Kona

Kona died on Saturday, 7/18. He was guesstimated to be around 1 1/2 yrs old.

Young, handsome, social, cuddly, yet stubborn & ornery. It seems he spent much of his life on antibiotics fighting infections, sores that wouldn't heal for 5+ months, leg injuries, sore mouth, etc. but that didn't slow him down too much or for more than a few days at a time, unless we made him to (for his health). He always seemed to pull through whatever ailment, except this last time.

His sister kept him active, always wanting to play, run & wrestle. He loved attention, moping when we tried to give Sissy some instead of him or barking at her to play with him. He kept an eye on us people, laying around near us whether we were working in the garden or in the shop, playing around on the computers or watching TV, or sleeping. He also enjoyed his romps around our big yard and into the woods, grazing on grass, chasing birds or even moose (Argh!!), and hunting mice or shrews with his sister. He didn't enjoy riding in vehicles but he wasn't gonna be left behind or miss out on whatever might happen at the end of the trip in case it involved new trails to run on or new dogs to check out or water to play in.

June 2008, ~4 months old.

Kona's first shower in our home July 2008.

Made to stay, he kept an eye on Scott as he walked off to check the trail. His first ride, Sept 2008.

Kona's Dish Network, late Sept 2008. His first cone made his ears stay up if he shook his head right. He wore cones for about 5 months, poor little guy. He tolerated it so well.

Playmates, siblings, constant companions. First Christmas and big snow, Dec 2008.

Checking me out at the window... I hear you, can I come in?

Scott's 32 lb. lap dog.

He had a short, tho sickly at times, active life. We all (esp. Sissy) miss him dearly.

It's been a tough weekend emotionally. A tough couple of weeks, beginning with Keith's death on 7/6.