Diary Entry of a Labrador Pup

Here she is – adorable but lazy at times, my hooman (human).  Lately my hooman has been kind of low in energy. Sometimes I feel she is sad. Or maybe she’s what they call “bored”.

Ya, “bored”! A word I picked up from hooman vocab. When I was with my mum & bros & sis, I didn’t know the word, or what it feels like to be bored. Though one of my fat brothers did prefer sleeping , and used to get annoyed if asked to play or share his stick, everyone else was playful in my family and never compained of being bored.

We would randomly run around in circles, pulling our mum’s tail and ears, and scratching her face. A rather lil in size sis of mine was so naughty, that she literally galloped like a deer, & didn’t know how to walk like a lab girl.

To 7 of us boisterous siblings, it didn’t matter if it was a stick to chase, or a shoe ( my personal favorite), we created play out of just everything life threw at us ( A labrador’s trait) . It annoyed my mum occasionally, and dad all the time.

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Well,  my hooman was pretty lively too for the first 6 months. She would take me on awesome walks, jog with me, & play fetch (like 3 times a day).

But recently she’s been a lil low. Sometimes I see her all down and quiet, so I bark my lungs out to snap her out of it.

At times, it gets really annoying, especially  when she digs her eyes into that black toy with bright light. I literally scream at the top of my girly high pitched bark to get her to leave it.

What does she try to find in it anyway ? I just don’t like the vibes that come out of it. Anyway the stuff looks pretty toxic to me & I keep a safe distance from it.  Yet on good days, strange noise comes out of it and she dances like a happy gal! 🙂

Oh how I love her when she asks me to dance with her. Her all time favorite track is a delight to my ears, “Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase”. It’s pretty adorable when she changes it to , “Hakuna Matata what a wonderful daze”. Well that’s me, a short name for “Daisy”!

Also, I absolutely love it when she looks deep into my eyes, and tells me that I am so so so pretty. And that she loves me. And that she’ll do whatever it takes to always protect me.

Well at that moment, she seems cuddly labradorable (labra-adorable) & kissable to me. So, next day, I wake her up by planting random kisses on her face, & pulling her hair with love. It’s a pretty cool partnership going on here , with my messed up, but in a tolerable way, hooman. 😀

Life with Puppies and More!

Finally, she is home. My first puppy! It took 29 years of wishing at Birthdays & shooting stars to finally bring home a pup of my own.

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 I wished for a pup ever since I’ve existed. Mind you, it all started with an over-barking pom doggy! I can’t believe that I remember the pup & the parrot as a pictographic memory till today.

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That happened in New Delhi, India in 1988. In 1991, my family shifted to one of the most peaceful towns in India,  Nangal. Located in the foot-hills of Shivalik Hills, a chain of the Himalayan range, & lined by the beautiful Satluj river from two sides, the picturesque city is popular for one of the highest gravity dams in Asia, The Bhakra Nangal Dam & is a renowned national wetland
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The river-side city, with its idyllic setting, and township’s character, is a world in itself – just like the “Hogwarts world” of the Harry Potter series! Explains our “Harry Potter” mania in 10th grade – I literally finished off the book during my final dreaded mathematics exam. ( No, not all Indian kids master mathematics – some like me, prefer to lead life in appreciation of beauty of nature & novels).

Our small colony, called as ‘the doctor’s colony”, had a lot of kids to hang out with, along with a lot more puppies. The house where we shifted was vacant for a long time. Any guesses how many lil paws greeted me on the first day in the town? A litter of 10 wonderful puppies!  😀

A dream come true home for me indeed –  in the dream come true town of Nangal. Over the years, me & my friends reared up a lot of street pups, got a few vaccinated, fed them, played with them. I even kidnapped them & moved them to my home, in case the female doggy gave birth in some other house. 😍

The poor female dog lived in eternal confusion on where her pups are whenever she used to go on a hunt. It is amazing that I got along more with pups, than I ever got with prople. That doesn’t make me anti-social – I did get along with kids my age. 😉

Last month, after much consideration, and persuation, I finally brought home a beautiful female Labrador pup. We call her “Daisy”, though she doesn’t behave like a fragile flower as of now.

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She is a “wooly mammoth” who eats, chews, & later on poops everything that comes in front of her – stones, cow dung, clothes, newspaper, leave, sticks, pendrive, leaves – did I mention leaves already? – and so on.

For now, the only time she looks like a “Daisy” is when she sleeps!!! 😊😀😄  Let’s hope for teething- free times ahead,  when your pup will not try to bite you off. 😃