Teenage years
Harlem & Sahara
As a teenager I welcomed Harlem into my life, and he was special from day one. He came with his older
cousin Sahara, who was more cat than dog. She could clear a fence or leap from wall to wall like it was
nothing. Together we had adventure after adventure, and they taught me more than I could ever repay.
My teenage years weren't always easy, but those two were always there. No judgement, just wagging
tails and the feeling of being loved and wanted.
Because of their breed type, they were taken from me by the police. I truly thought I would never see
them again. After nine long, painful months of assessments, they were both returned home to me. Through
it all, they never changed. They stayed the same gentle, eager-to-please dogs who would give their
love to anyone who gave them a little time.
Time and again we were refused taxis and buses because of how they looked. I didn't know it then,
but that was the seed that would one day grow into Happy Pets.
When they passed, they took a piece of me with them. But their memories keep them alive in my heart,
and I miss them dearly.