Saffron

This is Saffron. I got her as an adult dog sometime in 2007 and she was my companion for a good five years. We used to do a lot of silly things together. She would rub her back on freshly mown grass – after I have given her a bath, she’d stay perfectly still while I trimmed her hair, she’d offer baby chicks to me as presents, wake me up at the most ungodly hour just so she can go have a wee, she’d let me use her body as a pillow and she’d keep my side of the bed warm, she’d wait for me to come home from work. She was an amazing friend and it broke my heart to part ways with her.

I had to leave her with my mum (and mum’s furry companions – they were her Three Musketeers) when I moved to Wellington, as I would be flatting and it was hard to find a rental that would allow pets – cats maybe, but I’d be hard pressed to find one that would allow a dog. However, I would fly back to Hamilton / Auckland as often as I could – not only to catch up with my family but also to spend time with her. I felt bad about not taking her with me but took comfort in the fact that, she had 2 other furry friends (and chickens and a big farm to roam around in) whereas if she were with me, she’d be holed up in an apartment (assuming I could find one that accepted dogs) the whole day.

It’s been a couple of years since she headed off to doggie heaven, and I still miss her terribly, although for some reason, I miss her a whole heckofalot tonight.

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I miss you Saffy.

 

Published by Viv Phillips

That's not exactly a flattering image. Eh! Anyway, when I'm not taking photos, I do acrylic painting or write about my adventures (and misadventures) in this wonderful journey called life. :)

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