25 July, 2015: I learnt one of the hardest lessons in my life. That life is fragile and permanence is an illusion.
He was my dog, our dog Swapnali & mine even though the none of the papers said I was one of the owners. I guess you can't put an official ownership on love and taking ownership of the well being of a living being is one that sometimes just happens to you. Your heart takes the call even as your brain protests on your incapability of being responsible for another living being.
So Whisky and me exchanged hearts and then he didn't live happily ever after. He was just happy while he lived. Never saw him angry or aggressive. Though to be fair he did love aggressively. His breed Labradors are known for their friendliness and his ability to love was astounding. He gave his love freely and I basked in it for almost two years till he decided we were clearly getting too spoiled and needed to grow up a little bit. And so he left us.
He was our bad boy.. our very best. Chasing after human and canine girls with equal enthusiasm; chewing our favorite pairs of shoes, destroying plastic bottles & cardboard boxes, running away during walk time .. basically doing all the fun stuff like there may not be a tomorrow. So that when there was no tomorrow, we knew he had lived life king size. Even as I write this post I feel his voice in my head ( Yes, our dogs speak to us); telling me to chill & not get so sentimental. That I should just go out and have fun and do what I gotta do.
"Come on Masi, you can't me sulking over me so much, in fact you should throw a crazy party in my memory. I loved parties, so many people to rub my belly and opportunities to steal food"
Life will never be the same again and a journey with pain lies ahead. But hopefully some of Whisky's strength and resilience has seeped into me and I will be able to be the better human being Whisky always believed me to be.
He was my dog, our dog Swapnali & mine even though the none of the papers said I was one of the owners. I guess you can't put an official ownership on love and taking ownership of the well being of a living being is one that sometimes just happens to you. Your heart takes the call even as your brain protests on your incapability of being responsible for another living being.
So Whisky and me exchanged hearts and then he didn't live happily ever after. He was just happy while he lived. Never saw him angry or aggressive. Though to be fair he did love aggressively. His breed Labradors are known for their friendliness and his ability to love was astounding. He gave his love freely and I basked in it for almost two years till he decided we were clearly getting too spoiled and needed to grow up a little bit. And so he left us.
He was our bad boy.. our very best. Chasing after human and canine girls with equal enthusiasm; chewing our favorite pairs of shoes, destroying plastic bottles & cardboard boxes, running away during walk time .. basically doing all the fun stuff like there may not be a tomorrow. So that when there was no tomorrow, we knew he had lived life king size. Even as I write this post I feel his voice in my head ( Yes, our dogs speak to us); telling me to chill & not get so sentimental. That I should just go out and have fun and do what I gotta do.
"Come on Masi, you can't me sulking over me so much, in fact you should throw a crazy party in my memory. I loved parties, so many people to rub my belly and opportunities to steal food"
Life will never be the same again and a journey with pain lies ahead. But hopefully some of Whisky's strength and resilience has seeped into me and I will be able to be the better human being Whisky always believed me to be.
Dogs come into our lives to teach us about love, they depart to teach us about loss.
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