Pono is no more

Pono was not merely my dog; he was an inspiring master in the art of living in the NOW with only two operating modes. Either we were together, and he was very content, or he was in waiting mode on the alert, anxiously awaiting our reunion. Now take this and add a deep self-confident demeanor and a strong, opinionated character, and you get a Ridgeback dog. Pack that in a pure muscle and bone zero fat 120 pounds perfect body, and you get my Pono.

But first and foremost, and above all, you were my soulmate. You left me stranded in the present Pono, in my waiting mode...

Farewell Pono. See you in the afterlife.