Snuva is sad to say that her Tante Skona has died.
Although Skona lived on another continent, Snuva heard many of the legends about her and learned a lot of dog craft from her. Snuva often heard of Skona’s smile, knew that although she was rarely naughty she was always guilty, learned from her that it can be just as fun to run for the ball with other dogs as it is to grab it, and heard amusing tale of Skona’s prehensile neck. She will be missed by all who knew her. Clicking on the photo above will take you to a set of photos on Flickr; at the time of the post there is only one photo, however others are being added so check back