TheWaggingTales

I Paw You 🐾 🐶Come lets drift to our happylands while she recrites the *WaggingTales*

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Her White Globe - ROCHHER

“Hey! Stop crying. You crazy woman. I’m all yours now”, said her white globe, popping out of the cardboard box. The tiny cotton ball kept suspiciously frowning, when her eyes were experiencing a high tide of bliss. Sparkling eyes with pinky paws kept scratching her face, when she was squeezing him in cuddles too much.                                                                                                                

Once upon a time, there lived a girl with life, damaged much. Faking happiness over stress was her move. Everything was hallucinating at a faster pace, leaving her still in the middle. Escaping, was the road she planned to take. She decided to eliminate herself from life rather than sinking in middle. When there was no light to break up the dark- ROCHHER popped! The fragile cotton ball ignited his spinning engine, when all she wanted was escape. Her life started revolving around the white Globe.

“It was 17th November 2016, when I held him for the 1st time, it felt as if I’m nuturing my infant. Like I have always wanted a dog for myself, someone who would endlessly listen to all my shit. Rochher came as a blessing. When my world was falling apart, he came in as my saviour” , said Ishita.

Someone with great knowledge about life said - happy days don’t last long ! Rochher eloped her from the damage and promised not to leave her side. Who knew, one day she would ask him to go? It was a warm winter morning, when the doc. said “he is Parvo Positive, prepare yourself”. Her emotions were flooding the shore, yet proclaiming not to accept. Like seriously? It was just yesterday, when he flipped out from that cardboard box.

“Duh! Don’t start crying now. You crazy woman! We will get through this”,

said Rochher sipping his 1st drip at the VET. Daily visits to Mr. White Coat was their routine now. They were fighting through it like a team. But who knew the nightmare would be coming so soon. It was the chilled christmas eve, when kids were expecting Santa visits, while the nightmare was knocking her doors.

“ Wake up, something is happening, I can’t move and there are these fluids coming. I’m precipitating I guess. Do anything but don’t start crying. Duh”, said Rochher with rolling eyes.

Wiping her tears away, all Ishita could manage to say was - GO. I won’t cry. She turned away with shedding tears. And the warm furry cotton ball turned to ice.

A dog who promised to stick by her side, now had to leave. Because she asked him to.

“ PLEASE. LIVE. And Don’t CRY. I’ll meet you at the Rainbow Bridge. Whenever you cry, I’ll ask one of my cloud friend to thunderstorm you. P.S. -  “Look. I can camouflage with my new cloud friends now, you know they are white and I’m your white globe. LOL.    ~ Rochher

FERRERO ROCHHER of your life

Rocher ||  Ishita

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The magic of MAGIC

There he happened like a magic, when he left the hope. This is the story of a black labrador, who came in Ronnit’s life when he met with a major accident.

“He is just a roller coster ride who has given me goose bumps and joy at the same time. There is no love which can be compared to a dogs love for his human. I am proud to say that I am a father of such a magical creature , created by GOD” - Ronit Kapoor.

Ronit met with an accident in late 2014 and was on bed for a long while. Anxiety came hand in hand with bed rest. Lately, when Ronnit went out from his home, he entered a pet shop. And brought a tiny ball of love home. The day when Ronnit’s physiologist didn’t turned up. Guess who was there to make sure he do the daily course of instructed exercise? MAGIC The tiny tot dragged the ankle weights towards him. And since then Ronnit knew he will be his hope forever .

“The kid gave me strength,reason,love and motivation which was missing.” , said the proud pet parent, with rolling tears.

Still cherishing those moments of he being Mr. Stubborn Magic. Ronnit added, “magic has pushed me so hard that he was always there with leash in his mouth, so that I can do the walking exercise with him”

Signing off

Magic || Ronnit

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Mr. Humble in LONDON

“ Wait. What? You want me to live without you for a while, for my good. Huh? ’’, asked the all so grown up Mr. humble HUNTER. Her suitcase was laying open, like a collapsed buffet guest, when all he needed was answers. Struggling through the fears of living a loner life again, hunter agitated with disagreement. “ Hang on. What was those holiday trips to hills, a bribe? So that I let you go? ’’ said Hunter in his super irritated mode.

