Dawn's Doggy Diary, Part 3

The next day, Sunday, Doofus actually missed church to look after me. Aww that was so sweet of him. He sat with me and gently petted me and told me that his name was Dave and that he had been a high flying corporate guy until he crashed his Harley and went into a coma for 21 days and lost everything � his job as a hotel General Manager, his fianc�e of 6 years, his health and finally his eyesight.

He was bedridden for eight months and couldn�t move and couldn�t see. He had a lot of time to reflect on his wayward lifestyle and he confided in me that he strongly felt that he had been given a second chance at life and that he would get it right this time. He also told me that he was a Christian and that I should be one as well.

Meanwhile this German Shepherd was at our front gate smelling around and I barked and barked until he ran away. Doofu..I mean Dave looked so happy and proud of me, because I had not barked at all since he got me. Then he explained to me that he named me �Dawn� because I too, just like him, had been given a second chance at life, a new dawn. Just as I was getting all emotional and teary-eyed, he abandoned me all alone in his big house and ran off to church to meet his friends for some sort of discussion.

I think he said it had something to do with taking a bunch of orphans somewhere. Hey! What about me? I�m an orphan too!

He came back hours later with the Chinese girl, Veronica, who cooked me a delicious meal of chicken breast, potatoes, carrots and cauliflower. Yum! Now that�s what I call food. Dave then took me for a walk around the neighborhood and I noticed that there were quite a lot of doggies in the area. By now I was feeling much better and wanted to make friends but he wouldn�t let me go near them.

So I sat in the house and stared sullenly at the neighbor�s fat cat. She stared right back at me. Come to think of it she looks a lot like her owner. When I was wandering the streets after my first human had abandoned me I had to fight with the mean back alley cats for scraps of rotten food. Man, those felines were mean and fierce.

*Meeyow* for now. I�ll tell you about them another day. I�m tired now. We�ll chat again soon.

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Dave Avran

Describe Dave Avran? Now that's complicated. The dude graduated with a double degree in hospitality management and marketing from UWA, Perth, WA and proceeded to terrorize poor hotel and resort staff for the next 28 years as a General Manager. He likes big bikes and fast cars, and indulged in his passion for writing and music as a journalist, editor, lifestyle magazine publisher, and then proceeded to the theatre as actor and talent manager before becoming active in animal welfare activism. He's widely sought after for his PR and Publicist networking, and is a social media junkie who's wired 24/7. While doing all that, he still finds time to jet set and reviews all the music festivals in this region.

We told ya it's complicated. For today, let's just make life simple and call him an avid animal lover.

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