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Secrets.

                   "Dad! Hey, dad! Aren't  you forgetting something? Our two-minute, home-coming chat session! Dad? DAD! Hmm. You seem to be in a hurry. As always. But,  it's okay. I will just curl up on the sofa.  And, I have mum here, with me. "
               Mum and I, it's just the two of us at home nowadays. Dad is out, oftener, buying the veggies, or so he says. Each time he steps out, he tells me he is going out to buy some veggies and stuff, and that I should stay at home,  with mum. How much of veggies do these two humans need anyway?! Dad is forever buying those veggies, but I never see any bags in his hands when he returns. Whatever, as long as I don't have to eat all those veggie things,  I am fine with it. 
             
              Life has changed.  I can see it. I feel it in my bones, sense it in the air.  Now that age has caught up with me, all I do all day is curl up in my favourite spot and reminisce about the days gone by. Gone are those sundays when dad would take me and mum on a long drive. Me in the front seat, head sticking out of the window, the wind playing with my dangly ears. And, mum sitting behind, enjoying the scene in the front.  Nowadays, weekdays, weekends are all spent at home, with mum.
             These days there's also a whole lot less chat sessions between mum and dad. There are more of chat sessions between mum and me now. Well, actually, mum talks and I listen. Psst, mum thinks I don't follow a word, but I understand everything. Everything. The words may be tough to comprehend at times, but my insightful canine heart can feel the emotions that I see in those human eyes. Like, I can see the smile in those eyes when dad returns from work. And, I also see the magic vanish, when dad steps outdoors in no time. 
          She doesn't put it in words, but I can hear the silent pleas in mum's heart, begging dad to stay awhile. Well, she is my mum, you see? As much as she understands me, my moods, and  my needs, I understand hers. We canines are smart! You know that, don't you? We do our best for our humans. Oh yes, we do!  I follow mum all around the house, like a shadow, lest she felt lonely. I sit by her side and listen to her pour out her heart. I try and divert her mind by behaving silly. Actually, that's when I try to make her laugh. At times, I succeed. At times, I come up with new tricks! Of course, you can teach an old dog new tricks. Look at me. I learnt several! 
         As I have aged, I have learnt a whole lot of things, thanks to my ability to observe the life around me. I have learnt to sniff out the meaning of the various tones in which humans express their feelings; read into the silence that follows certain conversations and gauge the mood. I can read mum's mind like the back of my paw! I know when she is alone, yet happy, and also when she is lonely and sad. Her happiness trickles through her pores when she sings her lungs out (though, I wish I could tell her to turn down the volume a bit, but that would ruin it all!). And, her sorrow speaks louder through her tears, which often go unnoticed (Dad! You gotta do somethin' 'bout it, big guy!). 
       Wish I could do something about it. Like in those doggie-movies, where my canines buddies come up with life-saving miracles. Ah! Sadly though, life isn't a movie, is it?
       I could spill some more of our secrets, but right now, I gotta go. Mum is alone...again. And, she needs me. 
     Ciao...for now! 
      
         
                  

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  1. Heart warming post. The canine has a heart and sixth sense what their family goes through, been with them can be therapeutic.

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    1. Yes, Vishal, pets are truly the best therapists, ever! :)

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  2. Oh! Dogs have a sixth sense when it comes to understanding human emotional needs. We have experienced it with our dogs too. I am wondering the secrets the dog in your story knows, hope he spills some more secrets about their masters!

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    1. Haha! He knows a whole lot of secrets, Shilpa. But, he isn't going to spill any more! :)

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  3. This is such a lovely post. I actually pictured Chikoo saying all this out loud to his doggy friends! You are blessed to have him in your life, Shilpa. Don't worry. I am sure 'dad' will come around in no time and spend more time with you two.

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    1. Yes, Shailaja, I am indeed blessed to have him in my life. And, let's hope dad comes around to spending more time with us! :)

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  4. Such a sweet one Shilpa. Loved it :) The canine heart beats for you :)

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  5. This is such a touching post. Sweet indeed. Sharing this kind of bond with our mothers really strengthens us from inside.. Isn't it?

    Cheers

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  6. Beautifully written, Shilpa. You are truly blessed to have Chikoo in your life. As far as 'dads' are concerned, they tend to take their own sweet time to come around, but they always do. :)

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    1. Hehe! Thank you, Shantala! Hope 'this one' comes around soon!

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  7. they are indeed very sensitive ... and so therapeutic. Dogs I feel are the most beautiful creation, a gift for sure.

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    1. Yes, Raj! In fact I read somewhere that the best therapists in the world have fur and four legs, and that is so true!

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