I Have A Baby...

Not my boy but close...

  He is a two year old, black faced, Belgian Malinois named Kaeleb. It means bold and strong, he is both. He is also crazy, think German Shepherd with ADHD! There is NO turning him off!

  He climbs trees and runs up walls.  I do mean straight up the side of the buildings, and the inner barrier walls. His two litter-mates are the outside security and work with the guards. Kaeleb will go everywhere with me. Zahir's older brother informed me, I will be going through training to learn how to control my baby.

  I could be wrong, I believe he has staked to claim to me already. The first thing he did was sit on my lap. Then he sniffed my chest and put his nose where I had my surgery. Zahir was impressed he identified my injury. Z kissed the back of my neck and Kaeleb showed his ugly face.

  Zahir chastised me when I let the dog give me kisses. "He licks his balls with that tongue."  Z almost fell out of his chair when I replied, "I can too, and yet YOU still kiss me."

  We were told he gets along quite well with the animals of our family including Zahir's falcon Aya. It was clear to me this has been in the plans for some time. It was also clear to me the apartments were never in real contention.

  Then Z gave me the bad news. Our firm got the contract for a project in Tehran. Zahir will be gone for a month starting next month. I will stay in the big house with Baba and Mama. So now I have the new boy cave, our bedroom, and a room in his parents home across the courtyard. Without Zahir, My internship will be on hold.

  Chase