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My every day with old dog : Hope


Chapter 1

I always wanted to have dog but my working professional didn’t allowed me.I stayed mostly alone at my home ( which my dad had bought couple of years back) and worked 8-10 hours in office. I always thought of getting a puppy but I never had time for him. ” Why don’t you adopt a senior dog?. They sleep all the day”, said my friend.
I had never thought about this idea. On enquirer to local shelter I found 10s of senior dogs, absolutely healthy but given away by own. They had some minor health issue but nothing much to give them away. I looked towards a senior English retriever he was 9 years old.
” Hope ( his then name) has weak eye-site. But he listen everything well”, said the adviser.
I called him and he came close to me. I completed adoption process and brought him home. Hope stayed with me for more 8 years. Eventually he changed my life.


Chapter 2

I got Hope home. He was tired of car journey itself. He got some water and slept throughout the afternoon. It was evening by then. I thought about shooting some videos for Facebook with Hope.
” Catch!”. I threw a ball on wards Hope. He didn’t bother. I threw again he still didn’t bother. Finally he woke up and got his belt to me. He wanted to go for walk. Since it was already evening time, I agreed. We went near park where all the dog owner comes. Hope was the oldest one. Children were playing and old people were chatting. When children saw younger dogs they came and played with them but no one bother to touch Hope. May be were scared of old dog. Hope didn’t bother he sat there and enjoyed their play. My plan to famous with social media friends was totally flopped.
” Should I return him back? Anyway no one is giving me sympathy or attention. I would buy a pedigree puppy tomorrow”, I said to myself.
Till that a young girls approached me “What is his name? Can I touch him?”, She asked.
” Ya sure. He is Hope. My dear brother Hope “, I said.
My selfish ego for attention for ego was satisfied. For next 8 years I brought Hope to park without fail. Maybe for myself. But of late I was enjoying it.


Chapter 3

Hope today is Monday. I need to go for office. Will you stay so long alone all the day?”, I asked.
He waved his tail.
I was worried but he looked stable.
I went to office and opened small camera tab on my PC . I had fitted CCTV cameras all inside by house and connected to my all devices.
Hope was calm. He slept all the day and ate very less food.
” He must be barking all day and damage your furniture”, said my colleague.
I again open my camera tab to check Hope. He was all fine. My colleague had to leave his dog to hostel while he was at office so he was super surprised.
I went back home and hope came waving his tail. We went for walk and sat in the park enjoying the play of children and young dogs.
After a week I was sure Hope could stay on his own and this news spread like a fire in office.
” I heard your dog can stay at home so long?”, asked my boss.
“Yes, sir”.
( I thought he would ask for treading Hope. My boss was typical business man)
” I would like my Bubble (his nasty 3 year old cooker-spaniel) to learn some good habits for your dog.”
” Sure sir “, I said.
My boss often visited my place for weekend walk with his Bubble. He was not as bad as thought. Eventually it helped me in profession

Chapter 4

Hope was 10 years by now. He loved parks and kids so I took him a famous garden park of my city. We sat in one corner and observed. Suddenly I could observe Hope was way too happy than usual. He stood up and ran towards a family of three people. He jumped upon an Iraqi old man. I was scared.
” I am sorry”, I shouted.
But I don’t think they were offended.
” Tony ,it’s you?”, Old man asked Hope.
Hope was way too happy.
That old man was his first owner.
” We left Iraq during war and got Tony with us. But he was stolen with in within first week. We tried to find him for years but failed in this new country”. The old man said.
This family lived in South Bombay while I lived in Bangalore. I don’t know how he traveled so long.
I was happy he met his old owner.
Hope was very happy. He was happiest I saw.
With a heavy heart I said. ” Tony seems to be very happy with you ( which he was) I wish he would get back to his old family.”
His family was happy they quickly booked ac first class. And paid huge amount in black to get waiting tickets reserved.
I came to railway station to leave Hope. Interestingly bubble and boss also came.
My boss scolded me for letting Hope go.
As the train came, they boarded in. I could not see Hope going away. So I decided to leave. As I started to walk away Hope came out of train and ran towards me. He waved his tails looking at his old dad.
” Tony want to stay with his new family he told me”, said the old man.
I realized there was special place for me in the heart of Hope. He loved his old family but choose me.
Hope’s old family used to visit him once in year. I made many close friends due to Hope.


Chapter 5

It was Sunday afternoon. I was sleeping in my coach while Hope was resting. Suddenly Hope went balcony and started barking. Hope rarely barks and when he does he has purpose. So I went out. A girl from 9th floor was trying to commit suicide by jumping from her balcony. We rushed to her floor, broke her door.
“Are you idol? Who is going to pay for this broken door?”, She asked.
“Why you want to die?”, I asked.
” It’s none of your business”.
” It’s my business. I love you more than your boyfriend”, I said. Hope looked at me.
“Boyfriend, I don’t have one”. She exclaimed.
” I thought you broke up so you want to commit suicide. By the way then I don’t love you” ,I said.
” I lost my job, my tutti the cat left me and now a uncle is bothering me. I am a strong independent woman I don’t need a man “,she shouted.
“Which uncle?”, I asked.
It was evening time by now. I asked her if she would come for walk with me and Hope, where we could find some one to fix her door. She agreed. While having a walk with her I realized she was not as bad as I thought just over ambition. She liked our company and started to be with us for walk. Within a month she opened her own blogging site and was way to successful than a normal service person. We dated for a month and got married within year. She kept me as her part time assistant. Soon she and Hope teamed up and I got more busy her blogging site and my job. If there was no Hope I would have not met her. By the way her cat tutti is living with my boss.


Chapter 6

Hope was 16 years old. We had moved to villa and had a small daughter of age 5. She was very much attached to Hope.
“She is too dependent on Hope I don’t want her to broke when she lose him”, I said to my wife. She didn’t said anything. My wife thinks Hope was her lucky charm.Anyway it was necessary to accept that our pets are growing old.
” I wish you live long”, I said to Hope.
That night it was heavily raining, we all were seating in living room with Hope.
Suddenly he became uncomfortable and ran towards main door. I urge to open the door which I opposed. Finally I opened the door, there was a young golden retriever puppy struggling in rain. My wife quickly took him in and dried him. Next day we got him to vet and did some medical check up.
We posted complaint to find out if he was lost but he was breeder left out.
Daggaa (the golden retriever puppy) was new member of our family.
He brought up spirit in Hope (maybe extended couple more years for him)
I realized this cute and innocent looking puppy was not so innocent. He turn out to be partner in crime for my daughter. Daggaa often distorted my wife paper work so she shifted to digital. He was perfect for social media (now I am using Instagram instead of Facebook) but now I have grown up some attention from Hope and wife was enough for me. Daggaa was way too attached to Hope even more than us. As the time is passing by I am learning about human canine relationship. “You can’t stop the time but you can live the most.” May be this something every dog try to tell human.




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