It was on January 1, 2016 evening that my girl friend “Alisha” decided we need to get a puppy. She straight away got a list of puppy brokers’ numbers from olx and asked me to check with them. Never have I seen her so enthusiastic before that. And we decided in minutes as to what puppy and from where we’ll be getting it. “Fluffy” “Pomeranian” age : 45 days was the new addition to our family.
I’ve always seen a lot of status updates , videos, pictures and sayings of “dog” being portrayed as the most loyal and truthful friend of any human being. I’ve also heard stories of dogs not eating when their owner is out of town. These were the other reasons that actually triggered me to get a puppy.
I had a very tough time initially adjusting to its lifestyle. It used to get scared of darkness and cry often for no reason. It used to wake me up at 3am. Try biting my nose with its milky teeth. Shit right where I keep my leg down from bed. Piss on my slippers.
But it was a blessing. A friend . A good listener . I used to talk a lot to Mr.Fluffy 🙂 It listens so carefully as though it’s gonna provide me solutions. But it gave me peace of mind. Inner peace. It used to lick me once I finished my speech as though it’s acknowledged my speech.
Now it’s 5 months old, bold, understanding, with the same love and affection it had on me the moment it started to know me . It understands me, Alisha and “us” very well. It just waits at 7pm in the evening near the door waiting for my arrival. It hugs me. Licks me. Cuddles me. Such a blessed feeling.
Unconditional love is very rare in this unreal world . People do things expecting returns. But for the first time, I see a puppy teaching me a lot of lessons about life without even uttering a single word.
“It’s not a dog. It’s God for me” ❤️