Friday, November 13, 2009
Two Photos with Kyo and Me
Lu's blog, "My life as a dog," with a picture of her and Xodó made me think of a picture I had with my childhood dog, Kyo. I didn't realize how mangled this photo was until I found it again. I don't remember that day, but it looks like Kyo and I were tired, but willing to be photographed. The reason the photo is all torn up and worn out is that when I was in my late teens, my rambunctious lab go into my things and those are his teeth marks all over. I'm glad he didn't rip up the whole picture.
This next photo is of me in my ice skating outfit with Kyo. I suppose I look a bit more serious in this photo. You can see us a little better. My brother came up with the name for our dog and I don't know what inspired him to name him that. I like the name, though. Kyo was a great dog and very unique. He would go on his own adventures around the neighborhood. I would always know when he went down to the creek, which was about a 20 minute walk. He'd always come back muddy. And then he would take himself across the street to the grocery store and because the butchers would occasionally give him bones, he would enter the store, and the cashiers would get upset and have to keep telling him to leave. If he was gone for too long, we'd know where to find him. He was one of my favorite dogs—such a free spirit.