“Woof , Woof!” By Muffin. #1

SIP : Simple Involvement Plan (for dog lovers)

A couple of weeks ago, mamma had a rare afternoon free. But instead of playing with me, she sat scrolling on her phone. It didn’t really matter, because she was sitting on the window seat and I got to sprawl all over her feet.

Suddenly she gave a deep sigh. I raised my head to ask her what the matter was when she said, “I wish I could!”

“Could what?” I woofed.

“Help out,” she answered wistfully.

“Help whom?” I barked a small impatient bark. Sometimes mamma takes her own sweet time telling me things. I really wish she would hurry up because then perhaps we would get some time to play.

“Listen to this. My friend Aditi Nair sent it to me. You know her don’t you? You met her at that place where they take care of all the street dogs who have been hurt.

“You mean where we met Arya?”

“Yes,”

“So what did she send you that has upset you so much?”

“This.” Said mamma and read out the message

“We are in URGENT NEED OF FOOD for the rescued and sick  animals under the care of PAL.

Request you to click on this link https://goo.gl/J9SBYR and send us some food for the animals.

The animals are used to this diet and not giving them this food will hinder their recovery process. If you are unable to purchase and help out the animals, please help by sharing the link with your near and dear ones. The 2s & 4s at PAL will be very grateful for your kindness

Our monthly requirement –

* 8-10 kgs of Pedigree puppy dry food for 2 meals for the animals daily.

* 25 – 30 wet pouches of dog food every day for food and for medication. 

* 15 pouches of cat / kitten wet food every day.

* 30 kgs of dry cat food per month.

For any queries, please WhatsApp us on 9820380638. In case address is not showing up on the link please drop a message to us.

TIA

“So why can’t you help?”I asked mamma. I think my mom is super efficient. She can do anything she puts her mind to. As she says, “The word impossible is in the dictionary of fools!” So why couldn’t she help?

“Because right now, I already have you and I can’t afford to buy even one day’s worth of meals for the animals. I just don’t have the money.”

And she sat with that sad look again on her face. I can’t bear to see her like this, so I jumped up to lick her face.

She laughed and said, “You know what, I wish I could adopt more dogs.”

“But you can’t…”. I began…

“No, I can’t. But I wish I could do something” Both mamma and I lapsed into silence as we contemplated the problem.

Suddenly I remembered a question someone had put to mamma some time back. I think he was her tax consultant. He had been trying to get her to keep aside something every month in something called SIP, and she had told him that she couldn’t afford the amount he had quoted. So then he asked her “How much can you afford?”

I didn’t realise that I had asked the question aloud till mom answered, “About a quarter of the requirements for one dog for a month!”

“Then that is what you need to start with. And if you can find three more of your friends, to do the same, you can feed a whole dog instead just of a quarter of him!” By now I was yipping excitedly. Oh wasn’t I a genius!

Mamma looked at me for a moment and then nodded. ‘’Hmm, maybe we could do that. Virtual adoption of a part of a puppy, or even a whole one if you can. And Aditi can send us pics of our adopted babies and update us once they get actually adopted. Then we can virtually adopt another puppy.  I must message her and see what she thinks about my idea!”

“Your idea? Woman, hello? Can we give credit where it is due?” I growled.

“Okay okay! It is all your idea. So let me call her up and tell her that this is what Muffin thinks we should do.”

So all you humans who are reading this, what do you think? Would you like to part adopt a dog? Would you like to make a big difference with a little commitment?

If you would, please say so in the comments section or drop us a line at Sunita@sunitasaldhana.com  or send us a message on Whatsapp on  9820380638 and we will get back to you.

Lots of woofs and licks,

Muffin

P.S. This post was written in response to the prompt “If I could make a small difference today, I would ———–”  #writebravely #writetribeblogsforacause

That Awww Moment!

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There is a stray dog that lives in the compound of our society. I have nicknamed him, Old General. He is one ugly dog. Once upon a time he must have been a handsome fellow.  But now he is mangy and his eyes are full of pus. He walks with a limp and his ear is torn and bleeding. He can’t even lift his leg to pee.

Yet, he is the undoubted leader of the stray dogs in the building. They are a pack of four. And woe betide any other dog who dares to enter the compound. The two pet dogs in the complex had better watch out.  There is a clear demarcation, a line we cannot allow our pets to cross without a leash. This is our “illaka” and that is theirs.  Or rather that is Old General’s “illaka”.

He growls at everybody. The kids are terrified of him. Their parents are terrified of him. The watchmen are terrified of him. But for some reason, whenever I see him, I just want to salute him. Every day, he fights all odds to defend his territory. In spite of everything, he is still undisputed King.

Last week, my dog Muffin, unfortunately slipped off her leash and ran into forbidden territory. In a flash, Old General was after her, followed by his faithful followers and before I could reach Muffin, they managed to corner her.  Luckily, her part husky genes saved her by way of her extra thick fur coat.

But, long after Muffin was safe home and I had stopped trembling I could still hear Old General whining in agony. I went down to check on him and found that he was much more ill than I had realised, and that the short sprint had taken a toll on him.

I was too scared to touch him myself, so I called up a contact I knew in PAL (Pet Owners and Animal Lovers, Thane) and Dr. Viveka Vatwani arrived to check him up.

What I saw was a miracle. I had warned her that he was ferocious, but she shrugged my warning aside and went in search of him. She sat down next to him and she didn’t even seem to mind the fact that he was so mangy or maggoty. She just kept talking to him calmly and checking his leg and ears.  And to my utter astonishment he actually let her pet him, whimpering like a pup, wagging his maggot ridden tail as fast as he could, licking her hand. It was as if he could sense the love and responded to it.

She asked the assistant to get him into the ambulance but it seemed he didn’t want to go. And suddenly all of his gang came and stood between him and the catcher, barking their heads off, refusing to let him take away their beloved leader.

All I could do was stand there with tears flowing down my cheeks and my heart going “AWWWW!”

That was love at so many levels!

When was the last time your heart went AWWW? When did something touch you and all you could do was feel the love, the beauty of the moment?

Do share your experience in the comments.