are u giving it to me or whatttt???

as long as you let me look into the bag...!!!

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the unusual couple

this foto speaks for itself. thanks to the unfoldment of this sort of a tale, i was to learn a new lesson in my life-baptism by bite. err.r.r..r...Dasch the Dachshund bit me, and it bled quite seriously, in my ignorant attempt to keep him away by using my freshly bathed foot as a deterrent. A lesson well learnt! Raga was in heat, at the time of both this foto and the bite:)

Dash's former family

this is a picture i took yesterday on the front lawn, when Dash's former family came a-visiting. They were kind enough to not call him Junior, much as they would have felt like, i am certain. But i had some very curious observations to make about this young-little-man of my house. He just ignored them or pretended to say, "I am too busy to pay any heed to you right now." He had spent the better part of his life at home with the lady in blue...but he was utterly busy chasing squirrels when she tried to coax him and call him closer to her. 

That made me think of two things- either the presence of a bitch in heat (raga is in heat these days) has made him act like a peacock OR he has really adjusted so much in our home that he doesn't bother about the past any longer.

I am quite certain he recognised them. For not only did he bark at the main gate to welcome them but also did not play with their trousers, which he usually tries with every newcomer. On the whole there was an element of continuity in his mind and yet a supreme indifference too. At least bitches are not this way. I hope not. They were not excitable too much and were very welcoming and well-behaved with everyone. 

In this picture you see the lady and her husband and her daughter...one who is always worried about the dogs they have had to give up for adoption and a young friend of the girl, who happens to be a musician:) My Nikki always steals the show with her affable temperament and here she is in this frame too.

musical dogs

my dogs love music, or at least they are very tolerant of mine. i am utterly grateful that whatever i sing and wherever inside my home, i have some very honest audiences. They also keep changing their positions depending upon the venue i chose to sing in. They never object when i sing a raga inappropriate to the hour of the day or the season or even if my swaras sometimes go haywire (if at all). They are immediately mesmerized when i play my tanpura, they just know it is time to relax and take it easy...as long as their packleader is singing. i am utterly grateful for their patience and learning and i sometimes think maybe it is their destiny too that they had to come into the home of a person like me- to be such discerning audiences afterall:). past life karma eh!

though the newest dog dash comes from a different setting, the interesting thing about him is that he comes from a family of another artist- a painter. so i clearly know that dogs have their destinies and if it is art and literature, some dogs have it in them!

ten commandments of pets

1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years.  Any separation
from you is likely to be painful.

 

2. Give me time to understand what you want of me.

3 . Place your trust in me.  It is crucial for my well-being.

4. Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up as
punishment.  You have your work, your friends, your
entertainment, but I have only you.

5. Talk to me.  Even if I don't understand your words, I
do understand your voice when speaking to me.

6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget
it.

7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that
I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.

8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me.  Perhaps I'm not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.

9. Please take care of me when I grow old.  You too, will
grow old.

10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please.
Never say you can't bear to watch. Don't make me face this alone.  Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.

1st january...new year come

here are the foursome now...the newcomer is being slowly integrated into the pack. i am still uncertain what to call him, for now it is Dasch! 

what you do see here is that how miraculously he is sharing space with the retrievers and not chasing after them, the manner he has been till today (he came on the 30th of Dec only) and now perhaps understanding who the 'worst dog' is (me obviously)

my dogs and my chrysanthemums

write later

nylabone

write here later....

the dog whisperer whispers

this pal of mine is the dog whisperer by his own admission. do you suppose he is whispering something to the dog in question or listening to her whisper? i am still wondering after all these days! i ofcourse believe in the miraculous abilities of my own canines and i call this picture 'dogs that heal'

my cup of tea

i have tried my best not to make my dogs into beggars. but they have their discretion about who to expect things from. you can never expect something like this when i am sitting on the table. but with

my grandmother...that alas is another story! at the time of taking this picture, my granny is taking her morning cup of tea- the time would be around 6:30 am

ok girls i will retrieve it

Raga is the tallest of the three and around evening time- say 6 0' clock this lot gets restless to play. in this photo i have captured that and shared here how they are all waiting in anticipation for the ball to come down from that counter somehow.

so though the other two are retrievers technically, in this photo the retrieving operation is being performed by the shepherd girl:)

gum boots

these pink colored boots came from austin last year. delivered to me in november- when my little sister got them and handed them to my father. she didnt know i would use them or how or where. but soon enough i used them for watering plants in the garden in winter and now in this monsoon season for walking the dogs:)

stretching

one would think she has really had a hard day's work behind her, the manner in which she stretches here- nikki- forever langourous, forever naughty and enjoying herself the most it seems.

cool girl

for raga the coolest place is the ...r.r.r....bathroom, where else. and she knows all three of them- for easing herself as also for settling down when tis too hot outside. here she is, while i must have been around, otherwise she would never linger on for long.