After being a celebrity DogMom, here comes the clarity. Drawing the map towards her career, she knows what she wants to be, a certified dog trainer. But HUNTER ? How can it be good for a baby to leave her mother? Thoughts kept juggling up until Neha took him in her lap and whispered a few words with cuddles. “I’ll be back with a blink of an eye. I am doing this for us. For YOU. Trust me, its not easy for me either. I have to go, study legends about the behaviour of your wagging friends. I’ll be back to take you along soon. Be Mr. Humble till then. “, said Neha with tears and went.

Cuddling up with all the random dogs on streets of London, was what Neha did to feel the presence of her baby boy around. And off course SKYPE. Skype video calls with hunter were a part of her mandatory ‘things to do daily’ list. Licking the screen of the iPad with a wagging tail was the only way Hunter could show her desperate cravings for cuddles from her Mom.

“Family fooled me. They asked me to go inside a box and locked me. I guess you people said Moms in there. but where is she? All I can smell here is me. I sat there with anxiety but before I let hope fall apart. I heard a familiar voice. The same smell. Wait its Mom. MOM’’ Neha was there to receive her child at the London Airport. Shattered and shocked with the jet lag, hunter stayed in her lap for hours. But it was all worth it. Feeding hunter in India was never less than performing some folk Media. Here in London, all hunter keeps asking for food. He is the happiest in the perfect temperature and off course walks in the woods.

Happy Ending? Not Yet!

YEAH ! Right. My mom has a job here. She teaches lil wagging champs to behave. LOL. 

What I do? Ahem. I’m a registered therapy dog here in London. So you know I travel a lot in London buses these days. 

~ Hunter (still Mr. Humble)

Hunter || Neha {In London}

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THE LEGENDS OF HUNTER

“ Are you disowning me? ”, asked the lil giant with swishing tail. The black oynx look alike pupils seeking for answers kept numb with fear when she met him for the 1st time. The family was his world yet he was just a liability. They wanted to shift abroad but after sorting a foster home for the lil Saint.

Once upon a time, there lived a woman with everything, perhaps nothing. Getting a fur ball home, was what Neha always dreamt of. Her friends divulged her about adoption alerts. Five and half years from now, she met him when he was least bothered about the human. Hunter was a small 5 month old ball of fluff but deep down what kept rising were fears of abandonment. Right from that moment she knew, its not going to be easy, yet a real adorable journey awaits!

“Growing up with HUNTER, was one heck of a journey. Like its not easy! We both were confused, he didn’t wanted to risk human bonding again. And I was a bit horrified with the thought of taking such a big responsibility. Raising a dog for the 1st time and that too Saint Bernard ! Like seriously?”, said Neha (Hunter’s Mom) Overcoming all the dilemma, finally she decided to take him in, drove him home. Made sure the home is air conditioned. Fetched all the random stuff toys and gave them all to him. All she wanted was to make him feel home. Hunter cuddled up the teddy and slept, and she knew he is staying forever.

Life with hunter was so much fun. Her life revolved around her baby. YEAH ! You heard it right. She call herself his mother, who had been way too busy in organising theme birthday parties and customising clothes for her celeb boy. From winning dog shows to taming him as the celebrity dog. It was all a bliss. After winning the fashion show at PetFed, he became their mascot. And now the dog some stupid family wanted to disown had a job. WOW

Neha’s life is too busy now. She proclaim herself to be a celeb dog Mom. She engaged herself so much in dogs, that now she knew. What life awaits further !

“Things happen for a reason”, the family disowned hunter, because he deserved to be the centre of Neha’s life.

Hunter || Neha

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Dove at Dawn

“ Let me go. Please? ”, said the eyes filled with agony. She blinked and turned away with shedding tears. And the shaggy coat turned to ice. Her dreams were big, she wanted to explore. Yet, she wants him too. All she wanted was to fly over the continents with him.

