Today is the five year anniversary of me meeting Guide Dog Biggie. Or Ajay, as he was known then. For that was his actual name … but over the years that I had him he kinda morphed into being called Biggie full time. Because he was Big. And it seemed to suit him. We met… Continue reading Five Years
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The Big Dog
Biggie, his pale yellow fur slightly mucky and damp, sitting in his neon yellow and white guide dog harness on a tarmac lane. The lane stretches away between two autumn leaf strewn high banks. We walked down this lane in all kinds of weather over the four and half years we were together. Rain both… Continue reading The Big Dog