My dog passed away on 26 October 2017. He was 15 years old.
Before I met Momo, I had no idea how much I could love a dog. The first time we met though, I think he wanted to kill me.
I was visiting my then-girlfriend, now wife’s home for the first time. They’d chained Momo, and for good reason, as he went wild the moment he saw me, snapping against his shackles, barking and snarling. It was the first time I’d ever been so close to a German Shepherd, let alone an angry one, and I was scared — if that chain broke, I thought, I’m a goner. … Continue reading