Guys, it is with so much sadness that I announce the demise of one of the main characters in my blog, Kisang’ule the dog.

Kisang’ule ‘went to be with the Lord’ and it’s a huge blow for the mongrel community in my neighborhood.

He was a role model, clean, well fed and could even bark in English!

Our beloved family mongrel who has served us faithfully for the last 5 years was poisoned by thugs last week because he was too loud and woke my family up every time thugs tried to break in.

Kisang’ule died so we can continue watching TV, cook with gas and keep our mobile phones.

In all those days Kisangule lived with us, I can’t recall a day he moved to live with the neighbors because of greed.

And I guess it’s because we always fed him left overs to give him some little strength to hunt his own proper dinner, squirrels.


Kisang’ule was a happy dog, he walked my sister and I to the busstop and really hated it if someone stopped to greet us. He would bark.

Kisang’ule could read our moods. And if the family cat was being a nuisance he would softly try to tell her off. They were inseparable. The only time I felt betrayed by Kisang’ule is when he was seeing me off to the bustop and we met my father’s car and he chased it back home.

I later understood that it had to do with the meat. My dad always fed him a chunk of meat every second day of the week.

Now he is gone. I hope those thuvs will go to hell. By the way where do dogs go when they die? Anyway it doesn’t matter, Kisang’ule was a hero who died protecting his humans!