The next morning I packed Genghis’ bed, food, toys and lead into the car then I took Genghis to say good bye to my husband before putting him on the back seat of the car and setting off for Kaplica. It was extremely hot nudging forty degrees centigrade and I had the air-conditioning turned up to the maximum level in the car to keep Genghis as comfortable as possible. As I drove along the beautiful coastal road Genghis gradually crept from the back seat to the front passenger seat and by the time I turned off up the rough, stony, dirt track to the kennels he had found his way on to my lap. I parked the car outside the log cabin and left the engine running with the air-conditioning on so Genghis would be cool while I dealt with all the formalities of handing over his things to Suzanne. Finally it was time to take Genghis to his kennel along with his toys and the little blue bed I had bought him in the shape of a bone. I led him inside and crouched down to say good bye. He draped himself over my knees whimpering and looked up at me with sad eyes. He didn't need to be able to speak my language; I knew he was saying please don’t leave me here, please take me with you… I felt dreadful. How could I explain to him that this was only a temporary separation and that I would be coming back to see him in three months time? He wasn't to know that this situation was for his own good and that once he had had all his vaccinations and health checks he would be coming home to us. I gave him a kiss and whispered to him that I loved him and I would be back. Then I pushed him down firmly and walked away. Although I knew he was being left in very good hands I was still worried about him and how he would cope. Before leaving I arranged to email and skype Suzanne on a regular basis to check on how he was getting on. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Genghis jumping up and down in his kennel. I turned around with a heavy heart, quickly got in the car and drove back to the villa to pack.
The last couple of days flew by. On our last day we went down town and sat outside our favorite café drinking coffee and eating prawn sandwiches. Genghis trotted around town with us and then sat down happily by our chairs while we had lunch. A couple of the town’s stray dogs dropped by to see Genghis and he acknowledged them in a friendly and sociable manner, which made me proud of him. A few people at the café commented on how nice Genghis was and we told them his story and that he was going to be coming back to the UK in a few months. Everyone said what a lucky dog he was! The next morning I packed Genghis’ bed, food, toys and lead into the car then I took Genghis to say good bye to my husband before putting him on the back seat of the car and setting off for Kaplica. It was extremely hot nudging forty degrees centigrade and I had the air-conditioning turned up to the maximum level in the car to keep Genghis as comfortable as possible. As I drove along the beautiful coastal road Genghis gradually crept from the back seat to the front passenger seat and by the time I turned off up the rough, stony, dirt track to the kennels he had found his way on to my lap. I parked the car outside the log cabin and left the engine running with the air-conditioning on so Genghis would be cool while I dealt with all the formalities of handing over his things to Suzanne. Finally it was time to take Genghis to his kennel along with his toys and the little blue bed I had bought him in the shape of a bone. I led him inside and crouched down to say good bye. He draped himself over my knees whimpering and looked up at me with sad eyes. He didn't need to be able to speak my language; I knew he was saying please don’t leave me here, please take me with you… I felt dreadful. How could I explain to him that this was only a temporary separation and that I would be coming back to see him in three months time? He wasn't to know that this situation was for his own good and that once he had had all his vaccinations and health checks he would be coming home to us. I gave him a kiss and whispered to him that I loved him and I would be back. Then I pushed him down firmly and walked away. Although I knew he was being left in very good hands I was still worried about him and how he would cope. Before leaving I arranged to email and skype Suzanne on a regular basis to check on how he was getting on. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Genghis jumping up and down in his kennel. I turned around with a heavy heart, quickly got in the car and drove back to the villa to pack. Genghis' kennel at K9 Country Kennels, Kaplica Suzan's log cabin
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