This is my puppy dog. His name is Keba and he is from Lake Tahoe, California. Just outside of South Lake Tahoe you will find Meyers, a small town sandwiched between the debauchery of Lake Tahoe and the glory of Kirkwood (ski resort). We found Keba at an animal shelter out there. We were on a getting-to-know-you-and-I-think-I-love-you escapade during college and to our overwhelming delight, we added a dreaded, malnourished, smiling ball of golden fur. He was nine months when our family formed and even though he is six years old, he still wags like a puppy. Keba likes long runs at dusk (especially on a mountain trail), cool evenings at a campsite, being scratched behind the ears, and spending time with his close friends: Hobie Cat, Abby, Kia, Jack, Nellie, and BrownDog.
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If I ever have a dog (an who knows some day I just might) I want a clone of Keba--
WHAT! did you just drop a bit of foreshadowing? Is there possibly a dog in your future? You know, you could always practice with Keba when we are away! He likes to sleep over...
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