Danny

So back in October there was a cute puppy outside our office. Probably born in late September. I played with him so much that Glady started calling him Danny. Then, one day, the owner let us have him, so we took him home.

Danny can be a bit of a handful. He's supposed to be an outside dog, but he would run in every opportunity he got. And this kinda happened (okay, so we weren't that bad, but we definitely let him fend for himself some nights since there are some nearby restaurants where they leave meat scraps for the local dogs).

Anyway, three weeks ago, he tried to follow me to town, but discovered that he's not allowed to ride daladalas. I'm pretty sure that someone picked him up and sold him (there are tons of people selling puppies on the street in Arusha). I'm a little sad, but I'm sure he found a good home (he's clever enough to run away if he's not happy). And I'm hoping that I'll get to see him sometime. He could be a handful, but he definitely grew on us. Oh well, Juju still visits us from time to time, so we still have puppies around.