Good news: Anchen's parents have adopted him! We've gone for a trial period while we're still in SA, and at this stage he hardly seems to notice us when we visit. Of course it's a little sad and on our side there's quite often still the odd old tear if neither thinks the other is watching, but all in all, I'd say he's clearly being spoilt to unknown ends and couldn't have asked for a better home. Thanks to Ouma Anna and Oupa Joe!
Anchen pondered on the fact that he probably thinks life consists of three phases: One, where you have to stay outside with another large dog and gettting attention takes the form of destruction and punishment.
Phase two sees the large dog leaving and suddenly one is permitted into the house but still with extremely strict controls and hardly any room for fun inside the house while the people animals are only around on weekends and evenings for entertainment.
....and then phase three: a 'Father Christmas' type man and a lovely lady allows you anywhere you want to go, while they feed you all kinds of nice things. You have a new friend your own size, you go for long walks on an almost daily basis, and there's always someone around to either talk to, or just snuggle at their feet as much as you like.
Phase three must be his idea of heaven.
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