the office break...

phew..the first word u wud love to say after some tiresomen boring working hours in office...and i so mean it..eidr its the lack of work or the overburden of em on ur tender shoulders..so eidr u huff puff after having finished some shitload of work..or at the sight of the huge pile dats awaiting ur smartness to be finished..the best thing..u smartly sidestep and start taking out ur fustration updating ur blog..let people read it and relive der sadistic moments in life..hahaha..

wel here i am doin just the same as i give my fingers some exercise typing some crap on my blog wall as people happily keep ping-ing me on my facebook wal dats simultaneouly opened...

is der no other way to tympass rather than just fb or doodle on google..wow nice alliteration!!!

so it was goofy..alas!!

sometimes even before you know it,u get attached to someone very deeply..some call it the feeling of love..

even in those 2 or 3 days dat we met i had made a strange bonding with wuffie,as i called the golden lab of the streets..he was gone.happy withe some other family,but i did miss him.wudnt be a lie if i say i did once or twice imagine,wad if i cud bring him home..make him mine..make him a companion to smokey..wad if???

well,d odr day having stalked the new owner of wuffie to almost get to his hedious hideout i left for home kindoff in a mixed state of mind.dint know sedr to miss wuffie or be happy for him..but as it goes,had to comply with the fact dat he was gone for good.

walks with smokey started on a more regular basis dese days with my college routine kindoff on a more liberal mode,and the moment i entered home from college after giving smokey his evening meal wud just say"smokey walk"..and the hyper shiny black dog wud run to fetch his leash and run towards the door wagging his tail and getting restless for meto open the door.
nowadays he's learnt a new trick,he wont let me leash him indoors,he wud dart out the door down the first flight of steps and wait for me on the landing..dn the next flight to the ground floor and dn cum running up again to get me down faster..only wen i do reach the ground will he let me leash him up..

dat day i was as usual on a nice walk with my son..and we had had our daily jumping and running session in the park we usualy go much to the horror and annoyance of some kids..but who cares..me and smokey take our daily sprints,hop over the hedges and play fetch fetch till smokey has lost some of his excessive energy and dn we take a nice walk..
like evry other day we entered the park with the basketball court as smokey loves watching the li'l kids playing basketball or swinging on the swings..

we were just halfway through our walk in the park,wen i noticed smokey from afar.he was playing with some kids who wer trying to push him off the turf and sit quietly at one side...

i tried to evade his notice and just walk past,but guess dogs do have sharp senses,smell and everrything dat u conventionally hear about them coz he just turned back,looked at me,sat upright with dat familiar expression of recognition and den darted to greet me with his usual hug,,hehe

well i sensed the danger with smokey in my hand..i shouted at him,woofie stop..at which he just stopped under a bench bowing low...his head down,his rear up with a tail wagging happily...

smokey was already on his job of protecting me,as he tried to snatch his leash off my hand n attack the oncoming menace..but i had to keep pulling him..woofie was quiet for sometime,but smokey's continuous efforts to meet him n barks for him made him hyper too..finally he let go and jumped on me..licking me and showering his love for me..


so the scene was..me with smokey in my hand,his leash wrapped agonisingly around my hand,trying his level best to jump on the other beastly creature while woofie all over me trying to love me as much as possible.

TWO HYPER LABRADORS ON BOTH SIDE TRYING TO JUMP ON EACH OTHER...trust me u never wanna be the referee in such a game.

and i tried my level best to pull smokey to one side while control woofie on the other.but woofie dint have a collar so all i had was his fur...

sudenly somebody yelled out"goofy"..and i split my attention of the two hyper dogs to look up and see a li'l kid about 8-9 years old come running to rescue me..as if dats wad i was calling for..phew.!!!
nevertheless she came and grabbed woofie by his neck..

i asked,"is he your dog?"

