Home School (Part-1)

So as I started to live in my new home I started getting familiar with the other humans who lived In the house with my hooman. There were all together 3 more humans in the house-his mother,father and a brother as well ..I used to spend a lot of my time playing around in the house looking out of the window at the birds that's sat on the trees and obviously slept a lot. I love sleep ...sleep is bae❤. One fine afternoon I was chewing one of my hooman's slipper and I looked at something which looked exactly like me. It was black colour like me and moved exactly at the same time as me. On top of that it was borking at the same time as I was. God my mind was completely boggled.   I was so curious and scared at the same time .I looked at it for the last time and I ran away towards my hooman. I wasn't sure if it was safe or not so I went to my hooman who was already  laughing so hard and kept on saying that " afraid of her own reflection" and recording my video.  And I was left alone again( I still don't understand his language completely) thinking what  stupidity I did that he had to take out his phone.  Seriously I will snatch that phone one day and chew it hard till it tears ( I hope it's  made of cloth) . He never records me when I do something smart . He is a bit mean about this.
Then days passed by so like a month later when I was 4months old,there was this new human who came to our house. He had a weird attire and was very tiny compared to my hooman. He had a kind of pouch filled with something that smelled really good . My mouth was full of water. While I was trying to make out his motive, out of now where he gave me something to eat from his pouch. I was like why is he giving me food. I gave a questioning look to my hooman and as always he didn't get it. He needs to learn my sign language. So I did what I thought was best. I just ate it 😂🙈. Then this human used to come every day doing the same thing, I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do so I just tilted my head and thought about it. Once when he was giving me that delicious thing to eat, he tried to pull my paw and immediately I pulled it back. I thought he'll hurt me ( me smol na) . Then later I when I was thinking about this man, I  realized he wanted me to give my paw to him . So I started to understand it slowly and that's how my school life started. Yeah ,yeah don't make a fuss about it , I was home schooled. He used to visit me everyday making me do different things and would treat me if I would do it correctly. And drum roll please...  my favorite of all the things he taught me was rolling on my back . He used to call it roll over . And duh!  I was expert in it. It was easy for me to grasp it as I used to do it when me and my brothers and sisters played...and he taught me a lot of other dog things like sitting down ..roll toward right or left ..I used to have a lot of fun doing it but you know I am lazy and that was too much of physical exercise for my liking but anyways I still did because you know , I love my hooman and me doing all of those things made him happy ❤.. And also because ,I cared about the tasty treats he used to bring with him ( well, this was the main reason) ...
PS. Don't tell my hooman.

DAY 1

The very next day i woke up was quite a bright morning for my liking. I was too lazy to do anything but sleep...you know right,how it is....but I could feel my dog senses crying out loud to get my nose and look around the place. So finally I woke up moving from room to room(believe me they were huge for someone so tiny like me)  looking at different people in the house. I saw my hooman sitting on the sofa. He saw me coming and rushed to me pick me up and started patting on my head, massaged my ears .That felt so good that I was already getting succumbed to the dream land when I heard a roar sound.. it was coming from within me and then I had a late realisation . Yeah I was hungry. Very hungry. It had been quite a while since I last ate. I was looking at him with my puppy eyes( big and shiny)  so that I could get something to eat. I could see him melting bit by bit and when he exhaled loudly I knew I had him. Hurrayyyy.  Then he gave me food mixed with water because you know it's hard . Later that afternoon there were a lot of humans coming in to the house. I have a question . Why are humans so  humongous .They all wanted to play with me and well you don't need to ask me , YES even I wanted to sniff them all. I went around between their legs making various shapes,getting patted on my head , ohh yeah I felt special 😊. Everyone picked me up, gave me things to eat, it was quite fun ...but all this exercise made me dead tired and eventually I was into deep slumber. Later I woke up my hooman by borking at him. He is just like me deep sleeper. He took me for a walk because guess what , it was pee-o-clock!!!!! But as tiny am I,  I couldn't hold myself and ended up doing it on the stairs itself. My hooman rushed me outside but it was all in vain. The dark pupper inside me was happy😈. And yes you guess it right, all I did was play in the mud when I got outside and got myself all covered up ,head to toe, proudly. Then I went back up and had my sweetest nap of all time( I could call this as understatement of the year) and later when I was tired of sleeping😛, I sat beside  my big hooman looking at the setting sun on the balcony. That's how my first day at this new place came to end.
Oh my god who is cutting onions, nevermind I always tear up when I think about the first day.☺

