Dearest Mo I met you only once. 20th December, 2015. And it was love at first sight. I openly declared my love for you over Jo (your chubbiness gave you … Continue reading No Mo
Dal chaawal. This, folks, was my last meal of 2015. Simple, satiating and with my awesome family. This has been a wonderful year in terms of food. I started cooking … Continue reading Last Supper: 2015
… and how. Avocado/butter fruit milkshake is my latest addiction. The smooth, thick, yummy goodness of this drink has made me go back and have it, third day in a … Continue reading Addicted
The only reason I am glad I don’t own a dog/dogs is because I don’t have to go through the heartbreak of losing them.
I fall deeply in love with friends’ pets and when they die, it depresses me like few things do.
Dogs bring so much joy into our world. A listening year, a warm lick, a playful nudge, a moist nose, a wagging tail knocking things down or just a pair of eyes you can’t ever say “no” to – they bring it all.
And when they leave, they take with them a world of goodness, leaving a void that refuses to be filled.
Remembering one of my favourites – Bubbles – as she celebrates her birthday today in Doggie Heaven. The stars, my dear, must be smiling with you.
Dogs’ lives are too short. Their only fault, really.
Agnes Sligh Turnball