I didn't get to talk to the vet because she was going into surgery on another dog, but she thinks he had distemper. Apparently it would explain his symptoms. Unfortunately, no one knew how serious it was, so I didn't take my phone to bed or I would have gotten the call when Kona suddenly deteriorated about 3:30 a.m. I could have been with him before he died about 5:30, and my main prayer for him would have been answered.
This all raises many thoughts that are tumbling about in my head, but several things are perfectly clear.
My son Jim sent me this verse in one of his emails asking about Kona (and Siobhan):
Whenever I see a little animal that has been killed on the road this verse comes to mind, but I hadn't thought of it in relation to Kona. It is very apt, though, because Kona's suffering was indeed part of waiting for God's redemption of His creation. And sadly, people who throw away innocent puppies are also part of this fallen and unredeemed world. By God's grace, there are others like the vets and the rest of the staff at RIVER who devote their lives to caring for God's creatures. They are one glimmer of the hope of redemption that God allows us see while we wait.
VIDEO of Tai and Jean-Marc praying for Kona.
The title of this post comes from Job 1:21:
Kona was indeed a gift from God. The last two photos show the way I will remember Kona, with his heart-full of love shining from his eyes and his tail wagging (you can see the wag from one photo to the next). I love you, precious Kona.