It is my second night without Shakar and the house is just not the same. I know she will have a better life in Artsakh, where she will have a yard and the country air and all the country animals to chase, but I am still a little sad. She was bored in my apartment so I know the decision was a good one, especially because I know Ara will make the perfect dad... but I miss her biting my ankle and trying to jump on my lap all the time.She is really a special puppy and both her and Ara are very lucky to have found eachother. I am happy to be Shakar's far away mom/kavor.
Just as Ara said he came with two sixteen year old twins for a few days to Yerevan. We had a blast and yes I turned into a 16 year old again listening to pop music and talking endlessly about Enrique Iglesies and the likes of him. We went dancing and sang at a karaoke bar and went shopping. I hadn't done any of those things since my US days so it had been a few months and it was fun to parade around the city like a carefree 16 year old for three days.
The best however was long talks with Ara about moving to Armenia and how we can get more people to give it a try. We talked about our moves and why we moved and how we moved and what we go through to this day. I was telling him that it is finally hitting me that I am here and that this is not an extended vacation. It is a good feeling. The other day a reader wrote to us and referred to us as pioneers. I really hope this is the case and that more and more people are considering coming here.
The remodeling is slower than ever as the plaster is not drying, especially the walls that don't see any of the small rays of sun these cold days have been sparingly giving. I am leaving for America in a few days and I know that the job won't be done. Hopefully my dad will arrive from Tehran to take care of things while I am gone.
So if there are any dog experts reading, can you look at Shakar's picture from the October postings and tell Ara and myself what breed she is, we are too curious?
Just as Ara said he came with two sixteen year old twins for a few days to Yerevan. We had a blast and yes I turned into a 16 year old again listening to pop music and talking endlessly about Enrique Iglesies and the likes of him. We went dancing and sang at a karaoke bar and went shopping. I hadn't done any of those things since my US days so it had been a few months and it was fun to parade around the city like a carefree 16 year old for three days.
The best however was long talks with Ara about moving to Armenia and how we can get more people to give it a try. We talked about our moves and why we moved and how we moved and what we go through to this day. I was telling him that it is finally hitting me that I am here and that this is not an extended vacation. It is a good feeling. The other day a reader wrote to us and referred to us as pioneers. I really hope this is the case and that more and more people are considering coming here.
The remodeling is slower than ever as the plaster is not drying, especially the walls that don't see any of the small rays of sun these cold days have been sparingly giving. I am leaving for America in a few days and I know that the job won't be done. Hopefully my dad will arrive from Tehran to take care of things while I am gone.
So if there are any dog experts reading, can you look at Shakar's picture from the October postings and tell Ara and myself what breed she is, we are too curious?
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