Here comes goodbye

by thunderbird5

They worked together for two years. She was his first guide and friend, the first who gave him freedom but, after two years together it was time for John to say goodbye and to let her go. A story of my first guide I loved so much and whom I had to let go at the end. Zahara retired on 31/8/2012.

14. Chapter 14

Disclaimer: See chapter1.

There were now only three days and three nights left before I would have to say goodbye to my guide dog. This morning I had given her, her food with some of the gravy she loves so much. I don't like the smell of it so early in the morning when I put it on her food but still I did it because I love my guide and this would be one of the last treats she'd ever get from me.

As I listened to her eat, I couldn't help but start thinking. My guide had just had her last weekend with me. I wondered if she knew what was coming and how she would feel about it if she did. They say that she'll forget me as soon as she gets a new home and food to eat from her new owners but how do they know that?

I had just taken my guide out to do her thing when my phone rang. It was the lady from guide dog centre. She asked me for my boarding ticket number so that they could keep track of me when I got onto the bus. She told me who would be coming to get me at the station and I told her I'd send her my ticket details in an email and then hung up. When I got to my room I did as I'd said and found the boarding number on my phone and sent it off to the lady. Again I felt so guilty about everything.

Again I started wondering about my guide. I didn't want her to go. Heck, the day they would take her away from me had started to haunt me almost every night but I didn't tell my brothers. My friend I must have told at some point because I was rambling to her every time I found her online. I can't even remember if I had said something to her or not; can't remember what I've told her. She knows how I feel and what I do when it all gets too much for me. She's a good friend.