Kozmo, the Superdog

 

 
On a trip for the Montreal show in April of 2001, I was peering out the window of the plane during loading in Toronto to ensure that Koz was loaded without any problems, when I was approached by someone asking me if I had a pet on board.

Pet????? PET??? I was pretty much insulted.

This was not a mere "pet" this was my 4 legged companion that had given me so much. As with all our furkids they mean much more to us than just a pet. 

When I got Koz I was just another pet person, but trying to keep an open mind I thought maybe I should take some classes to see what I can learn and signed up for some at a community hall. The following Tuesday there was an article in the paper showcasing a local business called the "superdog spectrum" That looks like fun, and changed my enrolment with Koz to the S.S.. I had never seen a complete show, so it was the furthest thing from my mind. What It did do was teach me how little I knew about dogs, It gave me something to look forward to every week where we could go and get away from day to day obligations...and just plain old escape and have fun. He gave me some sanity back into my life from work and daily responsibilities. We had so much fun there with Lori and Shan. Koz would start whining 8 blocks away when he figured out where we were going, it was certainly a place of pure enjoyment for him. There wasn't a show at the Stampede that year, but that wasn't all that important to me, we just had fun spending time together.

Summer of 2000 came and we were at the Stampede for a 3 day invitation..at the end of 3 days we were invited to stay,... what fun!

Half way through it we were invited to the PNE for 1 week. Koz did love the shows and it has been stated that he gives himself 150% all the time, but to him he didn't know any better, this was the norm. 

The family of the Superdogs has given me memories that will stay with me my entire life and they just wouldn't have happened without Kozmo. This was no more apparent last May when he was diagnosed with Cancer. The support I received from all of you was incredible. The Get Well card and support in Winnipeg when he could not be with me brought tears to my eyes. The birthday card, cake and gifts in Vancouver was overwhelming. He would ignore his sickness when I took him off the Chemo in July because the quality of life just wasn't there, he didn't deserve that , so off he came, and we just put him on prednazone. if he was going to live for a while longer it would be a good life...and so we were in Vancouver showing people just how much we love our dogs, and even more importantly sharing my feelings for Koz with my friends, and family, The "Superdoggers" ! My only regret was that I could not share it with all of you.

The affection and acceptance of Koz at previous shows or in Vancouver constantly wanting to visit (albeit not for long) and running around the PNE like he owned the place... into the offices, the hockey team room, dining room, lounging room, the change room, ..almost everywhere BUT the kennel room,( at least not past the doorway) , he loved all of you like family, because to him you WERE family!

The entertaining was a bonus !...why I kept track I don't know...7 million people in 535 shows, He loved doing each and every one!

I put Koz to rest Sept 27, 2003....he is out of pain, and no longer struggles to breathe. He will be on that stage under the bright lights just this side of the Rainbow bridge Having a marvelous time without his lumps, with his wonderful coat, having the energy to be a clown and romping with all the wonderful superdogs the he will meet up with! 

Am I sad? of course I am, but more importantly. I am grateful for having the opportunity to have such an incredible creature to travel across Canada with, and into the States, to involve me with such a wonderful and caring group of people with who I have forged many friendships, but most of all Koz was terrific just to spend time with and hang together, whether we were training, walking, running, playing on the beaches from Vancouver to Halifax, walking to the Dairy Queen to each have an ice cream cone, or just plain old laying on the grass together watching life go by.

I will miss him terribly.


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