The Elephant In The Room

I may not agree with tactics of elephant conservationists, but I understand. You see, I am a dog lover. A crazy one, who no matter what will see or hear no evil about my four-legged babies. Not surprisingly, living amongst my people, Batswana who most times would kick a dog at first sight, I have always found that my biggest area of conflict with family, friends and neighbours is my dogs.

I have no problem keeping up to five massive breeds at a time. Wherever I am, in or outside the house, my beasts are next to me. I get nervous when there is visitor, and my dogs sit at my feet, facing the ‘intruder’. A sudden rise or pick in the voice is enough to provoke reaction, as my dogs take it to mean I am under attack. They react badly, dangerously.