Dear Sophie
May 21st 2011 07:26
The town of Nelson, in the north of New Zealand’s South Island, is surrounded on all sides by mountains and national parks. The mountains are snow-capped for much of the year. They also divert wind and rainclouds from the valley in which the city nestles, making it almost permanently calm and sunny in Nelson.
The mountains are magnificent. Every morning the city’s residents wake and look at the mountains and feel sorry for the rest of the world which does not share the privilege of this view.
The only residents of the area who do not wake each day to the breath-taking view of a circle of peaks are those who chose to live up amongst them.
They include Kate, John and Sophie. Sophie is a German shepherd, and Kate and John are her humans. They weren’t her first humans. The first ones beat her and starved her, making her life a nightmare which didn’t end until Kate and John found her in an animal shelter three years ago.
It took a long time, but Sophie learned to trust humans again.
This is a good thing because she meets lots of them. Almost every day new humans come to stay at Stonefly Lodge, as her home is called, and Sophie trots to greet them with a sniff and a tail wag.
Sophie has her own way of grading these visitors. Occasionally there are Wary Ones; they need to be treated with polite reserve, so they can see that Sophie poses no threat. Then there are the Friendly Ones who are happy to say hello. And then there are the Special Ones, the ones who are prepared to spend extended periods delivering what Sophie thinks of as comfort sessions.
The patters.
Some people can’t resist patting dogs, and Sophie is a particularly pattable dog. I know. I spent hours patting her.
Sophie, John and Kate live amongst the mountains in a large, luxurious, environmentally-extraordinary building with four double guest rooms. It overlooks a helipad and a fabled trout stream, and is quite possibly the most beautiful and peaceful place in the known universe, and perhaps beyond.
Kate, John and Stonefly were hard to leave. But it was even harder leaving Sophie.
PS For those interested in visiting heaven: Stonefly Lodge home page
The mountains are magnificent. Every morning the city’s residents wake and look at the mountains and feel sorry for the rest of the world which does not share the privilege of this view.
The only residents of the area who do not wake each day to the breath-taking view of a circle of peaks are those who chose to live up amongst them.
They include Kate, John and Sophie. Sophie is a German shepherd, and Kate and John are her humans. They weren’t her first humans. The first ones beat her and starved her, making her life a nightmare which didn’t end until Kate and John found her in an animal shelter three years ago.
It took a long time, but Sophie learned to trust humans again.
This is a good thing because she meets lots of them. Almost every day new humans come to stay at Stonefly Lodge, as her home is called, and Sophie trots to greet them with a sniff and a tail wag.
Sophie has her own way of grading these visitors. Occasionally there are Wary Ones; they need to be treated with polite reserve, so they can see that Sophie poses no threat. Then there are the Friendly Ones who are happy to say hello. And then there are the Special Ones, the ones who are prepared to spend extended periods delivering what Sophie thinks of as comfort sessions.
The patters.
Some people can’t resist patting dogs, and Sophie is a particularly pattable dog. I know. I spent hours patting her.
Sophie, John and Kate live amongst the mountains in a large, luxurious, environmentally-extraordinary building with four double guest rooms. It overlooks a helipad and a fabled trout stream, and is quite possibly the most beautiful and peaceful place in the known universe, and perhaps beyond.
Kate, John and Stonefly were hard to leave. But it was even harder leaving Sophie.
PS For those interested in visiting heaven: Stonefly Lodge home page
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