The reality was that I emailed Suzanne on a regular basis for updates on how Genghis was and even managed to have a couple of Skype sessions where Suzanne brought him into her wooden Chalet to sit on her lap so I could see him while we chatted. He had several more visits to the vet to carry on with his program of vaccinations and time passed by. We decided to have him neutered in Cyprus before he came over to the UK but planned to wait until our return visit in October so we could have him recuperate with us at the villa. I had discussed with Suzanne the pros and cons of having Genghis stay with us for 3 weeks when we next visited. Obviously we very much wanted to have him with us but we were anxious not to unsettle him as he would have to stay behind again at K9 Country Kennels for a further 3 weeks when we returned to the UK at the end of our break. We decided we would give it a try especially as I was very keen to carry on with Genghis’s training and getting him used to living in a house instead of in kennels plus he would be able to recuperate in more tranquil surroundings from his impending operation. Before too long it was time for us to return to Cyprus and I have to admit I was very excited at the thought of seeing Genghis again. I planned to go and get him the day we arrived so no sooner had we opened up the house, unpacked our things and bought a few essential supplies, than I was off once more driving up the beautiful deserted coastal road my heart beating with excitement at the thought of collecting my black and white speckled friend.
Once back in the UK I started having stupid visions that something dreadful would happen to Genghis and prevent him coming back to us. One anxiety was that he would simply run off and never be seen again. Another involved him being dognapped by unscrupulous blackmailers who would seek a ransom for his return or worse keep him for themselves as a hunting dog (this due to a passing remark of Suzanne’s that a friend had said what a lovely dog he was and that he looked like a purebred pointer). I imagined him eating poison while out on a run in the fields and dying. I saw him bitten by a blunt-nosed viper which had entered his pen and dying before he was found. I envisaged him catching some dreadful disease and expiring before Suzanne’s eyes or not being able to cope with the extreme heat of the Cyprus summer. These nightmares then extended to involving Suzanne in as much as something bad would happen to her and no one would know and all the dogs at the kennels would die of thirst and starvation… All ridiculous and over the top scenarios which at the time seemed pretty plausible to me.
The reality was that I emailed Suzanne on a regular basis for updates on how Genghis was and even managed to have a couple of Skype sessions where Suzanne brought him into her wooden Chalet to sit on her lap so I could see him while we chatted. He had several more visits to the vet to carry on with his program of vaccinations and time passed by. We decided to have him neutered in Cyprus before he came over to the UK but planned to wait until our return visit in October so we could have him recuperate with us at the villa. I had discussed with Suzanne the pros and cons of having Genghis stay with us for 3 weeks when we next visited. Obviously we very much wanted to have him with us but we were anxious not to unsettle him as he would have to stay behind again at K9 Country Kennels for a further 3 weeks when we returned to the UK at the end of our break. We decided we would give it a try especially as I was very keen to carry on with Genghis’s training and getting him used to living in a house instead of in kennels plus he would be able to recuperate in more tranquil surroundings from his impending operation. Before too long it was time for us to return to Cyprus and I have to admit I was very excited at the thought of seeing Genghis again. I planned to go and get him the day we arrived so no sooner had we opened up the house, unpacked our things and bought a few essential supplies, than I was off once more driving up the beautiful deserted coastal road my heart beating with excitement at the thought of collecting my black and white speckled friend.
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