by Franco Baltazar
(Sydney Australia)
Me and my safari
He was for sale 5 years ago from a friend. I'm lucky to have him. He became my baby, visiting his doctor, shopping for his food, receiving gifts from family abroad for his clothes, and more.
I called him Safari. We walked and ran in the street every morning. I showed him around, and spent time with him while I was not working.
I missed him every time I was away. He made me smile and calmed me when I was down. He was part of the family. Last year we gave him partner, Mercedes, but she passed away after a few months.
I am sick. I know he took away all the pain and worries in me.
Last night Safari had an accident. Some reckless driver killed him. I woke up this morning and got messages from my partner that Safari was dead.
My tears keep falling. All I can say is that I wish I was there. I wish I was with him. I wish I was not a thousand miles away from him.
I am sorry, Safari. Forgive me. I love you and I will miss you. Goodbye for now Safari...9-24-14
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