The first thought that came to my mind when I saw him was "HANDSOME". He drew my attention - he stood out from the others - there was something about him that really appealed to me.
I remember the first day I came across him. I was standing by the side of the road and he brushed against me. I looked up startled and found him looking at me to see my reaction. I ought to have been irritated but wasn't. Looking into his brown eyes trying to read my reaction I certainly didn't have any negative reacton.
It became routine - everyday returning from work I would look out for "Handsome" as I called him now in my heart. The sight of him waiting expectantly, looking up at me with his beautiful brown eyes wagging his tail.
Yes ! Handsome is a stray dog. A dog who is "human" in more ways than one or am I insulting him by saying that.
What is it about animals specially dogs - they love so unconditionally. Its not that I have been doing anything much for him. Just a few words, a pat on the head a hug and occasionally a bone. Still he waits for me. Comes running to greet me the minuit he hears my car - like a long lost friend.
Why is man so different from his "best friend" ? Why do we lay down so many conditions ? Why is there always a motive (usually a selfish one) in any relationship between people ?
I have grown up with animals and the love and loyalty one receives from them touches my heart. Have we become more calculative and selfish because we have "more developed brains" ?
As Elliot said “We long for an affection altogether ignorant of our faults. Heaven has accorded this to us in the uncritical canine attachment”
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment