Let’s dive right in!
Here’s some vital stats about Mr. K:
- Kemah is named after the seaside town of Kemah, Texas which was settled by the Karankawa Indians “back in the day” (super-accurate historical period). Apparently, “Kemah” is the Karankawa Indian word for “wind in the face” – pretty accurate for our pup who loved to stick his head out the window of a car and now loves the salty-breeze of the cockpit. Of course, we knew none of this when we named Kemah. We had just been in Kemah, TX a few weeks before we met this pup and joked that’s where he was conceived. ‘Cause that’s how biology works.
- We know nothing of Kemah’s “pedigree” as he Kemah was a stray puppy wandering around the streets of Austin with his mama and siblings when a friend of Damon’s scooped him up. He was the only puppy that could be caught; I think he saw a vision of couch-surfing in his future.
- Damon and I had just started dating and I was shocked when he said “I got a dog today” – without an exhaustive list of pros/cons, breed research, a budget and long-term plans for dog-ownership. He just got a dog. Just like that.
- Me, having never met an animal I didn’t like, settled right into the velvet coffin of our little family.
Listen up gents, dog-loving-girl+boy-with-puppy = love.
Fast forwarding a decade, Kemah is now in his autumn years at is 10 and 1/2. He has grown into a tall-ish, 70ish pound pitbull mix. And, he lives with us on our boat S/V Mother Jones.
our little family on board
Wondering how we made the decision to move K aboard? Click here to find out.