There are often times when fellow human beings fail us, while animals make our day. Why do we consider the word "animal" referred to a human as a rude adjective? What does animal-like behavior mean? Have we ever given it a thought that calling animals "human" could be a rude adjective used for them?
There have been days when nothing seemed to fall in place, nothing seemed quite right, no one could cheer me up...but there has been a special friend in my life who has helped me cheer up, helped me get back on my feet, helped me be normal. A friend, who never expects anything else from me, other than a little show of affection. My friend, my pet, my love, my brother, my dog!
I still remember the day when i was home sick to the core, silent tears escaping my eyes, i felt like running away. There was no one who could change my mood, except for the surprising mood lifting quality of my great friend, my dog. He came running to me, where I sat, and after a while of nudging and dancing with excitement, sat by my side, as quietly and patiently as I had required him to be. I sat and sat, and said nothing at all, and him? Well, he just accompanied me silently, hearing my thoughts and comforting me with sudden licks on my hand.
He was the first living being who had spent more than two hours at a stretch, quietly, without asking any questions, just silently listening to my depressive thoughts. And the day I was leaving for home, it was his turn to cry. Cannot forget the way he got excited and restless at the same time. He pulled my bag, kept blocking my way so that i could not walk forward, and fell to the floor on my feet so that i could stay there with him, touch him, show my affections. Had any human made me feel this loved? Hardly ever.
I have found a true friend,
I dread the day when I'd have to leave him, and dread more, the day HE leaves me... I truly hope that the former happens before the latter.
Such unspoken love, and attachment...I am indeed, TOUCHED, for life.
