Samwana

  25th July, 2025 started like one of those ordinary, kind mornings. I woke up feeling good, helped my daughter get ready for school, and dressed casually in shorts and a polo shirt. The day looked light. My plan was simple: drop her at school, pass by my kiosk to check the diary, then go back home to dress properly before starting work. I dropped her off and passed by the clinic, which is just near her school. As I flipped through the diary, the calm of the morning quietly slipped away. There was an urgent early appointment in Runda that needed my attention. I quickly changed into my scrubs and headed out. Back at the clinic later, another demanding case awaited me. It was a pet export matter that only I could handle. By afternoon, the clinic was busy, and I stayed on to support the team. When a grooming pickup was needed in Lang’ata, I volunteered without hesitation. That decision changed everything. In the compound were two dogs. Olaf, the small one I had come for, was visibly s...