Pets and Life ๐Ÿ˜Š

We adopted an adult pet a week back. 

He needed a home and somehow, it didn’t take much deliberation. As a family we decided to go ahead.

My son and I went to pick Mitthu up. He, being the friendly fellow that he is, greeted us with warmth and some tail wags. After sitting with his family for about half an hour, we had to head home. He accompanied us happily, his family coming out in full force to see him off. Even as he sat in the car, it didn’t strike him that he was being taken away from the only family he ever knew in his little life. All the attachments he had formed, were severed in that moment when I reversed the car with Mitthu sitting happily on my son’s lap, looking out of the window with glee.

Our journey home was uneventful. Reaching home was a different matter altogether. There is already a pet there who has staked a claim over our home and hearts. How difficult it must be for him to relinquish some of that love. He lets us know this by shadowing every member, as best as his little legs permit, his eyes confused and worried… Seeking reassurance. 

Mitthu had been rechristened Motu. He has marked his territory with all the fervour of a young gun. I have raided pet shops for sprays, that promise to prevent “repeat markings”. Little realising that “marking” is the only thing he wants! So all corners of our bedroom, most curtains, office bags, wrappings from Amazon, have fallen prey to his determined spray ๐Ÿคจ.

A new bed has been brought for him, New toys too.. But its something else his eyes search for, his expectant gaze looks for someone else to walk through the door. Meanwhile, Bob, our older pet, tries hard to hang on to our affection by trying to snarl this invader away.

Through all of this, I see rays of hope. Everytime the two share a water bowl or cuddle in one bed, is a small victory for the spirits desire to seek love and make its peace with altered circumstances in life…. I am learning so much about loving, losing and loving again… I am learning about acceptance and hope, all through two of the smallest members of our family… ๐Ÿ˜Š

#pet #Bob #Motu #life

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I got the Whole World in my Hands!

The youngster below was working in a tea-stall in the hills. When we stopped for a break, he enthusiastically opened a wooden cupboard and brought these handful of pups. One couldn’t help but notice his sense of pride in this little pack ๐Ÿ™‚

When I asked him how they breathed inside the wooden cupboard, he opened it wide and showd me the crude holes he had made at the back of it! The mother of these pups was also inside, recouperating from the birthing ordeal, no doubt.

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