Little is the time we get with our truest friends, dogs. Their lives too short, hearts too swell. In this guest post, Monika reminisces her first pet, Snoopy.
Remembering my first dog
We never knew what selfless love is until we met SNOOPY!
Snoopy our love, was a desi dog, innocent and immaculate. I first met her on a summer night. There she was a lifesize teddy bear tiptoeing in my dad’s footsteps. My father had late-night office hours those days and it soon became Snoopy’s habit to follow my father (maybe she wanted to be part of the family). We too became habitual of seeing him patting and feeding her.
“Whatever you are looking for, is also looking for you”
~ Rumi
We never raised a pet before we met Snoopy. It was only later that we realized that she was an abandoned dog.
Oh did I tell you, we named her after the beloved dog in Peanuts?
One monsoon evening when my mother went out to feed Snoopy, she could not find her at the usual place. We called her repeatedly but she did not come. We had that sinking feeling you get when someone precious goes missing.
The next morning my mother found Snoopy a little far from the home. Someone had hit her and she was unable to walk. Despite her fractured leg, her tail still swayed with love. We brought her home that morning. From here on, she was our adopted pet.
Life with dogs is a world in itself and we found ours with Snoopy. Her little mischiefs kept us busy all day long. As soon as I’d reach home, she was the first to jump upon and hug me.
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Through the seasons, Snoopy was always there for us. Her mere presence drained away all the day’s debris. Once when I was home alone, a little timid teenager, she watched over me the entire night. There she was my dark knight guarding me against creatures of the dark.
She played many an avatar – my guardian, my best friend and soul sister. To my parents, she was their daughter, cherished and pampered way more than us. And she deserved it all!
I still hope that someday she’d return to our family in another form. Dogs don’t die. She will always be cherished by us. The memorable time that we spent with her is priceless.
She wasn’t just a dog but a family.
All dogs are…
The post is about dogs and I had to read it! Yes dogs are family. People are heartless who abandon their pets. Snoopy is waiting at the other side of the rainbow, running freely with his friends, in a happier world.