Kongo doesn’t have dogs.  He wanted to get a dog.  Some smallish thing with short hair that doesn’t shed and doesn’t bark.  Mrs. Kongo said, “sure, you can have a dog.  When you travel, it travels.”  She evidently does not recall the fond memories of taking care of dogs and raising two boys in younger times when Kongo was sailing the seven seas keeping the world safe for democracy.  So much for gratitude.  Anyway Kongo was allowed to build a koi pond during a house remodel and he has 10 beautiful (and big) koi swimming in the front courtyard but it’s pretty hard to take a koi for a walk.  They don’t snuggle up well and don’t perform tricks although they will eat out of your hand if you’re patient. Continue reading “Dog Days of Summer”