A mans best friend.
My girlfriend has been my family and Wes my best mate’s loyal friend, protector and wildlife warrior since she was born Christmas day 1988.
She is the love of my life. I was devastated in 1998 when she was diagnosed with terminal cancer; she died once on the veterinary operating table in 1990, my Mum and my Sister Mandys dog saved her life with 2 complete blood transfusions; Wes saved her from certain death when she was impaled through the eye and out through the ear on a wild boar tusk. She’s been running on one lung losing one to a poison; her cruciate ligament snapped in a car crash and so forth and so on. She's tough - here's some of her story.