Kamir Brown, constant companion, guardian, and rascal, died Monday, June 5, 2006 in Kuwait. He was 15 ½ years old. He is survived by his sister Cashmere, a doting family, and lots of friends. He was buried at Al Thurya Farm in Abdaly, Kuwait where he spent many weekends doing his favorite things: sniffing and peeing.
Kamir was born in October 1990 in Conakry, Guinea in West Africa. He spent the first two years of his life in Guinea where he made the transition from wild street dog to spoiled house dog. After Guinea, he spent two years in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia where he developed a taste for injera (traditional Ethiopian bread) and learned that it is best to stay far away from ostriches and hyenas. He returned to the states in 1995, where he spent the next eight years of his life living a typical suburban existence where he enjoyed walks in the park, doggie cafes, and obedience/socialization school.
He moved to Tunisia in 2003 where he discovered that the ruins of Carthage were ideal places to leave his mark and made clear that the he preferred city streets to Mediterranean beaches. He spent the last two years of his life in Kuwait and enjoyed the hot summers which must have been good for his arthritis. He is deeply missed.
Woofs of Wisdom from Kamir:
Vegetables are a good thing. (He was fond of broccoli, especially cream of broccoli soup.)
Most of life’s problems can be solved with a good nap, a car ride, or the companionship of good friends.
The best thing about weekends is waffles.
If you can’t actually exercise, at least thinking
about it is a good start.
Always make time for a treat.
