In Memory of KC

We first met KC in 1998 at Cobb County Animal Control. Several dogs got our attention, but when we went down the final aisle, there he was looking so sad and lonely and he just looked up at us like “I know you aren’t going to be interested in me, so I am not going to bother trying.” We immediately got him out of that run and took him outside. He ran around like his pants were on fire and was so happy that someone took notice of him. We knew we never wanted him to go back in that run.

We honestly had no idea what we were doing with this big block of a dog that had no manners. During the first month, he ate everything that was within his reach. He devoured several cds, some clothes, a cactus, and gave a good chewing to an 8 inch serrated blade knife. But he was so eager to please us that he was amazingly trainable and made our job easier. His days of being a terror were short and he developed into the best dog anyone could ask for. He knew so many tricks, and he loved to perform for his cookies. We taught him everything with verbal and hand signals. Little did we know that as he grew older he would lose his hearing and those hand signals would be so vital to communication. His favorite game in the whole world was hide and seek. One of us would hide while the other would go count with KC, and then he would make a frantic search. This ultimately led to KC helping with our wedding proposal. Liz went to hide like usual, but this time KC went searching with a ring and a note attached to his collar.

He was our only child for 7 years and we did everything with him. He went to training classes, playschool, dog parks, rafting, hiking, and many trips. KC joined us on our honeymoon to Lake Placid, New York in 2000 and went to New York City for Christmas the following year. Soon after buying our house, we felt it was time for KC to have a sibling to share his yard with. After meeting many dogs, KC decided that a squirmy little red-nosed pit bull puppy was the one. KC helped us raise Sunny to be a good little sister, and they were best friends.

Despite his appearance being a big, black dog, he was a gentle soul. He loved to snuggle on the couch with his head in your lap while watching TV or to sleep in late on the weekend sandwiched between us. In his early days, we had no clue what we were doing but we always had fun and learned together through trial and error. For everything that we taught him, he taught us even more. No matter how many dogs we may share the rest of our lives with, KC will always have an extra special place in our hearts. He was so much more than a dog.