MY HOOMAN

After my brother's and sisters were gone, I was left alone with my mother. I didn't have anyone to play with any more.. all I did was stick around with my mother feeling kind of scared that someone would also come and take me away from her. It was quite for the next couple of weeks but one evening there was this young boy who visited our house. He was talking to the humans of our house and later he came inside. I didn't know what he wanted but he gave me a look and was too overjoyed to see me. Even i had a teeny tiny good feeling about this human. And then he left, I felt a bit sad, but you know that's okay.
The very next day he was here again, now with a whole bunch of other humans. They had a talk, I still was too small to understand their language. After few minutes ,they put my food and my blanket in a small basket and my mom was taken to another room, I started to have a panic attack . I borked at them, but they were unfazed by it. I was mumma do the same when in danger but somehow now it wasn't working. Alas, I was taken away by them. I tried to call my mother but my voice couldn't reach her and just like my brother and sister even I was gone too . I was a little bit scared as to where they were taking me. I was in the basket for the entire time and after sometime we reached somewhere. That same human opened my basket there and picked me up and massaged my ears. As he was doing this , I had a good feeling about this human. I was feeling less scared to be with him ,that is when I realised that he was "My Hooman". He kept me down and I started to do what I loved the most. I went around with my nose to a couple of places but I was too tired and then i collapsed to my dream world. I couldn't sleep much and woke up in the middle of the night. I was feeling fresh, so I started walking in a bit of crooked manner since I just woke up. I wanted so see what was the surrounding like, as I had all kinds of new smells and this was making my sense go woof!!..As I was roaming around the bed the humans  woke up and started looking  at me and were showing me a thing that was looking like a flat box, I think they called it a phone.  I tried to climb the bed but it was out of my reach, too high 😪so I gave up and sat down biting my new toy. Then my hooman came to me and sat close to me and picked me up and kept me on his lap and eventually I fell asleep on his soft lap .

Rendezvous

The blogs would be divided into 2 parts they contain both my dog and my point of view stories . So this one is from my point of view.
Hello peeps this blog would be about me . I was this average young (dumb and broke) boy who was pretty scared of dogs in my earlier life. I would literally have goosebumps when a dog started barking even if it wasn't on me but later like every teenager, even I had a wish to have a dog of my own.  So after a lot of contemplation, I finally gathered enough courage to ask my mom about keeping a dog. My mom replied that I will have to ask my father. And thus the difficulty levels rose to positive infinity. Believe me... It was a real tough task .
I went to him  and asked whether we could keep a dog. He pondered about it and said "No" (blunt and straight) with the explanation that there would be a lot of care needed for it and that you won't be able to concentrate on your studies (that typical "Indian" parent excuse). Now ,since he denied,there was nothing that I could do about  it because, I needed my dad's permission to keep a dog. So I started looking for ways in which I could convince him. Let me tell you... All in vain.
A couple of weeks later we went to meet our relatives in Pune(Maharashtra). We had a family gathering there for couple of days. I spoke to one of my cousins and he happened to know someone who had a dog at their place and are ready to sell their puppies. I was really on cloud nine imagining everything😅. Me and my cousin went to see those puppies the very next day (as you know I couldn't contain my happiness) . When we reached the place, there was this beautiful lawn in front of their house which was pretty spacious and actually very soft 😗 as we went on inside I saw that they had three dogs and I was so excited to see them, as well as scary chills passed through my bones. We took our seats and had a small chat with them. I couldn't control myself (obviously) and ended up asking them if they had any dog puppies with them in the middle of a conversation, abruptly and that I would like to buy one if they had any. They said that their dog recently had some babies and all of them were already sold, I could hear my heart shattering into pieces . But just as I was trying to cope with that  broken heart ,they said that there was one puppy left but she was pretty weak and was  smallest amongst the pack . Well here come a challenge and I with due respect accept it.I said no problem and asked whether I could just see her. To which they nodded. I rushed inside the house where I could hear very cute tiny whimpering of a pupper waking up. That was the very first time I saw my Queen. She was sitting close to her mother, keeping her head on her stomach . She was really small and very very cute . She was this black Labrador 🐶 she had these biiigggg brown eyes👁 and a wet tiny nose🐽 with ears covering half of her face. She looked very serene.
She was so cute that all I wanted was to pick her up and run away🙈but I was really scared of her mother ( Till this day I wonder what would have been her reaction) . She sat there looking at me and pure rage . Later in the evening ,I showed my mother her photos and she really liked her(who couldn't) and then all that was left was to convince my father(again) and with a little support from my cousin and my mother we unbelievably managed to convince my dear father to get me a dog ❤.

This is my part of the story how I tried and finally convinced my father to get me a dog.