My morning walk saga has changed a bit and that is due to an unaccustomed mate who has joined me. I don’t know him nor does he know me, as I have seen him since two days sitting in the muddy water, cooling himself of this humid climate. Just the other day our eyeball-to-eyeball contact led him to follow me rigorously as he was my obedient fellow pal. Surely, this act of his made others walking on the aisle a bit nervous and uncomfortable as the was after all a street dog!
As I also started to observe his gestures with adamant care, he had followed me in a unique way. Testing him was the only way I could have had a glimpse of his loyalty towards me. I steered away from my usual path and so did he, when I stopped, he stopped too wagging his tail quite often. I don’t know what past life connect we both might have, his expecting eyes were intriguing and just looking at him would make him happy, all I could guess was that he just wanted to be with me and I was too loving my just found company!
Suddenly, I stopped as it was
time for my stretching exercises, he stopped too and to my amazement started to
softly meow as if he wanted to walk more with me – his tail wagged non-stop. I
immediately sensed his want and swiftly did my exercise with a motive to walk
as the cannel so wanted – I realized that I had just formed a bond with him and
wanted to keep that for long , so soon I started to look around for him as I walked,
a clear sense of ‘sensitivity’ had dawned upon me, knowingly fully well that
there were so many other street dogs in the part who could pose a real danger
to my friend, citing so that he was frail and not that strong to defend himself
of any eventuality.
He kind of loved his newfound name
as when I started to walk he had sensed that it was end of today’s meeting as
he could see the exit gate of the park. He stopped and when I turned back and voiced
‘Milo’ he came running towards me.
I had surely overrun the time for
my daily walk but was in no repentance, the time I had spend with Milo was a memorable
one, the Cynophile that I am, my love for dogs (especially street dogs) is no
secret, almost every canine who lives in my vicinity knows me and wags his/her
tail when they see me.
Now I wait for the sunset today
when I will again be meeting my friend ‘Milo’ and would thus walk with him –
thinking of even talking with him even if our languages are different but ‘Love’
being the bridge will fill the vacuum…
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