My Chestnut and Black are gone….

We mutually agreed to set Chestnut and Black free. They have gone back to the place from where we brought them. This decision was taken to make their life beautiful by giving them the opportunity to live out-of-chains. At home, we had been keeping them house arrested, taking them only for occasional morning and evening walks, merely to let them answer their nature’s call. For the rest of the day, they would only sit staring at the bathroom walls, vacated for them.

Now they can roam anywhere they want to and anytime they want to. There wouldn’t be any restrictions for them. In fact, we have seen them running about happily in the entire parking area the way they used to during their childhood before we brought them home. We got them home with good intentions and to give them a good life; we de-wormed and vaccinated them; and gave plenty of healthy food, love and care. We strengthened their system and now they can fight their own battles.

But I will miss them forever. I will miss the way they used to behave when they saw me. They stayed with us from 24th January, 2010 to 31st July, 2010 – six months and 7 days. They will always have a special place in my heart. I have loved them a lot and am sure they too will never forget me and might come running behind me if they happen to see me passing by. Lovingly l called them ‘Koos’ and they will forever be my Koos. There will be no other Koos for me. Just the two of them……….

need to straighten things

Nothing particular is on my mind today to write about. But since I feel like writing (I have little time to spare), I feel I should write. Don’t know when again I will get this kind of golden opportunity.

Well, what do I write about? My husband? Hmm, he’s fine now and has been going to work. We have not been spending too much time together nowadays because of work pressure. We need more time with each other.

My daughters, though on summer holidays, are not enjoying themselves. They are just whiling away their time doing nothing and going nowhere. Since we cannot take them out on a regular basis and since they are too young to be visiting friends on their own, I think their holidays are getting wasted. I remember how we used to enjoy our summer holidays when young…playing indoor games, reading Phantom comics, playing hide-n-seek in the evenings…well, how times have changed. I need to entertain my daughters in a better way and make sure they enjoy their holidays. I need to spend quality time with them.

My doggies too are doing fine. Barking at everyone ringing the doorbell and pouncing on strangers on the road…I feel they too need more attention from me.

As far as I am concerned, I too am living my life reading books and listening to music (would have gone demented by now had I not the habit of reading and listening to music). There’s monotony everywhere…I need to straighten things cleverly!!!

Chestnut & Black

Chestnut and Black are the names of my puppies. As the name suggests, one is chestnut and the other is black in color. They used to be stray earlier but not anymore. We adopted them and brought them home on Sunday, 24th January, 2010. Now, with continuous de-worming and injections, they have grown up to be two handsome and adorable puppies. They will soon become dogs now…

But I had a traumatic night on 1st May, 2010, when they both ‘went missing’. I couldn’t stop crying for them and my husband Jason had a terrible time with me and my kids as we kept crying the whole night. But miraculously, and with the grace of Jesus Christ and the blessing of the Holy Spirit, Chestnut found his way and was back in the morning around 8:30 am. It must have been the happiest moment of my life. But Black couldn’t find his way out…

We went searching for him. After two nights, we managed to find Black as well on Monday, 3rd May, 2010, evening. He looked dirty and hungry. I wept in joy and was again the happiest person on earth.

Now both are back to the place they belong to…OUR HOME.

I am so lucky to get them back. This experience has taught me one thing: they mean a lot to me and also to everyone else at home. But looking at the way I had been shedding tears; my husband said that I love them more than anyone else. How do I explain this situation to him? I love everyone in a different way. I have my own way of loving my husband, I have my own way of loving my daughters and I have my own way of loving my puppies. Its unexplainable and immeasurable….Golu, please understand this!!!