- Pets and Animals
Everyday when I used to walk back home in a semi-sleepy state after getting down from my office bus, a pair of shiny eyes would be waiting for me in the street corner. Wagging his tail, he will follow me till my home. I christened him Blacky and he became my sweet pet dog.
From childhood days, I loved dogs and always wanted to have a puppy at home. My desire to have a dog was turned down by my mom and she said "Its enough to have you and your brother!" in a sarcastically humorous tone!
As days passed, Blacky became not only my favorite but also to my dad, mom and brother. All of us loved him. He was a very well-mannered and lovable dog. Along with Blacky, two other dogs started coming with him.
It was never the same feel with the other dogs as it was with Blacky. He had his own charisma, style, loving eyes and friendly ever-wagging-tail.
I always made it a point to get him a pack of biscuits every night. He always made it a point to wait for me in the street corner. For the last few days, I observed lack of enthusiasm and one kind of tiredness on his face. He had lost weight, his walk was slow, looking at him made me worry, I wanted to take him to a vet the next day itself. My dad said these could be his last few days, which made me very sad and I could not sleep the whole night.
The next day, Blacky was not waiting for me in his usual place but only the two other dogs were waiting! I kept asking them "Where is Blacky?" in vain! Days went on, a month rolled on and yet, no sign of Blacky. Did he just go off to spare me the pain of seeing him without life in his shiny eyes? I did not want to lose hope or even think pessimistic.
I do not know what happened to him but I get down everyday from my office bus with a biscuit packet in hand, with the hope that my dear Blacky will come back someday or the other.