So i reach the place i see these pups all 'INDIAN BREEDS' (this is important you shall see) chewing onto blankets all cuddled up in their cots. So I pat a few ,fed a few and the love in my heart quadrippled . Since all the ups were stray I wasn't really sure in my mind and came back home empty handed (see) . It wasn't late until late at night when I was warming myself up for bed that i realised that wasn't love loyality and compassion the reason I wanted the little one. To see it chew on my chappals , to cuddle with him, see it lap up milk with its pink little tongue.
So wouldn't a stray suffice all of this. Provide me with love and deserving enough to receive mine. Surely it too will bark me welcome into the home. I am not a full convert i conclude. I just conqured over my fear of dogs. I still don't qualify to be called a dog lover because i realised i am unable to comprehend the warmth they provide stray or well-bred. But realisation is my prize. It definitely set me towards the path , the path of altering our attitudes.
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