It’s been a year that you were born and just after a month of your birth, you were given to us in fact, sold to us. The greedy human world separated you from your mother and siblings, too early and put you in the hands of your human family, that is us. I, being your mother was clueless in the beginning not knowing how to take care of you, because you are the first pet I have ever been close or even touched, or held in my arms.
BRUNO – you were a gift to my daughter on her birthday, but I never imagined you will be a pleasant gift to all of us.
When we bought Bruno home, some family and friends disagreed of the addition, a few were even angry thinking it’s a reckless decision. Few others had plenty of questions for an answer of our choice. He was actually compared to me having another baby and most thought that it would have been good if I actually had another child instead.
I know, that is the human world who think the same things always and are never ready to accept the flaws or the changes.
Initially, I was really disappointed with my choice too, when Bruno started to pee around the house and made the corners of sofa his regular bathroom place. Just like the baby days,it was tiresome for me. But what did I know about how to train an animal while I am still clueless in bringing up my daughter even after 10 years(sigh!). I made mistakes and I learned and corrected myself along the way and luckily she is growing up like any other ten years old. Similarly, I spoke to people with dogs, watched youTube dog training videos, and with the help of a good friend who also loved him as much as we do, I finally trained him in some basic things and also cried over silly things like, when he started to run to the bathroom every time he wanted to pee.
What I wonder is, why are we not ready to give that time and space for this tiny living being, a dog. Some argued, if I had a human child, he or she will take care of me when they grow up, will be there for us and support us. Some even said if not for any of the above, It’s just entirely a different feeling in bringing up a human child.
I am not going to deny any of these things but I just want to ask everyone who wants to convince me that a dog is a waste of time and energy “seriously!!!!”??
We make sure that we have plenty of life insurance policies and old age savings as we know the hard truth that it is that time of the generation where parents cannot depend on children and of course, why should we?
We all know that son or daughter, they are with you only until they can open their wings and learn how to fly.
Is it safe to say that our children might be so busy that they probably might not even have enough time to say or ask “Hey mom, how are you” or “Hey Dad, let’s go for a ride” as we are making sure that they are capable enough to become the CEO of some multimillionaire company.
My daughter might not have a sibling to share her feelings and someone to talk, in her growing ages. But I am hoping she will make some good friends for keeps and I have heard dogs are great in keeping up secrets. (wink)
No, I don’t say any of these things are wrong because that is how life is. But after a year, I have come to love our Bruno so much that we find no difference in having a dog or another human child. I respect people choices and we all think different but if possible and if you can afford time and patience, do give yourself a chance to know the feeling of having a pet around. Because they are not just animals, they matter much more than we think.
Be it a dog, a cat, birds or any other pet animal, they matter. I’ am not a cat person or even a bird person to know how it feels, but I can understand they are special to that someone who loves them and cares for them.
Our family dog, Bruno though like any other animal, does not talk or communicate with words, I know what he says or what he might think(if he actually thinks) on many occasions. As ludicrous it may sound, but people at home know that I and Bruno talk plenty with each other and he reciprocates for many things that I tell him. He communicates with his eyes, ears, tail and even his legs.
When I drop down by the end of my day and the entire world is too busy to care to sit by my side, I know who has the time to sit next to me. Well, he can continue lying down without a care in the world, but, no. He comes next to me and sits by my side, in his own way of comforting because sometimes having someone beside you is all the comfort that’s needed which even words cannot replace and that action of these pets “matters”.
When I come home knowing there is no one who really cares where I go or what I do as long as I do the things what is expected by me, yet there is this one tiny living being, who wait’s for me and jumps with all the happiness seeing me back home(even when I was away for just half an hour) it“matters” forever.
At night, after everyone falls asleep and I wake up for some reason, there he is, walking by my side even to accompany me to the bathroom, maybe assuring himself or assuring me that “I am here”, that matters. (Believe me, Bruno does this even when he was in deep sleep)
When he sits under the table staring at me while I am busy working, waiting for me to get free, never getting angry, always accepting what I give him to eat or what I don’t , never demanding, never a shout and never a cry, that “matters”.
Never complains of any pains or discomfort and suffers silently by licking himself to find his own comfort, it matters because here he is someone who is not with us to give trouble.
My daughter laughed more since he is with us, enjoyed, and was easily able to spend her time when she felt lonely, that “matters” the most.
His innocence, unconditional love, his joy in being with us and having us around made all of us feel loved and wanted.
We thought he needs us until we realized how much we need him.
Today, if anyone wants to say that we made a mistake in getting a dog, I beg to differ, because bringing Bruno home is the best thing we ever did.
Here are some pictures and moments with him since the day one. Oh ya! Like a proud Mom, I do have plenty of his pictures and my mobile is full of them. Like all mothers, I love my two kids equally.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY! MY DEAR BRUNO!!!!