The Day I Came Home

17th Feb, 2013

The strangest thing happened today. I was playing a game of Who is the Naughtiest Puppy with my brothers and sisters after a nice afternoon nap. Suddenly, a Friendly Uncle and a Very Excited Aunty came to visit us. She was kinda funny. She saw us, whooped and exclaimed and played with us. My brothers and sisters dozed off after a while; playing can be so exhausting!

But I thought this was good fun, and this couple seemed fun. They picked me up, held me high and scrutinized (I have always wanted to learn big words!) me and then spoke in hushed tones with each other.

I had recently had The Chat with Mommy. The one where she sat us down and told us that when we were a little older, we would be adopted by people and would have to go live with them.These humans would be our forever families, and we would love and adore them for the rest of our lives.

These words flashed through my mind while they were chatting with each other. I looked at them with some alarm. I did not want to leave my family and go live with strangers. But then again, they seemed kind enough and even the Crazy Lady didn't seem half bad!

Sure enough, in a few minutes, after they spoke for a while with the kennel uncles who had looked after us till then, I was quickly rubbed clean and put into a basket. The only time I have ever had to sit in one. Boy, was I petrified (told you, I like big words!).

But the moment these humans picked me up lovingly and sat in a strange box, I somehow felt better. Reassured. That things could not be very bad with them around. The Friendly Uncle took me out of the basket and I scampered around trying to find a comfortable place to snooze. I take my nap times very seriously.

Finally I settled into the most comfortable position and dozed off. 

Me, sleeping in Papa's lap while they drove me home from the kennel.

By the time I woke up, we were in their house. Everything was new and overwhelming. I wanted my Mommy and siblings. These people gave me some food and water. That made me feel better. Then I settled for a nap in the Lady's lap. The rest of the day is a haze. I ate and slept. 

Every time I would finish eating, the Crazy Lady ran into the balcony with me. And be thrilled when I peed and pooped there. Humans, I tell you! There is no telling what makes them happy!

Well, after dinner, they settled me into a cozy basket, and tucked me in. I was feeling miserable. The Crazy Lady seemed to understand. She put my basket next to her bed, and her hand was on me. Comforting. Like she knew how I was feeling. Suddenly, she did not seem very crazy anymore.

I am falling off to sleep, a long day finally drawing to an end. So many new things, so many surprises. Mostly, all good. Somehow, I felt that Mommy was right. I was home.

Me, sleeping in my cute pink basket.