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Aswan Our Beautiful Dippy Hound


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It’s the little things we are missing, the things that sometimes exasperated us, the things that made us smile, the things that often made us laugh out loud – the things that made Aswan – Aswan.

 

It those things that are now making us cry.

 

 

Why

 

Why do we now seem to have twice as many beds as we require?

 

Why could you never find one to lie down on?

 

Why was someone else always on the one you wanted?

 

Why as soon as you got a bed did you nearly always get up and want another?

 

Why are our evenings so quiet?

 

Why did you have an obsession with emptying the water bowls?

 

Why did we constantly seem to be telling you to come away you’d had enough?

 

Why do I cry when I check them?

 

Why were you always pulling and rushing on our walks, where did we need to be?

 

Why did you hate the others being in front?

 

Why did we smile at you hunting mice on every grass bank?

 

Why do we miss your triumphant leaps when you thought you’d found one?

 

Why is walking so ordinary now?

 

Why did you insist on bouncing around us whilst we were preparing your tea (no matter how many times you were told to sit)?

 

Why is teatime so boring now?

 

Why did you always raise your lips (and drool) when you were getting a biscuit.

 

Why have you left a huge Azzie shaped hole in our heart and in our lives?

 

Why does it hurt so much?

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