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Story Time, The Farewell Dog Of Turkey

Updated on October 10, 2012

Allah is love and whatever he creates is of love. He is in all, around all and is all.

He is alpha, omega and everything in between, including you and me - one in the spirit.

At this moment Allah wanted to create a special creature. That of a free spirit with unconditional love. She would be the inspiration of all the other dogs. She would have a loving life because she, herself, was loving.

In his mighty wisdom, and at the foot of Mohamed, he blew a breath. As the breath swirled and gathered, a formation of light star dust twinkled into a sphere. It never ceased to amaze Mohamed when Allah did this, it was so magical. He never tired of the creation process. Mohamed embraced the sparkle known as love and held the sphere in his hand, kissed it, and as quickly as it had been made, it disappeared.

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The Farewell Dog Of Turkey


The sun beat down upon the sea. Glints of light reflected upon the subtle ripples, but these were more than just glimmers of light... these were the speckles of souls, created from love, by love from Allah's own breath.

These were souls of potential. They had a mission and a purpose to life. It was now up to them. Just as Allah had set them free with loving tenderness, they had free will to go as they pleased.

Allah wanted them to find joy and adventure in this wonderful playground called earth. He had created this world so as they experienced life and, in their experience, he too could share the love. He wanted to see through the eyes of all living things and feel what they felt - in their joy, he too could be joyous.

It was because of this he made everything unique so as he could understand many truths and differences in perceptions. Allah is every possibility and every outcome born from love and Puppy was no exception.

Happy Puppy - the brightest glint from the sea at Gumbet. Everyone that knew her could feel her. Everywhere Puppy went, so followed joy. This beautiful black dog was, indeed, everyday her best.

Allah's joy! The be all and end all of source divine enjoyed her life - her thoughts, how she viewed the world and her feelings. She was exactly as he wished all life to be - fun, joyous and filled with love. Yes, she was a Sufi in dog's clothing!

The people of Bodrum fussed over her, fed her and enjoyed sweet moments with her. But Puppy had a secret. She, not only could give the love, she could identify it in others too.

Some people had rays of beautiful colours around them... pinks, whites and purples. When she saw such people, she felt good. It was no wonder, therefore, that she would be attracted to them. In this attraction she would share many moments of joy from these visitors. They would feed her, love her and welcome her to their hearts during their time that they were in Turkey. So sweet were those bonds. So great would be the impact of Puppy on the people of love.

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Surrender to love
Surrender to love

Puppy could identify love, for sure, but she could also identify a lack of love too. She would protect the people of love by barking and chasing these darker beings away. People of love only attract love, so there was no room for lesser forms of love where Puppy was concerned. She would never hurt them but defend with a cast iron will.

The black and white Tom cat was a bully. He didn't understand that batting his paws, attacking other animals and people were examples of a lack of love. He didn't realise that this stopped him receiving tit bits from people's plates and acts of kindness from the visitors. Instead, he would hurt and Mame the hands that fed him.

Puppy knew this Tom from old. Puppy just used to warn him to keep away and by being her best, try to set an example of loving kindness. This technique seemed to work for other animals. Mud Blood, a patchwork cat of tabby, ginger, white and black, seemed to have learned that love was the only way to help her survive the Ferrel world of Gumbet and this was learned by Puppy's example.

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Sleep tight Puppy
Sleep tight Puppy

One day Puppy caught the eye of a couple. She could feel intense love from the lady and the man had an aura of love, happiness and acceptance about him. Loving kindness touched her soul. She wanted to spend time with these people.

This she did. Staring into each other's eyes, the lady would hand feed her and she would gently take from this hand. Everywhere were the couple went, so would Puppy.

People would say "There's that dog!"... "Yes, she's with them... she's always with them!" They could see the devotion and love between dog and man.

She went to restaurants, sat under tables, bathed in the sun and slept at the apartment where the couple stayed - everywhere they went, so did she. This Sufi dog shared her time, unconditionally with love.

Puppy is the 'black' under the table
Puppy is the 'black' under the table

It was a holiday love affair that yearned a life time. Puppy was the lady's dog and there was no getting away from it. Time was running out. The couple were due to return home to the UK the next day. What to do?

