Reading the memoir of a dear friend, more of that later, I was reminded of ‘Kora.’
A young German Shepherd kept following my dad, who liked walking along the lake, Starnbergersee, south of Munich, where I grew up. The local vet had no information of a dog missing, so my dad brought her home. It remained a mystery, no claims were made, so she settled with us, for some years. What a wonderful friend, total rapport and love without words. When I went down-hill to do small shopping for my mother, Kora used to nudge me, until I understood – she wanted to carry my basket – wow.
The was a sad end. To progress with their business, my parents moved to a professional venue where animals were not allowed. A local midwife stepped in … ‘I’ll look after Kora.’ Unfortunately she fed her chocolates and cream, which made her overweight and eventually killed her. Beware of inappropriate love.
In synchronicity with finding the old photo above, I was today reminded of Kora while coming to the end of a remarkable memoir by Philippa Rees, a work which deserves a very special post on its own. Next time. Have a look …
Course of Mirrors 
I tried to reply to your post but received a message that comments are closed for the post … Had not known you grew up south of Munich – where I lived six happy childhood months of my own life.
Also pleased to hear that Philippa’s memoir is out and very much look forward to what you have to say about it!
Thanks, Sarah
Sarah W. Bartlett 802.310.1770 https://sarahwbartlett.com *To hope is to give yourself to the future; and that commitment to the future is what makes the present inhabitable. – *Rebecca Solnit
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So lovely to hear your ‘voice’ Sarah! It’s been a long time. Interrupted by hell-on-earth to absorb from scratch, a death of my husband and getting used to eating alone. But I think I’m still alive and glad to hear you are too. I too spent time near what I think of Ashen’s patch, for me on the Ammersee which afforded a very seminal reassessment in the book!
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Thank you Sarah. Your comment did register. Weird, that it should say comments are closed. Another friend was told he had to open a word press account. That has never been so. Mystery. Will have to get in touch with word press.
Lovely to know you had good childhood memories of the patch were I grew up.
Will certainly talk about Philippa’s memoir. Outstanding read.
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