...for Cousin Kobe. We had a pawesome weekend in Lake Tahoe. Although there wasn't any snow, we had plenty of fun hiking and playing. By Sunday afternoon we were in get ready to go home mode. Auntie Kim was doing laundry. Daddy was bringing up firewood from downstairs. Mommy was sweeping the deck. Kobe accidentally went down the stair and took off. Mommy and Daddy ran for him but it was too late. He stayed close to our cabin but wouldn't let anyone get close enough to catch him. (We don't know Kobe's whole story but we know that he's suffered some sort of abuse...physical or emotional, we don't know). This went on for almost 6 hours. We tried EVERYTHING...we all went for a walk and of course Kobe followed but again, he wouldn't let any of the humans get close enough to catch him. Auntie Kim and Uncle Sean left in the early evening due to work responsibilities tomorrow. We stayed until 8pm but because it was dark, it was just too hard to see where Kobe was going. And would you believe that it started snowing as we were leaving? So please keep your paws crossed that Kobe is safe and warm. Please also pray that he will let someone get close enough to catch him. We are all eagerly waiting for the call. A three hour drive home always seems to go by very quickly. But as Daddy said, when you're sad, three hours seems like forever.
I am a 6 year old American Eskimo. I live with my Mommy, Daddy, and sister, Sierra. I enjoy long walks, hikes, camping, and going to Lake Tahoe. I love to play. My Daddy is my favorite toy...I love to bite his hands. I love my parents very much and they love me.