We saved little Kirby (or “Kirbah” as she was affectionately known) from a small town in the Blue Mountains 4 years ago. She wasn’t in the best shape, but we knew we’d found “our baby”. She was so sweet and such a funny little thing, falling asleep in places where she shouldn’t be (in dirty basketball singlets – her favourite!)and getting into mischief. She leaves behind her “sister” Pepsi, who is missing her already, her “big” little brother Winston (an Italian Greyhound, who grew up with her chasing him!) and 2 devastated parents. She was taken from us too soon. Enjoy your egg yolks on your fluffy cloud in the sky, Kirby.