The lady searched frantically on the Internet. "How can we get this beautiful dog home?" she said to her husband. Six months quarantine at Bristol, cold winters, rain, heavy traffic on the roads - Puppy would have to wear a collar and lead. In Turkey she was free to roam and choose who she wanted to be with and when.

It was warm all year round and the resident's of Gumbet knew, loved and looked after her - she would surely be missed! Her coat was glossy and her nose was wet, she was happy. What gave them the right to take an animal away from her mission. Her love was a selfish love. One of attachment.

The lady had learned. Puppy was a free spirit. Puppy gave unconditional love. Puppy could not be owned - just like every living being. The truth of the matter is that when you truly love someone, letting them go is the greatest love of all.

The lady's test was this. How would she deal with this. It wasn't about Puppy anymore, it was about her.

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The time had come to say goodbye.

Jenny, a friend that the couple had made from Belfast, could see the love bond and agreed to keep Puppy in her apartment until the couple had gone.

The lady couldn't bare to say goodbye and tried to avoid that moment.

Puppy would have none of it. She mithered, worried and wouldn't settle in the apartment.

Jenny had no choice but to let her out.

You can't imprison a free spirit like Puppy.

Puppy sniffed down the stairs of marble, then up the stairs - tracking the couple's scent. Jenny followed the dog. Puppy wagged and jumped up the lady, then went to the man, back to the lady and sat.

Jenny explained that she couldn't settle the dog and was sorry - not to worry, the lady had no choice but to deal with her demons and say goodbye properly.

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Puppy knew the deal. She had said goodbye a hundred times to just as many people and she wanted to show the lady that she will be alright.

There walking was a Turkish waiter, he turned, patted his thigh and said something in Turkish. He knew her name and she joyfully followed him into the bar. He was feeding her!

The lady felt relieved. Puppy was telling the couple, by action, that she would be alright and that she was loved. The lady watched on.

Puppy made her way down a hillside roadway, between the hotel and the restaurant. "Phew, she's gone!" thought the lady. A few minutes lady she reappeared, saw a passing car, chased it like a bat out of hell, wagging the wag and barking the bark, then came back and sat next to the lady.

The airport shuttle bus had arrived. The lady crouched down next to the dog, looked into her soul, tenderly stroked her ears, nose and mid forehead between her eyes.

"I love you little one, I am blessed that you have shown me the love and have taught me to face my fears and let go of those loved. Thank you. Thank you, my farewell dog."

With tear in eye, both the man and the lady hugged Jenny, entered the coach and, before you knew it, was gone. There sitting on the pavement was Puppy who became more and more distant with every gear change.

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I am grateful.  Thank you Allah, thank you universe, thank you Puppy.
I am grateful. Thank you Allah, thank you universe, thank you Puppy.

Within five days, the couple got word from Jenny.

Puppy had made her way down to the beach. There Jenny met a young lady who told her the story of her time with Puppy the year before. She too shared moments with this dog. She too had exclusive attention from her. She too had the doggy farewell.

Within the hour, Puppy was spotted with a family. Everywhere the family went, Puppy went too. The dog tenderly took food from the hand of the lady in this family. If anyone offered her food, just like the couple in the UK, Puppy hesitated as if to ask the lady whether it was alright to accept the gift. "Go on, Puppy, it is alright, take the food." and she did.

Allah had gifted a Sufi dog to the people of Gumbet with one mission: To teach those on a spiritual path the lessons of attachment, unconditional love and confrontation of our own demons. That UK lady was me... and I am grateful.

© Shazwellyn 2012 - This work is covered under Creative Commons License

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    • shazwellyn profile image

      shazwellyn 5 years ago from Great Britain

      Hi Highland... this dog is very much loved in Gumbet. People have been going for years and have watched her grow. I know she will be alright - she is special.

      Thanks for reading

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      Highland Terrier 5 years ago from Dublin, Ireland

      Well written, but you should have taked the dog home. Feral dogs and cats live for only two years app. People care will not be consistant enough to keep this dog in good health for any longer.

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      shazwellyn 5 years ago from Great Britain

      Eddwen... arhhh the read might be brilliant, but how was the writing? lol

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      Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

      A briliant read.