I have always had a desire to have many many animals – at least 20 dogs, 20 cats, one cow, a goat, some chicken and whatever else I can raise to some level of domesticity. My retirement dream is to have a cottage under the shade of a green hill, a river flowing through the grounds, and the sea in the distance! Bliss – with loads of animals. No wonder my friends told me I will become this eccentric old cat-woman if I did not go on the dating site more than a year ago. Being only 50 at that stage, I got a wake-up call, and the rest is history – I found my man on date number two, and today, one year after saying my personal vows to him under an arch, decorated with masses of flowers, I count my blessings that I have friends who care.
This has not been a breeze for a honey-moon year, and I wonder how many newly weds would have come through the first year with such flying colours. My regular readers will know that we got married after knowing each other for just under 2 months, taking that huge leap of faith, sold up all our possessions and left for Zanzibar with dreams in our eyes of building a monument on the island, actually landed in Dar es Salaam, and returned just over two months ago. We had our three dogs and one cat with us on the journey, fetched my other two black kitties from my niece, and set up temporary home in Heilbron, Free State.
For the wary, unbelieving souls out there who may be too scared, or shy to try on-line dating, our success story with a marriage that is more pure and stronger than the day we said “I do”, I can only send encouragement via cyberspace. You can read more about our love story on previous posts.
Coming back to the animals – we are now ready to adopt our next two babies, two Labrador pups. It has to be a black and a white one – and a boy and a girl. Our bigger dogs are so well-trained, but as both Bonjo (named after Bon Jovi), and Jackie (see my post specially dedicated to her), are both getting old, we need to get the babies now so they can learn discipline from the older leader of the pack – Bonjo.
But wait, perhaps we should also get another Scottish Terrier??? Whiskey can do with a mate his size.
To my husband of one year today, Kobus, I love you more than words could ever say – we are for keeps.