Companion Forever

After reading the story of a baby parrot from a stranger to a family member. I had an urge to share my joyful ride with my pet dog. I am sure every dog lover would relate to my feelings.

A decade back while I returned home, found a puppy at our door. It was cold and seems it was trying some comfort there. As mom opened the door for me, he entered our home. He behaved as if it was its very own room. Every time my mom would shoe him out and he kept coming back. His consistency made us open the doors for him. With no time he inspected the whole house, sniffed every corner, and choose one place. He is full of life, naughtiness, love, and warmth. It took no time for blacky to be the top favorite of all. He would sit with us, watch Tv, danced with me. Evening we played ball. Blacky was my new companion. He would stay awake with me till I study. Would cuddle up in my bed and sleep. My morning alarm was his nose sniffing and licking my face. Things went smoothly, until a day we lost him somewhere. After finding them everywhere, we gave hope of seeing him again. Full of tears I missed his whole night. The next morning was dull without him. A silence overtook all of us. Suddenly I heard a feeble sobbing dog sound. I rushed to find him. I screamed his name, waiting to hear his bark. And it was destiny that made him come back. He got up locked in near my unconstructed house. We got him open up. For the next few hours, he glued himself in my lap. As he was growing, his love was also growing. He was the favorite of our society. Kids would play with him. He would let them cuddle his ears calmly. We never chained or strapped him. He loathed being tied and would cry on doing so. When he would fall ill, I would lie next to him, singing songs and cuddling him. And giving medicines and a reward too. He was my first love of life. When I would be sad, he would force me to play. If I would cry, he would lick me, and sometimes bring water in his eyes too. Don't know how would he do that. But he imitated me, throughout. 10 years passed and he got paralyzed. I decided to give my maximum time to him. I would carry him in my lap to the garden. Would feed him with my hand. And finally one-day early morning he sobbed, I walked to him and took him in my lap. With difficulty, he took out his tongue to lick me for the last time. Life goes on. Each one today had to depart someday. But what stays forever are the memories. I never dared to keep a dog again in life. Want to keep Blacky's Love and touch unique and alive forever. Pets are the real friends, unconditional love they give with no hidden intentions. It has been years since he left. But I still celebrate the day we found him.