"ya",the kid nodded..i asked wads his name??

c replied goofy..
ok..i asked,"r u alone?is der anyone with you here?"
c sed no.
"can you control goofy?"
"yes i can",c replied..
ohk..i tried controlling smokey as c held goofy by the neck and tried taking him away from smokey..i also started walking the other way as smokey still kept tugging me towards goofy..

i had just taken a kerb wen i heard the kid yell out goofy's name again.as i turned around i saw goofy already halfway through the park sprinting towards us..and the same events happened agn..dis time i got irritated and pinned dwn both of them on eidr side of me.smokey by his leash and goofy by his neck..nw truthfully i did get scared as i dint have any idea hw angry goofy wud get for such an act of mine nor any clue wedr he had had his vaccinations or not..but still i did keep him pinned even thru his struggle to free himself..
keeping smokey at bay i took out my cel and called up a the friend who accompanied me on smokey's walks sometimes..asked her to come running to the park as we had a situation..c sed c's on her way..n trust me every min i waited for her was dominating over a fite these two were putting up to escape my grip.

finally had some relief seeing her running across the field towards me...

i bet t'was quite a sight for her to see me mammoth two labradors in eider hand..haha..as i gave smokey's leash in her hands and told her to take him for a walk and wud be joining her soon..

as c left,or rather dragged smokey out of the park,goofy made some more attempts to run to smokey,efforts sadly ruined by my interruption as i caught him and dragged him back..i tried to distract him calling him from the other side and hurling the basketball at him to play with and after staring at the direction smokey vanished for quite sometime he actually gt lured by the basketball into play my to my relief...

a battle gallantly won..phew!!

n i started playing with goofy striking a conversation with the kid,shaily as i gt to know from her.

i asked her about goofy,hw dey treat him and all,hw long he been der,about his infection and every detail i cud nurture from her brains while i played wid goofy..patting him n caressing him..in a few minutes goofy started obeying me around..

"did u people train goofy??"i asked shaily.
c nodded her head sideways to say no.

i asked"he doesnt even respond to is name??not even wen u give him food?"
again the answer was negative.."he never listens to us."was the kid's reply..
"but he loves me the most in my family",c added..

"so you shud take care of him the most na.if he loves u a lot,u shud love him equally na,"i tried to instill a li'l love in the kid's tender brain,telling her wad all c shud do n take care of her pal in a better way,knowing dat perhaps c'd have forgotten everything,every advice i gave by the time c reached home.yet...

i started playing fetch with goofy,patting him for every nice attempt he made..asking him to leap for the ball..
"gosh,he listens to u..he obeys u more than he obeys any of us,seems he knows u more dn us,"commented the kid after sometime,much to my satisfaction..truly i was happy gettin to spend some time wid goofy playing with him after having missed him since he left the last time..

i stayed wid him till it gt dark and den walked goofy home to retrn home,to my own son who sniffed all over me wid thousand questions in his mind about the events dat just occured..i just hugged him tightly in my arms and lay dwn beside him just to let him know,i love him a lot..and cared for him the most.

have seen goofy a few more times after dat..on our walks have had to suffer a few more tantrums from dis golden street vagabond,had to listen to some complains from people thinking him to be my dog,his owners gt several complains from me..and the friend of mine..well i'd love to see her join in and share her experience for sure..bet she had an awsome time blasting it out on goofy's owners which they very very much deserve..for der irresponsible nature,der uncaring attitude towards goofy..


AFTERALL A DOG HAS NO USE FOR FANCY CARS OR BIG HOMES OR DESIGNER CLOTHES..A WATERLOGGED STICK WUD DO JUST FINE..A DOG DOESNT CARE IF YOU'RE RICH OR POOR,SMART OR DULL,CLEVER OR DUMB...GIVE HIM YOURE HEART..AND HE'LL GIVE U HIS..

