I always loved dogs. When I got this ultra cute three-months-old Dachshund, I felt as if I am on cloud nine. SO CUTE!
So shiny, soft and so innocent. His face, eyes, nose, legs, ears... everything. The way he walked towards me, the way he would sneeze, the way he looked at me was overwhelming. He was the best gift ever. I could play with him for hours even when I am stressed,Bruno acted as the best stress buster,He would play,bite,bark and be there at all times. He knows how to play hide and seek... If I would hide myself he would look for me to find me, dachsund's are intelligent dogs, very brainy german dog.
If I have to practice something, I can always practice in front of him... he would watch me playing Sitar as if he enjoy's. There have been times that I had emotional outbursts,if i go near him, he would simply lick my hand as if he understands and would pamper me. There is nothing as pure as the love of your dog. When you take them out for a walk they would walk beside you to protect you. Dogs love you for who you are. their love is pure and unconditional. All they need is love, you give love and receive loads in return.
But now that he is no more, I miss him at all times, I still cant get over the idea of his death, for me he wasnt just a pet but somebody so close.....People come and people go whats constant is the change, and Im trying to bear with this Change....
Miss you and love you :) mwah |
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