A man sits in a Johannesburg park

A man sits in a Johannesburg park on a late summer’s afternoon. He releases the lead attached to his red-haired spaniel’s collar and she bounds off to sniff trees and play near the river, perhaps she will even go for a swim again, if she gets excited. The man will then take her home and turn the hosepipe on her, washing off the leaves and slime of the river water. The man’s name is Andrew Barker, a good ordinary enough name, a solid name that is easy to pronounce, easy to give over the phone. It’s an afternoon late in the week, the man is alone. His wife and children are packing, and this is the dog’s last run in his company. Tomorrow he takes her into six-month quarantine. ...Read more here