Monday, 13 March 2017

Being a foster parent 2: A dog lover’s tale

Dear readers
Apologies for my long silence! I have been so busy these last few months. This time its changes galore. I have just shifted house and my job is becoming more & more demanding.
Recently, I happened to acquire a sweet little pomerian pup. I named him Chiku…rather he named himself Chiku by not responding to any of the other names I used to test on him.
Let me tell you one thing guys, I have had a number of experiences ever since I adopted him. The first one was when I had to take him to Singrauli by train. It was great to have him as a travelling companion. He simply refused to sit in the basket and snuggled nicely by my side. Fortunately, the other people in my coach were pretty supportive. At least they did not react…..
We have been together since then and very happy. My typical day starts with him jumping on my bed in order to wake me up. It’s because of him that I get to see the lovely sunrise, the morning dew and the fresh cool morning breeze. And then, all hell breaks loose…. As soon as I open my almirah and try to take out some clothes for the day, he will snatch whatever he can and dash… He really hates it when I have to go to the office. Many times, he tries to take my keys too.
It’s a sight when I come back home for lunch. He jumps into my lap and always wants to be picked up as soon as I enter the house. The next thing would be to call my mom. Believe me; he has plenty of things to say to her!
It is pretty endearing no matter how many times he sees you in a day, he will welcome you with the same warmth.
I’ll close this one with the promise that I will keep you updated on his progress. Yes, of course I am one of those lovey dovey persons who click plenty of pics of their pets, upload them on the net and never forget to like others’ cutie pies!!

See you soon.

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