How I met my best friend!

Sniff* scratch* whimper* and a “oh! so innocent gaze” are few killer moves my boy makes to change my mood in a snap!

Telepathy I would call it, how else would you explain him reading me without me saying a word! My boy… My best buddy… Ceasor Bhatnagar! 🙂

Here I am writing a post for Dog with blog, well let’s start from the very beginning, the day I met Ceasor… He was the birthday gift for my 17th birthday. I went to this pet shop where I first saw this little bundle of trouble … he was the loudest and the most excited pup in the entire store, while the others were too timid and scared when they were bought, this little mongrel came rushing to me … slid across the tiled floor landed on my shoe and started nibbling on my laces! And the huge puppy belly of his would make him unable to stand once he was flat on the floor! Gosh I fell in love, I knew… just knew he was the one … hey, don’t want to sound cheesy but we bonded so well and since that day till today when my grown up baby had his 3rd birthday a couple of days back (17th jan) we have been the best of buddies.

And let me tell you something friends, people usually believe that when you bring a new young pooch to the house you need to train him and teach him stuff, I feel it’s totally the other way round… It’s the pet that teaches you treasured lessons that no one else could ever imbibe in you.

A dog teaches you unconditional love, patience, forgiveness, passion, and to never lets your innocence and joy die… No matter how tough the days are… a woof and wag of tail will make it all go away! As he is sitting in front of me all dressed in red, resting his head on my knee and giving me that gaze that pierces right into my soul, there is a unknown wisdom… a mystery that comes and soothes you in presence of such creatures. Those who do not have a pet are missing something HUGE… MAJOR in life.

This one is dedicated one of the best gifts that life has endowed me with, the friend of my life- Ceasor!

PS The above post was written by Jharna Bhatnagar. ‘Dog with Blog’ believes that it is the same loving heart that beats in every canine irrespective of the breed or pedigree. If you too have a story that must be told, kindly share! It may be about the stray you befriended or the pet you brought home. Keep loving dogs 🙂

A dog’s life…

portrait of a dog, a dog's life
That look in a pup’s eye…

A dog’s average life span is 12 years.  Statistics, however, cut a sorry figure when you take into account the vicissitudes of ‘subject to conditions clause’.

It’s a cruel world buddy where best friends have become fashion accessories to flaunt and dump with the season’s turn. Too many designer dogs are being shown the exit door once their fad ends. Mankind would still take ages to understand that despite all the brouhaha about breeds, it is still the same loyal loving heart that beats in every dog, be it the Pomeranian, poodle, mastiff or mutt.

Chances are dear pup that you would remain a stray, destined for a lifespan on the road. My heart aches to break your dreams but the harsh reality runs like that. If you were to meet the fateful twist of being a stray, probably you would suffer the brunt of stones hurled at you. Some onlookers may playfully invite you with whistles and then shun you to agony yet you must neither lose your temper nor your faith in humanity. Your incisors are sharp but choose not to leave their marks on humans. We have a legacy of trust, loyalty and friendship to live up to and unlike our best friends we still haven’t forgotten that.

You have to be very careful while crossing those lanes; the motorists won’t spare a second look at your corpse. And if you somehow lay their panting for breath and seeping blood, chances are again slim that someone would take you to a vet.

Don’t fight among yourselves; it would only make matters worse. In a world like it is today, the cauldron of callous, it makes no sense to fight amongst the species. Humans are much apt at it, always remember that religion is always the opium of the masses, and refrain from it!

Wag your tail at the well-disposed smiles for they may vivify a heart. Welcome the turn of seasons- the bleak visage of winter or the scorching sun of summer and every now and then, do steal an opportunity to wink at the new adventures that they bring with them. Grub & drink what you get yet desist from what your olfactory senses are dubious about.

New York City Police officer stops traffic to allow mother cat, carrying her kitten, to cross the street
Another time, another place. July 1925, New York City Police officer stops traffic to allow mother cat, carrying her kitten, to cross the street.

You would discover that the poorest of people may have the most genial hearts, that strangers are just friends waiting to be befriended. And remember my lad, as the lady always said, ‘Before you say anything about anyone, let your words pass through three gates- Is it kind? Is it true? Is it necessary?’

And when one day you bid adieu to the world, don’t leave the stage with grudges in your heart. With a votive prayer, may your decease. Forgive and forget when you make the eventual transition for the other dimension. And as I read once, at the end of it you realize life is like playing on a see-saw: By yourself all you get is the lows … the highs come only with company even if it is the dog.

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