And then came the fur ball.. or dr.pluto as i call him

A dog..... what would be the first thing that would come to a mind? for some it could be just an animal hyped about.. yet for others its the essence of being alive....... coming back from a long day at work, just snuggy enough in my polka dotted covers.. swolllen i think red ( still havent checked them in the mirror) eyes... mind, heart and soul filled with a desire to pen or attempt to pen a feeling.. more like a decade of wonderful life.. my babies-- pluto and crystal... for me they are much more than just pets, just dogs or even just comfort... They complete me.. they protect, love, and make me thankful every day for the best blessing of a lifetime.. 

I still remember pluto's Dhamaakedaar entrance into our lives.. Back in 1998, there was a big burglary at our place .. a major setback to a feeling taken for granted...the idea of 'being secure'... It was a matter of days when I recived the most pleasant surprise one evening after a hectic day at school....Rushing to welcome Dad.. and curious to see if he had brought guard dog home.. i rushed in my jammies.. slippers less, shoes less (a habit now) and clueless of what  this evening would gift...........Papa was taking out this thick ration box (cardbox) out of the back seat...The impatience and the curiosity could not be controlled so i rushed to see the first glimpse of someone who is my darling... Lo behold.. two frisky black heads pop out and examine whether im a friend or a foe.. scared to the whiteness within and the darkness around and gulping down the soon be unfamilair surroundings,,they wait for a reaction or a sign.. I just couldnt keep my happiness......... two lil puppies a male and a female.. i was just taken aback and overwhelmed with joy.. seeing the big smile and the gleeful face , papa immediately mentioned.. 'we r keeping one - the male ...and that was the welcome note.. the female also stayed at the family house in the joint family setup.. 

 So then came mission naming.. i liked whiskers,.. the black furry thing had the most gorgoeusly tiny moustaches;p... 'whiskers' was my instant reaction...... but no mum wasnt happy taking the glory and power of naming,..with a sulk on my face and a disgustful lowered reply ' i never get to do anything'.. i waited for the verdict... But wow !!! what a name... Mum says he is 'pluto' Welcome home.. i loved it.. Mum mentioned that she wanted to name him Pluto because he was my favourite character ... Pluto it was.. Night 1 - Considering the fact that puppy ji is new and will take time to adjust.. we decided to keep him in the verandaah (closed lobby area)..

 but in the middle of night,..,he whines his heart out..dad puts him out in the middle of the night and bas that was the cure.. he was so happy and quiet the entire night.. seems he knew his job, his role and he was bang on it... Well night 1 went well post that but who could have predicted what Night 2 had in store...or wait it was day 1;p.. so now this is heard and visualised phenomena so hopefully i can justify writing about it.. Well me and sis are at school.. it should be around 8:30ish- 9 am ..Mum ;s getting the usual cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning ( she can surely win a lifetime achievement award in it now;p).. dad's attempting again to rectify a tile, plug or a sink.. something that may have been functioning well ebfore it was tampered with;p.. anyways suddenly they hear a series of crying........ it probably sounded something like 'eeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaa' eeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaa' and more of that.. They look inside outside, back lawns, front lawns,but no sign of who was it.. suddenly they see... mr.pluto hanging by the 1st floor railing, holding the railing with his paws and screaming his lungs.. no it did not seem like a scene from sholay (dharmendra trying trying trying the sueeeciiidee;p) or rose being saved in the titanice.. no way it was way more dramatic thn that;p.. somehow papa manages to get him out of there.. and pluto's instanct reaction is a loud sigh!,,, phew! saved by the drama;p.. now, thas what i call my prodigy;p

... days, months , years flown, 1000s of empty shoe boxes torn to pieces... scratchy welcomes, loud barkd.. and a signature call from me'' aka 'baaaaoooooooooooooeee';p.. yes that my pluto.. a teddybear, me lil tiger.. my bear.. my baby... who hates water on his face.. loves a long back massage.. a lathery bath and not to forget the trims he gets.... enjoys the regular commentary given by lil crystal who though short barks way louder than any dog you would know.. and is mind you a jealous freak... he's my friend.. my child and a darling... Pluto..its  like a small hug from you.. the gymanistic overturns you do when you want to lie in my lap and the jumps for kurkure, popcorn and all the meats... the days when yhou just know how to lighten up a bad day.. You have survived the toughest days,, being brutally bitten.. giving me the most scary time... being possible drugged by servants who were upto no good. being not fed.. im sorry i could enevr be there then.. im sorry when you tried to tell me all that and i just coyuldnt undertstand.. but now im here.. though for minutes or hours.. but i love you loads... and i know you know it.. touchwood you are getting better , healthier and stronger.............. Nothing makes me more happy than seeing you, kissing and hugging you just before i head off to work and coming back to your snuugles and hugs... and the royal pose that you take to guard every night. Pluto- your my baby:).. And i do love you more than crystal;p