Big Dog

 Something you don’t see as much of in Darwin, is dogs.

It’s too hot. Dogs stay at home in the pool or in the garden where they have lots of water and shade and love and attention. Mind you at sunrise and Sunset owners will take their dogs out for a walk.

Which is where I met Niffler today.

Walking out of the office there was a scruffy man with a huge dog. It looked like a mastiff Rottweiler cross. He was on a lead. He was Brindle in colour. He was absolutely gorgeous even if he could double for a horse.

I was stopped in my tracks.

Of course I was going to stare at the dog. He was beautiful.

His owner must’ve seen something in mr because he asked if I would like to give Niffler a pat.

Of course I would, I told him. I would never pay a dog without asking permission first.

The fellow then turned to his dog and asked if he would like a pet from the nice lady.

He walked over to me, on my feet and put his head under my hand.

Bliss.

I will get my cat back on the weekend and I will be back in order. For the meantime, I will just have to go up at the occasional hound.

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