How many people can you say that about?how many people can make you feel rare and feel pure and special?how many people can make you feel extraordinary...

miss goofy...sometimes just stroll leisurely past his street to find him takin a nap on his frnt porch,or outside on dusty earth..give him a pat or two..caress him,play with him for sometime,15mins,half n hr..is dat enough,is dat all...does he get the love he deserves.???

woofiiiee or is it goofy??

socialising supposedly is the best way to meet new people..make new friends.spicen your life with new happenings..and when you start living in a colony,guess we all find ourselves among a group of families where we need to socialise to be known..to make the world know dat i exist..

with a dog around with me..socialising wasnt going to be a big issue..haha..be it complains about his untimely bark or his poop infront of somebody's lawn..he surely made a mark of his presence soon and in turn mine too.

every eve i do take smokey on his regular walk which he cherishes like any other labrador would..one day while i was walking smokey i saw a golden lab,full grown about 2-3 yrs old playing with some kids in the park,bt mostly roaming on his own..which kindof dint give me any clue as to who's dog it might be..being on the odr side of the park fence with smokey,i just reached my hand thru the iron grills of the fence and patted him..living with a dog in my house sure made me a big dog lover,a love dat slowly was increasing and which now is kindof an obsession...anyway,its was just dat i patted the golden lab much to smokey's annoyance,as jealous as he alwez is...we carried on with our walk..

some days later i was returning from some shop nearby when i caught this dog wandering alone on the street..i went up to him and lovingly caressed him and noticed that he had some infection on his fur and his coat did not have patches of fur,tufts were missing here and there..i thought he has some infection perhaps..and i left home..

some days later again while i walked my dog out on the streets i found him wandering alone and i felt for once that perhaps due to his skin infection or some other reason he has been kicked out of his house by his owner,and maybe he has nowhere to go now..recognizing me he happily wagged his tail and came up to me,which i least wanted coz wad happened was kindof anticipated by me..smokey started barking at him trying to sniff him n get aquainted not letting him come close to me..i somehow managed to drag smokey away and leave the other lab behind and we left..i got worried that perhaps the skin infection on the other lab is contagious so on returning home i gave smokey a nice warm bath and cleaned him,to disinfect him as much as possible..

much concerned as i was for the lab dat he sure has been thrown out of his house i wanted to help him in whatever way possible.but on the contrary i cudnt adopt him and keep him in my house also before atleast getting him cheked by a vet atleast coz i was scared i might endanger smokey..so i tried calling up some dog welfare organisation,namely FRIENDICOES..the only one i could remember.

"hello,friendicoes??"

"ya,how may i help you sir?"answered a heavy voice on the other side of the phone,a man in his mid 40's i assume.

"sir i need to report about a full grown labrador which i fear has been thrown out of his house and left out on the streets.can you please help the dog and take him with you?i fear he has some skin infection as his coat has missing patches of fur here and there."i reported.

"ok which dog did u say it is?"

"a labrador sir."i answered.

"a labrador??abandoned?on the streets??but...labs dont have fur..what infection u talking about""was d surprised ans from the friendicoes guy..

"xcuse me..i have a lab in my house and i very well kno hw much fur a lab has..and d dog m talkin about has tufts of it missing off his coat..so please lift the dog and help him..i would have kept him at my place but i am scared that i may endanger my own dog.so m seeking urgent help from you"i shouted at d guys ignorance,or shud i say callousness..

"ok ok.ya dnt get him to ur place.u shudnt risk ur dog's health.but we cant fetch him now.we r short of people and ambulances as of now.we fetch dogs only at nite,ok.."he replied.

"i can catch him and keep him with me if u can come and pick him up in an hour or so..u just hafto come and get him.dats it."i replied,frantically asking him to help the dog.

"i am extremely sorry sir but i just cant do anything rt nw.leave your address and we'll pick him up in the night."

"thanx.please do help him out."i finally hung up sayn dat...and wishing thet d dog does find a better living dan on the streets.

