Kona two years

I come from good roots. They gave us each just one name: Dash, Kona, Ace, Jackson. Ghost. My ancestors and friends are among the hundreds of four-legged soldiers to be trained here, and the first to be killed in the line of duty for the United States. Throughout the decades, dozens of us have been buried here at the K-9 Command Cemetery behind the fort’s chapel.

— Shadow, Under Angels, Chapter Eight