Above is a drawing rendition of Kona that I commissioned from a talented artist in Georgia. Like many breeds, poodles come in the color blue. It is deep navy, blue-ish almost black color. Dobermans and Aussies may have blue coats. To the untrained eye, Kona looks black, although after a summer in the sun, he has brassy, bleached tips on his hair, kind of like a Hawaiian surfer.

I realize getting a picture done of my dog is a little self-indulgent. But I saw (and bought) a picture that Amber the artist did of a poodle and I knew I wanted one of Kona done. It is so awesome! I could not be more thrilled. It is not finished yet but know it will so wonderful.

I bought Kona on my birthday. He has been so great as a companion to me, walking each night, staying by my side as I take the horses from pasture to pasture. We have perfected the trail ride with horse and dog. Another great thing is that if Lauren wants him to or not, he will climb up and through the dog gate to join her at the barn. Although, some may dismiss him as just a poodle, he is big enough to provide protection to her as she is alone on the property.

My friend Kathy makes fun of all the pictures I take (always looking for the next blog subject). Somehow no matter what my plans are, Kona manages to get in the picture. You can go back through my FB or blog pictures and find Kona in many of them. It is kind of like the old “Where’s Waldo?” game.

I love all my pets, horses equally, but clearly Kona is a special guy. It would be hard to imagine my world without him. If you ask Lauren who her favorite dog is, despite her deep love of Yorkie, PuppyGirl and her corgi, Sneaky, her answer is the poodle.

Lauren on Pixie with Kona right by her side

I take him along to most horse shows. He stands in the viewing area with his eyes darting around focused on the horses, clearly watching, moving and turning his head so he can catch each turn. I have six other dogs but a lot is perfect for me with Kona.

I can’t wait to get my drawing! Next, will be a drawing of Feather. That should be amazing too! Amber the artist specializes in dogs and horses. What a great holiday gift. Contact her via Facebook if you are interested.

Kona caring for Kendyll

Kona Goes to the Jungle

Kona already hot at the top of the trail.

Kona already hot at the top of the trail.

I am on a wellness and fitness kick. BORING-I know.  Being on a fitness kick in south Texas in August is good because it is so freaking hot that you burn more calories just trying to keep your body cooled.  It is also horrible because it is so freaking hot.  The heat index yesterday was 106!

In the morning I did work around the barn.  There was a lot to catch up on.  I have a pedometer to keep track of my steps and had walked a couple of miles just doing chores.  I decided to get back to the walking habit I used to enjoy in Florida-trying to walk three miles a day (most days). 

Lauren and Blake were off to World of Hunting or some equally exciting trade show.  I was off to the state park with Kona.  The closest one was Bravos Bend State Park-known for its swamps and alligators.  I was guessing that the dry spell we were in would have minimized the swamp and driven the alligators off the beaten path (I hoped). 

I was smart enough to bring water but not smart to bring with us when we started walking.  We headed down a path in the woods.  Kona thought I was nuts.  First, why were we walking when it was so hot?  Second, where were we?  I might live in the country, but Kona might as well have been dropped in the jungles of Southeast Asia for all that was familiar to him.  In our rural little corner of the world, there are unlimited views, corn, grass and some more grass. 

From the moment we stepped onto the trail, Kona acted like a high-strung Arabian at his first parade.  He jumped at every little sound.  The squirrels in the tree sent him spinning (I have no idea why we do not have any squirrels but we do not).  The breeze rattling the palms sent him scampering away. As we continued down the path (headed toward the 40 Acre Lake-according to the map) Kona walked along with me but was ever vigilant, shying away from imagined foes.

I was really surprised.  Kona has successfully negotiated many horse show venues, been inside Reliant Arena with no issues, hung out with the residents at the nursing home, but Bravos Bend park was undoing my poodle.  I think his senses were overloaded with all the intense smells, the sounds of insects, animals and who knows what and the glimpses of unknown animals through the wooded knolls.   As we walked along, we both got hotter but Kona never really settled in.  Kona kept pulling me into the shade on the side of the trail as if to say, let’s stop here-we can hang out where it is cooler.

As we made the loop around, deer jumped out about 200 yards ahead of us.  Kona halted.  His nose to the wind.  Pointing.  He gave a little bark and would have given chase.  He had no idea what those strange animals were but they looked a little like small ponies so at least Kona had something to relate to.

I think the only time Kona was comfortable was when we finally stopped at the turn-around point on a wooden bench.  He immediately jumped up beside me as if to say ‘this is more like it!’.

We took a picture together (there may be something a little sad about taking a selfie with your poodle) and headed home.

Kona says "Finally, some civilization and a place to sit".

Kona says “Finally, some civilization and a place to sit”.