Rains...came quite heavily dis yr in delhi...as it rained for days and days with streets and highways getting waterlogged and half the city submerged.our colony becomes a sinking ship in just half an hour's rain..with water upto the knees...so t'was quite somedays that i cudnt take smokey out for a walk.

one fine eve after d rains had stopped for about a day or two and with all d reserved energy smokey was throwing tantrums indoors i finally had to take him out for a much needed walk.we had just been walkin about ten to 15 mins wen i suddenly saw d golden lab sitting on the peripheral road all alone wet and drenched all dirty in rain and mud,which kinda made me sure that he hasnt been taken indoors for the past few days and has had to live out in the rains,wid street dogs eating god knows wad..i immediately took smokey home who lookes at me wid a puppy face tugging on his leash as to say,"walk over?so soon?cmon we just left 10mins ago.we dint even go to the park.my walk cant be over so soon..m in for more..please.."

i locked smokey home and called up a friend staying nearby to go see dis dog.we found him on the front porch of some house staring blankly into the horizon and i slowly went and loved him,rubbed his far..aaahh he loved to be rubbed..shudve looked at how happily he wagged his tail lookin at me gettin a nice neckrub..i asked him to follow me and lured him slowly towards a local grocery shop.where i asked people if dey knew who's the dig is and all..got no answers.i bought a packet of bread lest he's nt found ne food fr d past few days and fed him..one by one..by now i was certain he hadnt learnt any command or nething.coz neidr wud he listen to sit,stay,easy,heel nothing.nor wud he respond to any name i tried calling him..smokey?goofy?woofie?tommy?patrick?bozo? tried some more..no response at all....phew

finally i decided of calling him wuffie..

told a few uncles at the shop to please contact me if they find d owner of the dog..and slowly lured him along with me..towards my place.now what to do...big question..i had something in mind.had thot of tying him dwnstairs of my apartment and feed him thru the nite and next mrn wud take him to a vet and dn c wad shud be done to him..so i sent my friend to get some rope or something from home to make a leash out of it while we slowly walked to my place.on the road suddenly d dog started sniffing here and der and finally under a parked car..under which some street dogs had taken refuge from the regular downpour.and they barked back.i called him back bt he wnt listen.he sniffed further and the dogs inside barked ferociously back at him..maybe its the rule of the jungle,of animals,dunno this lab also had become a bit ferocious having stayed out in the streets with street dogs for some days now..he gt hyper and barked back at the dogs only to raise a fite..there were three of them against one..and 2 more ran in to join in the fite..

the ferocious barks and the sudden happenings sure scared me a li'l and i ran away and watched from a distance..throwing stones to scare em off bt to no help...as i helplessly saw the valour of this full grown about 30kg golden lab..he was fighting against 5 street dogs..punched one rt in the face..slapped another with his paw..fended the attack from the third to bite the fourth,only to be bitten and scratched by the fifth..finally he got scared and gave up..and ran out of the fite..and as i called his name..came to me seeking refuge..

i patted him..calmed him down a bit..loved him n spoke to him kneeling dwn beside him.."easy wuffie..its ok..dey r gone..easy.."

fed him the remaining bread pieces..made him jump to get the bread,played with him a li'l by the time my friend gt a nylon strap(which if i remember correct came with the new air conditioner just a few months back).and we tied him with it and the other end of the strap with a pipe and i just left to get some food for him from home wen he started barking at the top of his voice...

"dude,neeche wali aunty sure complain karegi kal.."dats wad my room mate sed once i entered my apartment..hah.

i sed i'll just feed him once and if he doesnt shut up even then will leave him in the nite and get him in d morn agn...

a li'l rice and dal dat i had made for smokey in the afternoon was left.i put dat in a bowl and went dwnstairs to feed woofie..only to find him just snap open the rope and vanish round the corner...i let him go and did not chase him..just praying for him to live d nite nicely...

i called up the FRIENDICOES people again for help..but i regret to say they dont at all care for the dogs..all they care for is money and sponsors..

