Angels Coated in Fur
This is my first blog post and I start writing this on my favorite topic- Angels coated in Fur. I write this on the very same day I met my dog, two years ago.
Dogs are perhaps the most unconditional creatures that have ever been created next to mothers. I am a proud owner of a dog, a 2 year old German shepherd, and I must say I lost my heart to my lovely fur baby at the very first sight. I have bad experiences with dogs, in fact I have disliked them, until I met my dog. This post is a short narration of my experiences with dogs.
When I was a kid, about 3 yrs old, I was extremely attached to a stray dog (extremely common in the area where I live). Every morning, as I left to school, the dog would wait for me to board my bus, stand up in two legs and wave a 'bye' at me. I used to fondly call him 'puppy' (although he was a fully grown dog:p). Out of the cowardice of dogs that were there in my street, puppy was the only one who had an interaction with me. He was my first friend, a friend who used to wait for my arrival from school to play with me. Everyday this continued. My toys were also his. The bonding I had with him was something that I shared with no one else. He had undergone no training, but still knew how to behave with a 4 year old child. He was not a pet, but a friend.
Days passed by. One evening, as I came from school, I found puppy waiting for me, as usual. As we started playing with toys, and something unusual happened. He snatched the toy from my hand and refused to give it back. Tears rolled down my cheeks. My toy seemed much more important to me than my best friend. I tried to snatch it away from him, but he gave a very ferocious bark, pounced on me, scratched me all over and walked away with my toy. I was left crying and bruised.
That was the last time I played with him. I was left with a fear of dogs. I never saw his face again. Every time I saw him after that incident, there was a sense of regret in his eyes. He still waved at me when I left to school. But I never saw him the way I used to.
Life moved to a different track. We moved to a different area. Puppy was no longer in my thoughts. But my dislike for dogs continued to remain.
Eighteen years later, I was gifted a dog for my birthday. I still didn't like them. But when I saw my dog for the first time, it reminded me of the days I spent with my first best friend. His eyes were the same as that of puppy's. He would just look into my soul. I named him Casper.
It has been 2 years today since he came into our lives. He still holds the same magic that he did on the very first day. Every morning, I wake up to his face, with a very charming look in his eyes, he shakes hands with me to say 'good morning'.
Puppy was never allowed to enter into my house (anybody's house in the flat). He was a stray dog and was always treated like an untouchable. Elders in my house never encouraged me to play with him (although I did what I wanted to). Street dogs are never tolerated. They are seen as a menace. No one cares for them. But they don't care. They just give unconditional love to human beings who treat them as untouchables.
But what remains as a bitter truth is the fact that these dogs and other animals are far more superior to six sensed human beings such as us. We think that we know everything under the sun. We posses the 'Extra Sensory Perception' or the 'sixth sense' which we often boast of as the only creatures in the universe to posses. But, do animals not posses it? Or do we just blindly say that they don't because we don't understand? Wearing a dress and possessing knowledge that is useless needn't necessarily give us superiority over animals. Dogs are born to give love. The purpose of human beings too, was supposed to give and receive love. Unfortunately, we have deviated far away from the path of love. Perhaps, this world will be a better place to live if all of us wear only five sensed creatures.
P.S: Puppy might not be alive today, but my heart still feels sorry for the mistake that I did which costed me a very good friend. It took me eighteen years to realize how superior dogs heart are over human beings. Stray dogs don't need to be trained to taught how to behave. They don't deserve to be treated as untouchables. They are indeed angels coated in fur.
Dogs are perhaps the most unconditional creatures that have ever been created next to mothers. I am a proud owner of a dog, a 2 year old German shepherd, and I must say I lost my heart to my lovely fur baby at the very first sight. I have bad experiences with dogs, in fact I have disliked them, until I met my dog. This post is a short narration of my experiences with dogs.
When I was a kid, about 3 yrs old, I was extremely attached to a stray dog (extremely common in the area where I live). Every morning, as I left to school, the dog would wait for me to board my bus, stand up in two legs and wave a 'bye' at me. I used to fondly call him 'puppy' (although he was a fully grown dog:p). Out of the cowardice of dogs that were there in my street, puppy was the only one who had an interaction with me. He was my first friend, a friend who used to wait for my arrival from school to play with me. Everyday this continued. My toys were also his. The bonding I had with him was something that I shared with no one else. He had undergone no training, but still knew how to behave with a 4 year old child. He was not a pet, but a friend.
Days passed by. One evening, as I came from school, I found puppy waiting for me, as usual. As we started playing with toys, and something unusual happened. He snatched the toy from my hand and refused to give it back. Tears rolled down my cheeks. My toy seemed much more important to me than my best friend. I tried to snatch it away from him, but he gave a very ferocious bark, pounced on me, scratched me all over and walked away with my toy. I was left crying and bruised.
That was the last time I played with him. I was left with a fear of dogs. I never saw his face again. Every time I saw him after that incident, there was a sense of regret in his eyes. He still waved at me when I left to school. But I never saw him the way I used to.
Life moved to a different track. We moved to a different area. Puppy was no longer in my thoughts. But my dislike for dogs continued to remain.
Eighteen years later, I was gifted a dog for my birthday. I still didn't like them. But when I saw my dog for the first time, it reminded me of the days I spent with my first best friend. His eyes were the same as that of puppy's. He would just look into my soul. I named him Casper.
It has been 2 years today since he came into our lives. He still holds the same magic that he did on the very first day. Every morning, I wake up to his face, with a very charming look in his eyes, he shakes hands with me to say 'good morning'.
Puppy was never allowed to enter into my house (anybody's house in the flat). He was a stray dog and was always treated like an untouchable. Elders in my house never encouraged me to play with him (although I did what I wanted to). Street dogs are never tolerated. They are seen as a menace. No one cares for them. But they don't care. They just give unconditional love to human beings who treat them as untouchables.
But what remains as a bitter truth is the fact that these dogs and other animals are far more superior to six sensed human beings such as us. We think that we know everything under the sun. We posses the 'Extra Sensory Perception' or the 'sixth sense' which we often boast of as the only creatures in the universe to posses. But, do animals not posses it? Or do we just blindly say that they don't because we don't understand? Wearing a dress and possessing knowledge that is useless needn't necessarily give us superiority over animals. Dogs are born to give love. The purpose of human beings too, was supposed to give and receive love. Unfortunately, we have deviated far away from the path of love. Perhaps, this world will be a better place to live if all of us wear only five sensed creatures.
P.S: Puppy might not be alive today, but my heart still feels sorry for the mistake that I did which costed me a very good friend. It took me eighteen years to realize how superior dogs heart are over human beings. Stray dogs don't need to be trained to taught how to behave. They don't deserve to be treated as untouchables. They are indeed angels coated in fur.
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