Lucy, our dear old dog, died of natural causes late last night. She died at home and was buried in the garden, where she was born and lived for nearly 13 years.
We inherited Lucy nearly two years ago when we moved into the house we currently live in, here in Mwanza, Tanzania.
She was a bit mangy and smelly, ok, that is the understatement of the century, she stank – we even gave her the nickname of cheese dog.
But she was an excellent guard dog, snuffled and trotted happily around the garden and was always wagging her tail, so we decided to keep her.
Lucy, or Lulu as we called her, became a well-loved member of our family and this morning before school we all went outside to where she lay dead under her blanket and said goodbye.
Frida, my five-year-old, said: “It’s ok mum, Lulu’s in doggy heaven now. She’ll be happy there.”
I hope she is – Rest In Peace Lulu.
This sketch was done while Lucy was sleeping and it is how I will remember her best.