“She walks slowly towards me, head down slightly, feet swinging outwards a little, making her gait appear somewhat clumsy. Her head moves slightly from side to side but the eyes focused completely on mine. The tail, slowly undulating moves more rapidly as I drop onto one knee, and reach out a hand to her. She stands upright, putting her paws on my shoulders, covering my face with wet doggy kisses, expressing her joy and devotion to me as she would to other members of her pack. I can sense her feelings and emotions, her depending and also her independence. She is me, and I am her. We are both animals, we are both people. The faint perfume of her scent fills my mind. Soft silken coat, so smooth to touch. Eyes of velvet brown, loving but separate. We are separate, we are one”. © David Parsonage 2010


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