My place to be...

I looked at my house,
I looked behind the brass windows and polished doors,
And all I saw was a vacuum of destitution.
And I thought to myself,
Is this my reality?
Is this the place I was meant to be?
Surrounded with these meaningless beautiful things,
Whose cold breath I shiver in.
A thousand breaths later,
In trooped my dog;
My two-year-old angel.
His barks clawed through the metal around me,
And the amore in his eyes,
It warmed the room with a radiance of its own.
And basking in that resplendence,
I found my haunt, my reality,
For his trust and faith in me,
Was what really made this life,
My place to be.



SWEETy our little angel!!!

Some days are cherished and for us it is 15th September - a day we fondly remember, when we were blessed with an angel - our endearing Sweety - a Pomeranian.

Sweety came into our lives as a surprise and even more surprisingly within no time she became the queen of our hearts...undisputed ruler indeed. She is this bundle of energy, who wags in elation and jumps to sit on our laps as if it is her permanent place...or throne (she’s a queen after all). She needs to know everything about household activities...what, when, where...she knows it all. She is a powerhouse...always charged up and ready to roll.

Sweety is happiness for us and completes our family. We live, love, care and share for our Sweety.



Sooner the better...living life to the fullest

Life goes on...no matter what. We had a loving pooch called Lucy - Spitz, she was our angel, when she died...(God bless her), she was 13-and-half-years old and we all were so heartbroken that we decided not to have pet again. And as they say time heals the deepest wounds...so after two sad and gloomy years...my parents brought home happiness...again! Tulip - a Dachshund, with whom we fell in love at first sight, brings back the lost sunshine into our lives. And as they say rest is the history!! Tulip has been the greatest joy of our lives. She is more pampered and spoiled than any human child...a brat indeed. She is the apple of our eyes and our lives revolve completely around her. Her never-ending tale of jest would need a special D&P issue dedicated to her...so let’s stop for a while.

To conclude I would like to give a message to all pooch lovers with whom destiny has played the cruel game.

"It is not the end of the world if you lose your pampered pooch. Within no time one can start loving again. The memories of our lost pets are to be cherished forever and will remain in our hearts. Go ahead and get yourself a new baby on whom you can lavish all your love and care and in no time all your pains would be healed."