The Home Is Silent

They look at me. No anger, but I see the pain. I know they are trying to swallow it down, trying to accept the reality. Yesterday, the last of the pups also found a new home and now only Papa-dog and Mama-dog are realizing that their children have been disappearing one by one.

But the good news is that all four of them got nice homes, people who care for them. And the best part is, they won't be put in kennels. All four of them will have the freedom to roam around inside their houses just like ours. That's one thing we were concerned about; their freedom. It's amazing how different one's character can become if their freedom is snatched from them. I mean, when my parents went to bring home Papa-dog from my aunt, there was also his brother. All these years, my aunt raised him inside the kennel, and we brought up Papa-dog giving all the freedom he needs. Now if you see both the brothers, you would be amazed. His brother has become this tempestuous one where as Papa-dog has turned out to be friendly and loving.

Papa-dog now misses his children. He didn't eat his meal yesterday. He was the one who played with the pups all the time. The pups loved him the most. They would try to catch and pull his tail, chew his ears, try to lie on top of him. Mama-dog is also sad. In the middle of the night when I went to drink water, I saw her lying motionless. I sat beside her. She was not sleeping, but looking somewhere thinking about something, may be about her children. I caressed her, but that didn't seem to ease her pain.


Now it's time for everyone to settle down. Time to get the home back to its orderliness. It's the end of a chapter and the beginning of a new one, with lots of good memories to treasure.

The home is silent.

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I am feeling down to know that these days whisked by so fast and the time has come to give them away. I can't believe that those tiny wriggling things who could barely open their eyes have now become healthy pups, so active and naughty that the whole house has become a playground for them. They are one bunch of impish gang, trying to gnaw whatever that comes in their way, fighting and playing, making a racket whenever they feel hungry, then curling up together to sleep with their stomachs all bloated like a pregnant woman, and upon waking doing their business of making pools here and there and again back to the gnawing and fighting. The cycle continues.. I have watched them grow from the size of half of my palm to... well, they have all now become chubby because of their never-unattended hunger demands.

Two of them (one male, the other female) are exact replica of Mama-dog with black coat and white patches like socks on each toes. Another one (female) is white with brown spots and then the chubbiest (male), with brown coat and again white on the toes. The tiniest of all is the male black pup, the cutest and most furred. He looks like a doll.


I still remember the day when Papa-dog was brought to our home two years ago. He was their size then and so nervous. But seeing me, he began to wag his little tail. Yesterday I happened to see one of his puppy photos, how funny he looked! He is one very loving dog. Wherever I move around the house, I could feel his eyes following me. Always playful and active, he has become a handsome young chap. He has an undeterred will. I have often wondered, if he were born as human he would have achieved a lot in his life. The one thing that nags me about him is his unnecessary barking to even the feeblest sounds. He is still a kiddo and very much pampered by my parents. Mama-dog joined our family only 3 months back. It was more like the bringing of bride to the groom's home. She is one year old and was given to us by one of my cousins. She used to be very quiet timid type in the beginning. We even thought that she might be mute. Over time, she became used to the new home, and now her barks can be heard far and wide!

I am just thinking about the pups. All these days, they made my life more colorful. A sudden calmness would come into me whenever I watch them sleeping peacefully. My mind would get lightened up when I see them play. The way they walk with their tiny paws is so cute. Always trying to lick me when I lift them and I would get the whiff of their puppy-smell. Soon they all will be gone and I am gonna miss them terribly. We can't afford to keep another four dogs in our home because the whole place is already rocking with these two. I just hope all the four are lucky to get nice families. And tomorrow, one will walk away to a caring home.

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