The Hafa legacy lives on!

In one of my earlier blogs you may have learned about Hafa, the dog my host brother got me after saying part of what makes me miss being home is having pets. Hafa (which means happy in Rukwangali) sure lived up to his name. He was happy as can be and had more energy then any dog I've ever known. He reminded me more of a spastic cartoon squirrel than he did a dog. Unfortunately, I live right next to a highway, and we lost Hafa just over a month ago.

       *Hafa when he was a puppy and I first got him

I was really heartbroken over the loss of Hafa. He drove me nuts, but he was my spastic little squirrel. When people asked if I was going to get another dog I would say no, I'm too scared of another one getting hit by a car. 

A couple weeks after Hafa's passing I realized the girl dog on are homestead (her name is Nunu, meaning small) was looking a bit on the preggos side. And sure enough, she was. Last week after attending a media meeting I come home to find in a hidden area of my homestead Nunu and 6 precious little puppies. Nunu never leaves the homestead and Masini (the male dog, masini meaning milk) is very light colored, like when you add too much creamer to coffee (hence the name I have him). Yet, a lot of the puppies look like this 

Notice any resemblance? 

Hafa make be up in doggy heaven, but I think he left a little something behind. I said no more dogs, but visiting these little cuties everyday is causing me to quickly fall in love!