"sorry sir ,we cant do anything unless someone sponsors us for the dog"dats wad dey sed to which i got furius and tried contactinh PFA peeple(people for animals,anothet ngo organisation for animal).i dint get thru as they had closed up for the nite.i had to wait for d next day...

next day early morn i woke up and went looking for woofie..walked the whole colony..the road i first found him.the park where he played..i took about four rounds of the colony every corner but dint find him...my heart sank..i doont kno wedr i started feeling for him as my own dog or not but not finding him dat day,i really felt disheartened and somewhere guilty...i had dis strange notion in mind dat since he had d leash i had put on him still on his neck he had been capture by someone...by some breeder,someone.anyone...i missed him..

everytime i went out dat day,d next day...i just kept lookin for him..took unnecessary rounds of the colony to get to meet him....

my friend tried to explain to me that maybe its good for him..someone has taken him up.atleast he has a good home now..he's not on the streets atleast.bt still i dint feel any better..maybe i somehow wanted him as mine..a friend to smokey..

slowly a week passed and i dint get a glimpse of woofie in all those 7 days...

suddenly one day i was walking smokey with my friend and as we approached the peripheral road to our colony,from afar i saw a golden lab near the gate..now there are several full grown labs in our colony,labs being the most friendly and common household pet dog..but still i wished it to be smokey..wanted it to be him...i told my friend to take hold of smokey's leash as i ran to see wedr its woofie or nt..as i approached i was certain it was woofie...

"woofie....woofie"i called..

he was sniffing something on the road..he looked up..saw me..n came running to me,,wagging his tail as happily as ever..as he reached me he jumped up on me..hugging me wid his front legs...and trust me wen i say i was happ to meet him again..he licked me,hugged me for sometime...and dn sniffed me all over trying to say dat he missed me too...haha

someone suddenly called out"goofy..goofy come here.."

i looked out and saw a lady,slightly plump standing by the gate wid a kid in her hand calling out for woofie..i took woofie to her and asked..

"is he urs??"""

"ya.."c sed

"how long has he been wid you?"i asked

"about a yr or so..'

"ru sure coz i just found him out on the streets a few days back wid street dogs.."

"ya he fled"..to which i raised an eyebrow coz as far as i knew no dog.least of all labs wud run away frm a house he has been stayn fr a yr..

"wads his name?i asked

"goofy"

"goofy goofy",i called out at d lab..but he wudnt listen.."he doesnt respond to his name?"

"he does,dunno y he aint responding nw.."c replied..

"where do ya stay?"i asked

"dat side..."

"which apartment?i stay at 121c.."

"ya i stay dat side"..c replied very reluctantly...

now i kind of gt it dat its not der dog but dey have flicked him finding him on the streets,,bt agn i was happy dat atleast he gt a home to live and be fed and cared properly..

so i left em and came back to smokey and walked him home..bt i wanted to kno where does c stay..so i hurriedly ran back to the periphery road only to find woofie walkin home..wid his so called owner behind...

woofie saw me and agn came running to greet me..and the lady came up and sed,please u leave,he ran away agn and i had to catch him wid a lot of effort..so please lemme take him home...i sed ok fine i was leaving only...i let em go and followed em keeping a safe distance..

woofie kept gettin my smell and turning back and tryn to come to me..haha

dat was nice to see dat he loved me..

finally the lady came to a junction of roads and stopped..wud not walk anymore so i had to move ahead to avoid further suspicion which i was sure c suspected me of following her..hah...i entered a park adjacent to the road infront of which c was standing and took a parralel road inside the park..but then there were some trees and i cudnt see her agn by the time i took a round and came back..bt i atleast had pinned her down to four blocks where c cud stay..

the black angel..

Well well..here I sit down penning down..something..nethn..just have to..need to..wad else can you do wen ur down on bed 24*7 and u aint even allowed to even get outta house or do nethn dat u so feel like doin…

Watched a few movies..watched tv..tried bouncing the stress ball of the wall catchn it…stared at the wall ,the tube light,the ceiling fan…read some stry books…old ones agn n agn…phew m bored..think writing something wil just help get outta the boredom…

Afterall wad to write..memories make best words rt..

