A dog's world - Chapter 2 - The Morning Walk

Lilo

I was already up, but I was waiting for Brownie. I don’t feel like getting up till Brownie comes and wakes me up. I didn’t have to wait long. There he was, dependable as always.

This is the best part of my day. I didn’t even mind the bad doggie breath, though it wouldn’t kill me to brush his teeth more often. I got up, ruffling Brownie’s coat.”Good doggie,” I said. It always amazed me that two little words could make my Brownie so happy. Brownie went into a little spin around me and wagged his tail real hard. I have always thought that some day, when Brownie gets over excited, his tail will go out of control and propel him out of this planet.

Before I could brush my teeth, Brownie was back with his leash in his mouth. Finally! After months of training, he realized that I‘m not taking him anywhere without a leash. He’s unpredictable as hell and sometimes people misunderstand his friendly nature. Maybe that’s because he’s considerably large. And that his teeth are white and pointy and that he has very loud bark. Anyway, it’s a good thing that he looks ferocious. That offers me some protection in my neighborhood. Kids maintain their distance, which is so great. Salesmen think twice before knocking on my door. If only they knew, that the worst Brownie could do was probably slobber all over them.

We set off. It was a great day; the fresh air was working better than caffeine had ever. This was just perfect. I suddenly felt a slight tug on the leash. I looked around and saw nothing. I wondered what was what was wrong with Brownie. There was nothing unusual around. Then Brownie started running and I saw what had excited him. A poor little kitty. “Noooo Brownie… Leave the kitty alone!!!” I debated for a second whether to try and save the cat or save my arm from being ripped out of my shoulder socket. Turns out, I didn’t have to; within a few seconds I was flat on the sidewalk with some part of the leash still in my hand. Lucky me, it had rained and I had somehow managed to fall into the puddle on the sidewalk.

That dog is going to get it from me. How many leashes should I buy! (I never thought of buying a metal one. I somehow think it will be too painful for Brownie.) Is it too much to ask to wake up, take your dog for a walk and not smell the sidewalk??

I groaned and tried to get up. I could see Brownie hurling at me. Fortunately, I couldn’t see the cat or any signs of a fight. Phew! Taking Brownie to the vet was another ordeal and I was glad that at least I was spared from having to do that.

“Brownie! Not again!” I held the two ends of the leash and lamely tried to tie them up. I looked at Brownie as I tried to tie up the leash. God, he really looked guilty. Could it be? Was my dog feeling bad about the way he behaved? Hope engulfed me as I pulled Brownie closer to examine him. “Are you hurt?” I asked Brownie. Suddenly the guilt changed to happiness and he started jumping around me and licking my face. I realized what a gullible owner I was, taken in by the sad adorable little face. I tried to show I was angry, but who can stay mad at someone whose whole world revolves around you. I chuckled, patted the mud and slush off me and started walking back.

The day had started off as usual.

A dog's world - Chapter 1 - The Story Begins

The day breaks and the sun's first rays hit my face and I’m all thrilled! It’s a brand new day! And I have this incredible urge to go outside. I run as fast as I can and jump up on the bed, even though I’m forbidden to jump on beds, to wake up Lilo. Bad breath doesn't bother me; I lick her face trying to wake her up...

Yep, you guessed it, I'm a dog... Not just any dog, I’m a mongrel. Lilo picked me up from the street in front of her house when I was just a puppy... frankly speaking, I don't remember much about those days. Ever since Lilo found me, things have been good.

Lilo turned her face away, but I wasn’t known as the drool king in the neighborhood for no reason, I kept at it until Lilo put her hands up in surrender. Victory was mine once again.

I ran to get my leash, not that I needed it, but Lilo refused to take me out without it. Come on lady! I’m 3 years old; I don’t need a leash to cramp my style.

Lilo put the leash around my neck and off we went. Calm, composed, well behaved... I really did not need a leash...

The day was beautiful, birds were singing, flowers were blossoming, cats were lazing, butterflies were... wait a minute... did I just see a cat? In my neighborhood?? The cat had some nerve! Showing up in my backyard. I tugged at my leash and I could hear Lilo with the familiar “No Brownie!! Stop!! Leave the kitty alone.”

Let me interrupt here and tell you that I’m an all white mongrel except for a brown patch on my left eye. The ladies seem to think it makes me look like a pirate. Pirates mysterious, dangerous, exciting... Yeah, I could live with that.

So, getting back to my story. There I was, faced suddenly with my mortal enemy, the only thing that came to my head was chasing it. I took off. I could feel Lilo resisting by pulling on the leash but I think she finally realized what a noble cause she was hampering because suddenly the leash went loose. Great, I thought, Lilo was running behind me. Together! We could bring down the enemy. The cat on seeing me, rightfully tried to escape. And went straight up a tree. Why god why! Why would god offer such animals protection?

But I wasn’t going to give in. I was prepared to sit under the tree for as long as it took for the cat to come down. Besides I had Lilo who supported me. I turned around, wagging my tail, anticipating the look of pride on Lilo’s face.

Wait, where was Lilo? I turned left, I turned right. Somewhere far away, I could see someone getting up from the sidewalk. That wasn’t Lilo right? She was right behind me, chasing the evil “kitty”. I looked down, and saw the severed end of my leash. Uh oh... This wasn’t going to be a pleasant sight. This was the fourth one this month. I had to decide, everlasting glory by capturing the enemy or my next meal. The choice was obvious.

I ditched all plans of capturing the cat and bounded towards Lilo, with my tail between my legs, making the saddest face possible. I know Lilo can’t resist that look on my face, but oh boy, she looked mad.

“Brownie! Not again!”Lilo exclaimed. “Are you hurt?” She pulled me close and started examining me. This was my cue. I wagged my tail and jumped around her and Lilo was happy in a jiffy. Humans are so simple. All they need is a little love to make them happy. Most of the times they run around insignificant stuff to try and simplify their lives, but if you ask me, it mostly ends up complicating it a lot.

If it were up to me, I would make it mandatory for humans to have a dog.

The cat forgotten, we headed back. Lilo’s hair didn’t look too good, probably had something to do with her fall.

The day had started off as usual