Normally I would be doing my little happy dance across the parking lot after having dropped the kids off, looking forward to getting home to a quiet, really enjoyable cup of coffee in my lonesomeness.
Not today.
Not only didn't we have a single bean of coffee in the house, but Lucas woke up and didn't feel very well, which is rather unusual for him, so I had to send him back to bed.
I then got downstairs to our Amah telling me that the dogs had fought a snake in the night, and she was sure it was a cobra. The snake was outside dead, but unfortunately so was one of our dogs... He must have been marked by the snake in the fight. :(
Poor Mocha, he has fought quite a few monitor lizards and snakes before, and even killed a few - until now always unharmed. I guess it was just a question of time, as he never backed away from a fight with any reptile. He really was our best protector, and he always did his job. He died a hero.
Love you buddy, thank you for looking after us. ♥
1 comment:
Åh vilken tuff och modig hund! Vila i frid.
Och eftersom vi just flyttat känner jag med dig, det är många sista på slutet. Se framåt! Det kommer bli jättebra!
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