And the most important thing dats in my life is my baby boy..ahh nt literally but no less..its my li’l black 8month old Labrador pup back in my flat at delhi,perhaps happily chewing upon wadeva he finds n feels like having on the menu 2nyt…

Actually I wudnt even have been sitting dis idle n writing all dese stuff had I been in delhi wid my baby boy…two big eyes with ears drooping on the sides,one amazingly cute puppy face ..glistenin white teeth with his yellow ball in his mouth..looking at me with keen request to play with him..occasionally rubbing it on my hands or on my feet so as to tell me..”plz plz plz play wid me …I love playing fetch..throw the ball m gonna fetch it…m bored”

N how on earth cn u be rude enuf to refuse to dat???u gotta just yield to his wishes..dont you..so do i..snatch the yellow rubber ball off his mouth and throw it n off he shoots after it to get it..but he’s one dumb dog…if the ball just goes under the almirah or the washing machine..he’ll try his best in every gymnastic position possible to get it out..wid his teeth,his claws..n dn wen he cant..he’ll just stare at it..n dn u ..dn bark n dn start crying..whining…he’ll literally make u get off ur cozy couch n go get him his ball..one dog he so is..haha..bt dat sure relieves one of all the stresses in d world..dat sweet innocent face of this pitch black apparition..

But dats not happening now..now dat m dwn wid jaundice wid some stupid hepatitis-a icing dat piece of cake..my flat mates in delhi just deported me home ..n m so stuck here.crappy food n complete bedrest till I get bettr and my stupid liver gets d strength to digest everything once agn.

And hell I miss smokey..miss him a lot..

So even tho I created this blog about four months ago am putting in my first post today..actually had created the blog to penn down everyday happenings between me and smokey wen I frst gt him home..bt dat neva happened as I gt too busy keepin an eye on him and trying to spoil his evil plans..

20^th april 2010..was watching a film named hachikko..a nice film about a Japanese akita dog starring Richard gere..and fel in love with it.fel in love with the dog..wad ensued was my obsession with dogs growing bigger and insaner..haha..

Even with my frnds and others completely rejecting my idea of getting a pup saying dat its insane to get one and manage one being still a student in college and managing it in the tiny single room of our hostel..i kept searching for one..called up breeders met a few..had kindoff made up my mind on getting a black Labrador pup that I alwez wanted as the first of my 4dogs..

So having been to a few breeders place and played with a few lab pups,I got this angel home…

22^nd april 2010…

Now I aint some working professional..i don’t have any fancy ac car to get him in..all I cud get him in was a hired auto caged in a small pink carry basket with a lid on top..well,first time having seen cars and all that traffic and the april heat of delhi..dis creature of just 27days wud constantly wish to come out of the basket..feel the gushing breeze..look at the surrounding cars…

Finally 2 hours later,evading the delhi traffic and makin way thru it we did reach our hostel and my baby first came to my room…sure he was hungry and I made cerelac for him…d smell of food so made him whine in his shrill sharp voice..pleading us to let him eat...bt poor soul had to wait til the cerelac cooled down enuf for him to eat..and once permitted,the bowl was empty n shiny clean in minutes..bt this creature swelled up.so much so he cudnt evn move…haha..with his tiny stomach ballooned up he lay on the floor looking here and der trying to figure out a way to move.crying for help...adorable..

Back at the dog farm I played with smokey’s dad spice for quite sometime while the papers and all for adopting smokey were being made..so my hand did have his smell and dats wad smokey recognized me by the frst day till he recognized me by my voice..and dat was quiet some task..twas like a new born child coming home from the hospital for the frst time,looking here and der trying to know and figure out where he is..a friend of mine stayed to take care of him n put him to sleep while I went to buy some stuff for him..and when I returned back to the hostel.. I was horror struck…it was one such ill-fated day that der was a power failure.and the poor pup got so afraid in the dark..and the terrible heat..poor soul cudnt sleep till my friend took him out in her arms out onto the balcony in the breeze and he dozed of..only to hear my voice enterin the room and wake up again..n here I realized my plight for the frst few days..smokey bonded with me coz of his dad’s smell of my hand and coz I fed him and he recognized my voice..so d moment I spoke,he’d wake up and cum up to me…phew…I had to stay widout talking wen he’s sleepin..haha.some task for me..

And dis son of a bitch would not sleep inside his basket..kepy whining and whining till I tuk him out n pt him to sleep beside me on my bed..

T’was some sight to be seen wen he slept…small and tiny like a mouse with eyes pressed tightly close and a big round nose..

