know and stay by my side. As a puppy you were scared of thunder storms. I would sit on the living room floor and cuddle with you to make you feel a little better. You never out grew the fear but you knew we would be there to protect and comfort you. It was so special the way you made at least two laps around the outside of the house barking to greet me when I came home from work.


A fresh bed of snow was an instant invite to roll around and make “Doggie Angels” in the front yard. Every one that knew you called you “La, La”. You greeted people at the door and as they left you walked to the door to say good bye. Whenever Grandpa would come to visit, he would play peek-a-boo by the door and he would say “How is my doggie doing?” and pat you on the sides of your face. You loved your Grandpa! It was fun to walk through the woods and take pictures. Daddy would take you, Keesha and Sky for a walk and it was so cute to see the three fuzzy husky butts walking down the driveway together. Every time you would hear the cookie jar, your eyes would light up and we knew you just had to have one. I nick-named you “Kayla the Cookie”.

I remember how mad you made me when you wandered off only to find a mud hole to roll in and you came home looking so proud to be covered from head to tail in grey mud, a trip to the water hose was inevitable. On a hot summer day, you would cool off in the kiddie pool we bought you or you and Keesha would take a swim in the pond that was created from the winter snow.

Your first and last experience with skunk was a learning experience for all of us. It took weeks for the smell to go away. I remember how the tomato juice we used turned your white fur pink at point of impact.

Kayla and Sammy, our 19 year old cat, had a special bond throughout the years. They slept together at times, shared food and Kayla – you were Sam’s protector. We used to call the two of you “Milo and Otis”. I’m sure Sam misses Kayla’s presence. Some day the two will be together again.

As you aged, there were health problems, but you always seemed to pull through and make the best of each day. Then the day came when you could no longer go on. You gave your daddy and me that last look, with those beautiful blue eyes and bright expressive face, as to say, “I won’t see you again, but it’s okay, it’s my time to go”. We will always love you and know your spirit will always be with us.

As I touched your paws, rubbed your soft ears and whispered, “I love you Kayla” in your ear, I kissed your head for the last time and my heart broke! You will always be our “Little Huskapoo”.

Love Forever Kayla,
Mommy & Daddy