On a burning afternoon, when I got home usually late for a Saturday, due to extras in the department, I saw something in a lightening speed sheltering under the car. After parking my two wheeler hurriedly, I went on inspecting to finally find a puppy bouncing towards me as if it has found its long lost friend. Wagging its tail, and whimpering, it clanged on my right foot. Alarmingly, I made an attempt to make myself free from its grip and grabbed a stick to shoo it away.
Generally speaking, I am an animal lover, especially dogs, as I believe that it’s only them who loves you unconditionally, no matter you hurt them emotionally. I thought, what if I adopt and make it my own pet , No, who will look after it when we leave home for few days? It’s not practical to carry a pet along wherever you go, in Indian suburbs. Perplexed, I again tried to shoo it away, cursing that human soul who probably would have abandoned it. It looked grayish white, with dots of mud maroon all over, and shaped so thin like a pencil. I named it as Pencil.
My attempts to shoo it off failed miserably! Every growing minute, it turned to be my friend. I went inside and it followed me until I asked it to wait for me on the doormat. Taking some snacks, I came out to see Pencil devouring it within seconds. Sensing it to be hungry, I served her a veggie meal, she wiped it off again. Satisfyingly, she went to curl herself in a sack bed stuffed with clothes,which I prepared for her . She slept until my spouse came to have his lunch. She welcomed him so lovingly and friendly that he too fell in love with her. Pencil had perhaps the best two days of her life, with us!
She needs to have a permanent shelter, if not with me, someone else, I decided. I dialed the number of the assistant boy of my spouse’s shop who’s my helping hand at critical times. When I inquired about the possibilities, he said he knows a fellow who is running a shelter house for abandoned stray dogs and cats. On his approval, he would take her away and leave her with him, he promised.
A day after, as he promised, he came to take her. This time, I was in a dilemma. I felt an ache deep in my heart to part with my new friend, but have to keep my word. I am not abandoning her, I consoled myself. As if she foresaw my plan, Pencil looked at me helplessly. I patted her and assured her she would be fine and good.
Two days later, I asked our assistant to check on her, he called me from there, asserting that pencil is having a good time with her mates there. How would I let her know how badly I miss her!