But soon next day morning he had to learn dat dad has to go to college and he had to stay alone for sometime..

Not dat I wanted ne bit to leave him alone for a single moment..bt had to..fed him in the morn and then made a small play space for him in one corner of the room before I left..smokey kept looking at me tryng to understand why I was doin such animated stuff..and wen I was about to leave the room having loved him and kissed him goodbye,he kept staring at me..with an amazingly adorable puppy face as if to say..”I wasn’t a bad boy.i dint do nething wrong..y r u leaving me alone..plzz don’t.”

Wel well..after just four hours wen I retrned to feed him again..mr.smokey was angry on me for having left him alone.he made it clr dat he wnt be talkin to me,and dat was my punishment for the heinous crime I commited..he sat facing the wall and wud not respond to my calls..some anger he had..

A week and smokey started responding to his name..not dat he’s too intelligent..t’was coz I used to call him by his name before giving him his food everytime..a common house training technique for dogs I assume..but dis black furry animal did use his brain in inventing something..a natural ac for himself..in d summer heat of april,humans sure get fried up in delhi..leave aside dis poor creature with black fur all over him..so he found it cosy to snuggle up between the bottles n sleep pressing against em..now that the bottles don’t get warm soon I used to keep a bucket of water in my room with the bottles immersed in it..mr.smokey after having his food wud sqeeze in between the wall and the bucket,however tiny space may be between them and sleep.u make him a comfy bed,he will just move off it and sleep on the cool floor cuddling up to his best frnd.the bucket of water..until he grew big enuf to realize he cn use his paws to claw out the water off his drinking bowl on himself to cool him up n spill on floor and sleep on it..small kid sure started using his brains.

Dat was then…now when I look at him sometimes..absentmindedly just as a passing glace at him drafting on the comp..and catch him resting his head on his paws and as if through some telepathetic impulse or something lift up his head and look up at me,noddin his head towards one side and wondering do I need something from him…speaks for the bond we share..

He’s just 8 months old..bt we sure have walked a long way together..shared a lot of events on our path to grow up..endured a lot of emotions,stresses,happiness,madness…and smokey sure has endured a lot of my loving molestation..hah

As I pick up the ball and ask him to fetch..i remember my joy wen I first made him do it..when he was just two and a half weeks old..and I went telling everybody dat my dog’s so smart,and probably d youngest dog to do a proper fetch..tho t’was just his greed for the treat biscuits.. lol

And then I had to leave him..keep him with a senior of my college at his apartment which I share now as I had to go home for my hols..hah..smokey would silently sit and observe me pack everything up and wrap up stuff as I had to vacate the hostel room for the hols..and then two days before I had to leave for home..i took smokey for his 2^nd round of vaccinations..and I got him his first collar too..coming to this new apartment and finding new people.smokey was a bit scared..he kept tryng to recognize people.make new friends,and dat habit still persists..when he meets any new person at the door or rather greets any new person at the door,he just jumps up and raises his paw as if asking.””hi there..havent seen you before..neva mind,wanna do fraindship with me??””haha..

I stayed with him a day to get him accustomed to this new house make him comfortable here before I left for home..and trust me missed him every day frm home..just wanted to return back to my baby boy.and about 18days later I did..

19^th june 2010..what jumped at me to greet me at the door was a big black cuddly handsome dude..he sure had grown up..and what ensued..is umm..censored stuff..hah..with loadsa licking and kissing and greeting me back saying how much he missed me.

He kind off taken to this new place.with a big balcony and spacious rooms.he loved it here and so did I..

Well with me back to take full care of him with nothing else on my agenda for few days,we sure made up for the 2 weeks lost with each other..and smokey being fed four times a day sure gained up on a li’l lost weight during his growth period.

"u kno there's nothing like the experience of raising your first dog..simple joy of walking side by side with your buddy feeling the fresh air..throwing a stick..spend some quiet time..just you and your very best friend....."

naah nt my experience...with smokey...it sure aint that simple...a li'l devil that he is..