Rest in Peace, Kobe

It is with heavy hearts that we had to say good bye to one of our dearest friends on Sunday. Kobe is no longer with us. He was running, collapsed, took a couple of breaths and passed on. His best human friend was by his side. If he had to go, he went out the best way possible.

Here are a few a lot of pictures of Kobe. He didn't get as much coverage as some of the other critters on this blog, but he didn't mind letting them take the spotlight. He was one of the best dogs ever.

Kobe came to us from a farm in South Carolina. His mom was a Golden Retriever and his dad was an Alaskan Malamute. He was such a good dog-- he came to us at 7 weeks already housebroken, and the only thing he ever chewed was a cookbook (okay, cookbooks)... and a newspaper... and there was that time he grabbed my corn muffin off the table (but he dropped it right away!).

While in his lighter days when he only weighed about 40 lbs, he used to drag us around the neighborhood on walks. (We finally  got a Gentle Leader which worked wonders). He only barked when necessary and got along well with everyone. He was a champ during our two-day drive from Georgia to Michigan, and LOVED living in the cooler weather, pouncing through the snow, and running through the hayfield.

We miss you, Kobe!

The day after we brought Kobe to our home in South Carolina.

 

 

Long legs and big paws

He LOVED to run!

Kobe wasn't too sure about his new dog bed, but after a couple of weeks it became is #1 hangout in the house.

Flossing? Or rope bone destruction?

Out for a walk at Cowpens National Battlefield in South Carolina.

Hiking at Kings Mountain in North Carolina.

When we moved to Michigan, his inner Malamute shined through as evidenced by his love to run and roll in the snow.

Out on farm patrol.

My favorite picture!