Today would have been Noisette’s 13th birthday, but unfortunately, two weeks ago, on the 26 March 2017, we had to say goodbye to our faithful friend. It has been really hard to deal with her loss, with the house being dreadfully quiet without her constant presence, but I am happy that she is now painfree. Noisette lived a good, and long life for a dog, and we will remember her fondly forever.
She was originally my mother’s dog, who got her as a young puppy in 2004. I was always on the scene at that time, and Noisette loved me being there, because I used to take her on daily runs at the Johannesburg botanical gardens, where she was able to do her favourite thing in the world - chasing after her ball. She loved going so much, that one afternoon, she decided that she wanted to go, but I was doing something else, so she jumped up onto the dining-room table, grabbed my sunglasses in her mouth, and brought them to me, as if to say, “Here you go, now let’s get going”. She got scolded for this, but at the same time, it was so endearing.
Not too long after, we moved to Cape Town, where we traded the botanical gardens for daily runs on the beach, which made for one very happy (and smelly) dog.
When my mother moved to Europe in 2008, I adopted Noisette, and she stayed with me and Claudia (now my wife), officially becoming ours. Since then, she has been a constant companion to us. She was always around, and even slept in our bed each night, cuddling as as close as she could.
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