Friday, 26 August 2011

Why I never travel without my dog.

So I found myself the perfect puppy. After years and years of yearning for one. She was the light of my life, the apple of my eye, my little dah-ling. I named her Cookie and watched over her day and night, never letting her out of my sight for more than ten minutes. And then came a time when I had to visit the parents. I couldn't take my puppy with me, because in India, travelling with a dog is "just not an option"! So I reluctantly left her at a dog-boarding place, even though it broke my heart. I returned after a week, RUSHED to fetch her home - and found that she had been mauled by another dog. It had bitten a large chunk out of her beautiful face, and only just missed her eye. I brought her home, comforted her and tended to the wound. And I decided - I would NEVER leave her behind again. Where I go, she goes. My holidays would be hers as well.

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