Those of you who have indulged will know exactly what this post ‘My illicit affair’ means… it has to do with puppy love, of the real-puppy kind…
I can’t resist puppies, of late we have quite a few pups in our neighbourhood….. so, as you’d expect I tend to hang around with them…
When I get back home to my two they give a thorough (suspicious) sniff over and as certain scents are picked up nostrils flare agitation increases!! This gets repeated as many times as I may step out and return… with each sniff mentioning names of those whose scent they are picking up doesn’t seem to appease … hue of guilt overcomes the upbeat mood of time well spent!
It is not any easier outside to openly love the lil pooches of the community (Strays) … Most onlookers glare at you, shoo at the ones enjoying a rare moment of human affection, if you’re not s0 lucky they offer you sermons about how unsafe your affection is making the place for all the little kids of the society (this often is a case of grown ups hiding their own fear in the name of kids, kids who are usually itching to get friends with the neighbourhood dog), ranting on society WA groups, putting boards, posters et all discouraging compassion (Oh well they’d surely say compassion is a virtue, as long as it’s directed towards them for anyone else far away from society premises please!)
As I pet play or feed these amazing creatures I do it with sense of risk (of being caught) and exhilaration (of managing to do so without being caught!)… it gives me a sense of being involved in an illicit affair!!
Feeling that is reaffirmed as I get home 😉
It is all about survival, yes, but the difference lies in the ‘how?’
You know I have often found folks who are wise and well meaning in positions of authority ….but often the meaning of their messages can leave you cold, disengaged – careful observation shows it is all in the ‘how?’ and not just the ‘what?’ or even the ‘who?’ that a message may make its mark or not.
When you work with a team that is a good skill to have – the ‘how?’ of doing and saying things.
Living with a pack demonstrates you train those well upon whom your food, safety, shelter depend … can vouch they have done a splendid job, got me waiting paw n fur!
#WhatILearntfrommyDog though can’t say they had the right method; I was pawed into submission
when her pups came, I understood Love…
she’d sit like this next to her pups all the time, till they started to tumble out of the basket and all around her, she barely stirred from her watch
all of 28 days she kept a tight watch around them, took care of them; fed, cleaned, monitored who could come close…
one of the politest mommies she made … if she didn’t want someone near her babies she’d just lie across the path or block movement with her body to leave her pack alone!
I know they say animals (dogs) don’t remember their offspring/ parents, I see to the contrary; to this day 9 years on she “mothers” one of the pup that stayed on with us, he never gets to forget he’s living with Mom!
It is more amazing to see the similar nurturing amongst my community pets (strays?!) the mother continues to be the ‘parent’ till they are all together and in her absence – due to rash driving or becoming a mother to 5/6 pups while she herself is a puppy or anything else – the older siblings, sometimes a male in the group just starts to foster the pups – they adopt!
…….. yep, I could see and understand better, its easier as grandparents!