Those of you who know us well are aware that we have been planning our BIG move to Delhi for a while now.
Everything that entails a move has been going on here - irregular timings, disappearance of stuff, intrusion by strange people – some weird and others nice smelling, noise , dust and every other activity that we do not quite approve of.
But certain things are to be endured for a better and happier life ahead.
So here we were, trying to adjust uncomplainingly and making the best of our last days in Hyderabad when suddenly…..
Uh!...Oh! That was a nightmare!
Horribly, terribly shocking but yes, just a nightmare.
At first I put it down to stress. Those stuff disappearing regularly from our house must have taken its toll.
But then, Buddy reminded me.
There were these people who came asking peculiar questions. Though I didn’t quite pay much attention to them then, it must all have been weighing heavily on my subconscious mind.
Yes, that must be it.
That is what was causing these awful nightmares.
‘So you are moving to Delhi. Are you taking your dogs along?’ – this from a vet we know.
What exactly did she mean?
Then there was this – ‘You are taking your dogs along? All three of them? It will be very difficult!’
Thank you very much, but we will manage. Really now!
Yet another one – ‘I thought you will take along just Ginger and Buddy. After all, Shadow is just a stray, street dog.’
How dare he! Utterly unforgivable!
Shadow neither lives on the street nor strays anymore. Our little boy is the love of our lives.
Are all humans generally this moronic or is it just this bunch we happen to know?
I mean, we do not go around asking, ‘So you are moving. Do you plan to take your human pup along?’
I remembered something we had read just a few days back in ‘The Bad Dog’s Diary’ by Martin Howard.
‘Some 10000 years ago humans sat on a tree scratching their armpits and eating bananas.
Not that human evolution has changed much.
Substitute the tree for a sofa and the banana for a pizza, your basic monkey remains completely unchanged.’
How right Blake is!
Evolution may have refined the external appearance of the monkey but all the Diors, Pradas and Louis Vuittons cannot make up for the pre-historic mental faculties.
You’d have thought, with their allegedly superior conversational skills, they’d at least manage to form acceptable questions like, ‘How are you planning to take Gin, Bud n Shadow?’
I mean, if at all they HAVE to ask!
Cannot they understand one simple fact?
Cannot they understand that we dogs love our humans for life without question and certainly deserve the same?
Guess some of them out there cannot.
To them we say-
‘ If you cannot understand the basic meaning of love, family, loyalty, trust and belonging, you don not deserve a dog – even for a day.
You worry no end when your human pup grows up and leaves home to face the world. How can you, after showing us what a hug, a home and a warm bed means, bear to abandon us to face an unknown world?
And knowing full well that we will still love and miss you?’
But then I guess some humans truly are mentally deficient and incapable of understanding any of this.
We certainly pity those poor, inhuman souls and pray they will someday see the light.
But till that happens, we would certainly appreciate if they just keep their noses (which, for most parts, are utterly useless anyway) to themselves and not poke them into other people’s affairs.
Totally disgruntled and outraged,