Bongo, our best friend of nearly 11 years passed away in November. We knew this day would come eventually, but it was a really really tough day. We took photos, not willingly, just so we could remember our beautiful gentle giant, who was terribly sick. It rained while we waited for the vet to come. Dean told the girls ALL the Hindu gods were crying!
Everyone loved him! All our staff came to say their goodbyes. It was very touching.
Miss Bebe Gallini & Bongo were buddies since he was 8 weeks old (could they be any more opposite in appearance?)
He had more frequent flyer points than most humans, having lived in Australia, England and finally in India!
We asked all the staff to go home and leave us alone with the girls, who were absolutely devastated. Dean and I buried him under the frangipani trees in a corner of our garden. Emmaline added a Christmas bauble "because he was going to miss Christmas", a bone, his manky old tennis ball and his blanket and we then showered him with every flower petal we could find in the garden!
Dean said we should have purchased lime. Xanthe piped in "we have lemons but not limes!". The next day we bought 15kgs of flower petals for his grave.
his candle burned non stop for a month!
thanks for the memories Bongo!
Tears.
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