From the time I lost my pet dog/brother to age, I always wanted to take care of another dog. 2 months ago, I decided to step out and feed some street dogs.
This is when I met Henna, an extremely cute doggo with an almost calm temperament. Every night, post 12am (I know this sounds creepy) my flatmates and I used to come out for short walks and feed Henna.
This went on for a few consecutive days, after which Henna started waiting for us at the end of our lane, having roughly estimated our walk time. She used to run to us with her tail wagging and stoop, a simple trick she used to convey that she needed pats.
Soon she started joining us during our walks as well, walking quietly next to us but not looking overly keen to be around us (that’s just her queen like personality if I may say).
A month into this new friendship, I had to leave for my hometown, even if this meant that no more seeing Henna or feeding her. And now it’s been almost 3 weeks since I left Henna’s town.
Sometimes I worry about what she might be going through, but then I remember what a fighter she is- how she managed to rule most of the lanes in our locality, and how she takes good care of herself in any situation.
Nevertheless, I miss Henna and I can’t wait to meet her when I return.
-sent in by Sneha Dutta Roy
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This made me happy and sad at the same time. I’ve never had a dog but the relationship that humans seem to develop with them is so pure and selfless. Love the blog.