My sweet pooch, Ginger is about 16 years old. I rescued her at about 4-5 months old and she has been a member of my family ever since. She lived with me at my mum’s while I studied at university, and moved out with me to my first sharehouse in Fitzroy where she had another dog and three cats to play with.

When Tom and I moved in together, she came too. Then, in 2012 we moved to Germany – originally expecting to only stay away two or maybe three years – so we left her behind with my mother. Continue reading Melbourne, April 2017 →