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  • We really don't know what we have until its gone.
    Until it's out of sight and out of mind.
    The smallest of things make the biggest difference to life
    And the moment you fall in love with something or someone...
    Well you know you're in trouble when the day comes that you must part ways.
    When the days you share will no longer be your reality.

    Fuck. I miss my bestest friend!!
    His consistent love and his oh so expressionable face.
    He could never hide his emotions.

    He gave the best snuggles and has the most entertaining Springbok bounce.
    His squirrel hunts and mid morning snoozes,
    His grumbles and his humble growls soothed any aching heart.
    His patience as he eats one. morsel. of. food. at. a. time.


    I miss his excitable eyes and insane spins on the floor as I reached for my takkies.
    His swagger as he swooned past all of the 'four legged minions' on the trail, tail floating in the air.
    His brows that 'said it all' when he knew I had to leave for work and a walk was not on our cards.
    His incessant barking at me when I headed out into the ocean and left him on the beach.
    He'd often swim after me then 'retreat, retreat, RETREAT!!' when those floppy ears got too close to the water.
    He'd give me right good telling off when I returned to the sand.

    The best.

    I'm mourning my soul-mate!!
    I miss him so much it hurts right down to my toes.
    Oh Shadow pants.
    He was never really mine but he was always my Dog-child.
    He saved my life many times in the early days of my recovery and moving to SA.
    Days when I felt so alone.
    He got me through.
    We adventured HARD!

    Anyway, Dog is God spelt backwards.
    Just saying.

    : )


    Written: 31st May 2015
    (FYI: He's not dead. He just moved house. Abruptly.)

    Photo: Collage of 2014/15
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