That is my dog's name.
He is an adult rescued German Shepherd dog. He was once someone's fluffy bundle of joy, I guess. Till he wasn't. He was abandoned and found wandering the dirty bylanes of the slums with a ear that was half eaten by maggots, several wounds and raging tick fever. He was taken to a shelter and thereafter rescued from there by a kind woman who added him to her menagerie at the pet boarding house she runs. He was treated, cared for and loved. However she strongly felt he was the type of dog who would bond far better with a human of his own as opposed to the other more rambunctious dogs who were happy in each other's company. She tried very hard to get him adopted but because of the missing ear there were no takers.
So hubby and I brought him home to be the third member of our family.
From the day he has come he has surprised us with his gentlemanly nature and good manners. He is leash trained. Toilet trained. In the month and some days that he has been with us he has only peed twice in the house. He is a fast learner as long as there are treats in sight or smell. He has learnt how to come when called, to sit and say hello. He is trying to learn how to stay and lie down. Little children come to our house to play with him!!
After we got him, in a week I realised something. He already loved us. A week ago we were complete strangers to him. For a week we had fed him, loved him, played with him, given him his own house and a warm bed. That was all it had taken for him to become our shadow.It was so easy for him to love us and show it in his sometimes obvious, sometimes hidden manner.
Then there are people. No matter how much we love them or for how long they don't get it. They don't understand the value of love.
And then I get asked why I prefer to be the one talking to the dog at a party instead of mixing in.
He is an adult rescued German Shepherd dog. He was once someone's fluffy bundle of joy, I guess. Till he wasn't. He was abandoned and found wandering the dirty bylanes of the slums with a ear that was half eaten by maggots, several wounds and raging tick fever. He was taken to a shelter and thereafter rescued from there by a kind woman who added him to her menagerie at the pet boarding house she runs. He was treated, cared for and loved. However she strongly felt he was the type of dog who would bond far better with a human of his own as opposed to the other more rambunctious dogs who were happy in each other's company. She tried very hard to get him adopted but because of the missing ear there were no takers.
So hubby and I brought him home to be the third member of our family.
From the day he has come he has surprised us with his gentlemanly nature and good manners. He is leash trained. Toilet trained. In the month and some days that he has been with us he has only peed twice in the house. He is a fast learner as long as there are treats in sight or smell. He has learnt how to come when called, to sit and say hello. He is trying to learn how to stay and lie down. Little children come to our house to play with him!!
After we got him, in a week I realised something. He already loved us. A week ago we were complete strangers to him. For a week we had fed him, loved him, played with him, given him his own house and a warm bed. That was all it had taken for him to become our shadow.It was so easy for him to love us and show it in his sometimes obvious, sometimes hidden manner.Then there are people. No matter how much we love them or for how long they don't get it. They don't understand the value of love.
And then I get asked why I prefer to be the one talking to the dog at a party instead of mixing in.
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