~ My Joker...~

He is the night watchman of the park, roams around as if he has owned it since centuries. The canine has been a somber looking dog which I have befriended whilst I was going through my regular dose of brisk walking. Quite suddenly he started to follow me silently and behold, he just did two full rounds of the park aisle as if he was doing his sort of brisk walk.

He didn’t growl on other dogs which came to his vicinity and quietly ignored their presence as he seemed to be quite focused on walking and following me. One thing I noticed, he didn’t surpassed me though he could have done that quite easily and without any fuss, he just didn’t! I have pet named him as ‘joker’ as he do some weird things on his own, sometimes trying to catch his own tail to the merriment of all, at other times he is engrossed in his own thoughts and after calling him with lot of pooches , he would not pay any heed to your lovely calls He is a moody canine but still has become cynosure of all eyes, many walk away pedestrians lovingly call him and give him bread and mill, biscuits and other left overs of home, which he nourishes quite happily. 

Just the other day, after it had rained profusely, I went for my evening strolls and was also parallelly on the lookout for my ‘Joker’, but couldn’t locate him, I searched him at his favorite place but my search went in vain, as time passed my search went hopeless and it was time to go back home but suddenly I saw my joker cleverly hiding in the municipality installed dustbin, which he had made his temporary shelter!

Apparently, he had thrown out all the collected garbage dump and comfortably placed himself in and was enjoying the drizzling, he must be having a good time of his life. As I restrained in calling him, as he would surely come out to meet me but would have unsettled his comatose position which he was so passionately enjoying, as a result I moved on, quite happily seeing that my joker was happy and safe and had protected himself out of outpour!

Canines are very emotional fellows and can sense your mood quite effectively, maybe they have been given the sixth sense, they can foretell eventualities. My joker was upset the other day as he sat meekly resigning to situation. He was not responding in his favorite mood as I sensed that something was surely wrong with him. Then after some days I got to know that he had lost his friend to an accident adjacent to the road, he was grieving and was not at his playful best, just a cuddle and talk wont do, giving him milk and biscuits turned out to be a failure.

 I sat with him for quite some time and was talking to him in my own tone, cuddling him, trying to make his mood happy, he started to respond though not at his best. After few days as his grim mood settled, he was again at his best, as playful and jolly as I know him. Through this short instance of his life, Joker taught me a lesson though, nothing is permanent in life, keep moving, you will have your share of ups and downs, you will feel bad but uplift yourself from your grief and stalk walking…that’s Life!