The phone rang and she skipped a heartbeat. Assuming it a call from the Canadian Embassy. She said “HELLO?“, and kept panting until the voice was heard from the other side.

OFFICER - The dog suffers with some liver infections, we are sorry. He is not fit to fly  GRACE - The dog you are talking about is my baby brother and his name is DOVE !

She kept the cordless and he sniffed the fear.

Bags were packed, her visa was stamped but she was not ready to shift. What kept haunting her was, what will happen to him. Obviously! NO. She can't even give it thought. Dumping Dove to some shelter with some incurable liver infections was sin to her.

Once upon a time, there lived her shaggy coat Dove. His life revolved around FunFlips with ketchup. He was the Dumpty-Humpty of her life, who never wanted to be a huddle to her giggle. A dog who promised to stick to her side, now had to leave. For her.

“ GO. LIVE. I’ll meet you at the Rainbow Bridge. Wave a hand, from the flight window. I’ll shine red, when its Dawn. P.S. - Red, because I had too much ketchup with you.”  - Dove

Dove || Grace

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Lyka - The Angel from Heaven

“I deserve you”, said the eyes luring with hope. It was quarter to nine, when her Whats-app beeped with an image pleading to live. “All I want is a room in your heart. Please?”, was what the tiny tale kept chanting in my dreams.

 Asking, convincing, starving, weeping, tried all the tools. No progress. My aunt was still horrified about the fact of living with a dog for the rest of her life. Wait what? My mom. LOL. Its something out of the box, trying was worthless. So I didn’t !

My love and affection towards those seeking eyes starting touching the graph. What came next was out of care. Mumbling and weeping in sleep. Perhaps, an image can do so much. Its the 5th day now, after the whats-app beeped. And I was there at my aunt”s to receive her in.

20th November’16 - Once upon a time, the factory worker gave me her leash. Jumping her best, she conquered my lap. And since then I knew a beautiful journey yet to ignite. A 9months old malnourished cocker spaniel knew nothing but to lick me all.

The factory worker bid her a farewell at my aunt’s door, saying goodbye Kaali. And I knew what I’ll call her - Lyka, my Angel from heaven. 

This name was owned by a Soviet space dog who became one of the first animal in space, and the first animal to orbit the Earth. Laika, was a stray dog from the streets of Moscow, who was selected to be the occupant of the Soviet spacecraft Sputnik 2 that was launched into outer space on November 3, 1957.

Its been 4months now, she’s the daughter my aunt always craved for. May it be family dinners or local shopping, her presence is mandatory. I believe Laika didn't returned alive in Sputnik 2 because she had to be our Lyka - Angel from heaven.

Lyka || Isha

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My CuddleBear AUSTEN

“Take me home”, said the tiny tail with demanding eyes. The amour like sparkling eyes were craving for cuddles, when they met. 

Once upon a time, there lived a short messy girl. Talking to people wasn’t her cup of tea, people called her Miss. Hyper Introvert; books defined her life. Everything hallucinating at a faster pace, left her still in the middle. Escaping, was the road she planned to take. She decided to eliminate herself from life rather than sinking in middle. When everything was slipping apart, he jumped into her world to hold her upright.

Austen, the tiny fur ball craved for human touch when she hated it much. Rejuvenating her was the 1st on his list. In due course a lot things got better. He made her love herself all over again. She was back to life and this time with her best version. The short messy girl evolved into a chirping bird.

“It was 24th June 2015 when I held him for the 1st time, he was like a little cute adorable baby. I drove him home on my lap. He was too weak and malnourished when he came home. My mum being an anti pet person, kicked us out. LOL. We sat outside till the time dad was home. He manipulated things, convinced mom and took us inside. It was a task to enter home with Austen. “, said Himanshi (Austen’s stupid sister)

People say, they will conquer your hearts and then your beds. Well, Austen stole her life, added a pinch of happiness and served her back. He has now became a essential need in everyone’s life. After bringing her back to life, he changed it upside down and she accepted it with gladness.

From driving him home to cuddling up with him, things have changed so much in her life within a blink of an eye.

The world says she adopted him. She believed, he adopted her.

Himanshi || Austen