Lasfar, you were the best camel anyone could ever own. I loved you from the moment I met you, over three years ago, with your cute fuzzy sticky-out ears, big brown eyes... I knew then that I had to have you.
You would come to me when I called you - unheard of for a camel - and when I called you amidst hundreds of camels, I could always find you - you were the camel who lifted his head and turned to me when I called " Laaaaasfar".
When I was down, or lonely (I know it sounds like a song...) you listened to me with your big brown long-lashed eyes quietly looking into my own. I could see my face reflected in your huge eye as you watched me watch you.
When I rode you in the desert and I talked to you, your ears would tilt back to hear my voice...
You were goofy and gentle.
You LOVED food, and when we were walking in the desert, you would watch for any second when I wasnt looking to snag a mouthful here and there. Of course I pretended I didnt see, and only when we were getting behind, did I pretend to get mad and say - come on - let's go...
The guys would tease me in the desert by calling "Laaaasfar" - copying how I called you.
You knew me... You loved me.... And you knew I loved you.
There will never be another camel like you. My heart will always have a huge two-ton hole in it.
Thank you for blessing my life and adding so much richness and joy. You were a gift to me.
Missing you...
Juanita
