Gosh, I miss her pretty face. I’ve actually tumblred this photo of her before, but I like it a lot so whatever. It was our last walk together before I moved. I try not to think about her too much cause it’ll just make me miss her more, and I know she’s in good hands with my parents and my two youngest siblings, but some days I can’t help it.
I was walking around campus today, where there is literally a street dog (they call them azkals here) always wandering the grounds, and saw two of them about her size playing in the grass.
Normally you see them foraging for food from the discarded trash on campus (as an aside, people really need to put their trash in trashcans at U.P., its pretty disheartening seeing discarded food containers around the university’s sunken gardens) or trying to sleep under the shade of an acacia tree.
Anyway, it made me hope that she was having fun even though I’m not around to pull on her ears or play tug-o-war.