There you have it!
Half of January gone already! It has been good - the new year- this far. Some party times with friends both old and new, great food and music, theatre, a few movies, some reading, no shopping yet if you believe it!
A few days, especially in the last week, were bitterly chilly. Every night as we slept curled up warmly under soft blankets; we would listen to the sounds of winter outside – the biting wind and the howling of dogs out there on the street – and be grateful and guilty at the same time.
There are puppies everywhere. Small bundles of fur in black, white, brown and various shades of all three running around in the cold. It just breaks our hearts. There isn’t much we can do except feed them wherever and whenever we come across them.
On our part, we make sure at least the three dogs in our complex are well fed, wear warm winter coats and stay relatively comfortable.
Sheru, at almost 13 years, is easily the oldest resident of our colony. (You can read more about him HERE )
The two girls are much younger, about 3 ½ years of age. Someone left them here. Many a times, the municipal board people pick up dogs from colonies to spay and neuter them. They are supposed to leave them in the area they were picked up from- a part of the animal birth control programme- but in many cases, local residents bribe the workers to take the dogs away and not bring them back. Nuisance they say!! So they end up far from their original area of residence.
These two girls outside our main gate must have been dropped off, straight from being spayed, in such a manner for they appeared quite suddenly one fine morning.
But aren’t we grateful they are here! The people around are kind here, Sheru gets along just fine with them so he lets them both share his space and of course we always look out for them. They know, for every time our car goes out or comes in the gate, they come running with a smile and a wag that warms our hearts.
Mummy has been dropping off hints! This picture here for instance!
Only we aren’t going to help her THIS one time. We never chew up paper. For that matter, anything with the printed word on it. Not since Ginger chewed up the spine of Mummy’s super expensive surgery book. But that was 7 years ago and she looked so adorable holding half the spine in her mouth she was forgiven instantly.
But that was then and this is now. Things are different when you are responsible grown up dogs. We aren’t taking any chances.
How have things been at your end? Hope you too are having a great start to the new year.
Ginger, Buddy and Shadow