Kendra

 Thanks everyone for your warm words of support.  We are a rather fragile household at the moment, liable to leak at any ungiven moment.

 We'd love to give Kendra a glowing eulogy, how saint-like she was etc..... but it wouldn't be true.

Kendra was a loner.  Not socialised as a pup, though we tried, she had an uneasy relationship with the world.  She was a one-person dog.  Everyone else was suspect and needed to be told long and loud that this was her kingdom.  If given the chance Kendra would circle and nip at unsuspecting ankles.  She would only walk at night or early morning when chance meetings with others were at a minimum.  When visiting friends, she'd find a quiet corner and back to the wall, ready to bite  passing ankles if possible.

But we loved her.

'The bush pig'

 Here are a few memorable photos of our girl.

Swamp monster--bath time.



Recovering from her 'career girl' operation with Daisy (right)



Her first haircut(???) She was very embarrassed.

Rolling--one of her greatest joys

Always nosing around in corners.

Even towards the end, she was at her surveillance post .

Trade mark wonky beard

Always on the wrong side of a closed door.

Growing old disgracefully.

She will be missed and fondly remembered by us.