I love Roshogullas! My mother’s explanation to that is when she was pregnant with me, she was gifted a matka full of roshogullas by my uncle! It was always her favorite sweet and so it is mine…. And so it is Bubu’s! Bubu is not my daughter, she’s my dog! And the strangest part of her is that she likes everything that I like to eat!
Sweets are bad for dogs and one should never feed sweets to a dog, but bubu starts to cry if she gets the smell and is not given at least 1 roshogulla, she can even gulp down the sugar syrup within seconds if I let her!
Ice creams everybody loves…..but I don’t understand why she likes the same flavour as me. I prefer the vanilla flavor and so does she. No kidding, she won’t finish off a strawberry or a butterscotch, chocolate she’s ok with- so am I!
The only difference between us is that she’s a fishetarian and I am not.
If I am eating a mango, I simply pass her the peel and she happily devours it!
She loves chickoo too, it also happens to be my favourite fruit!
Bubu means the world to me! She’s a daughter, a friend, and a loyal faithful companion!
I don’t know what I would do without her!
Here’s a prayer of a dog written by Beth Norman Harris, Kindly go through it, it’s what I see in Bubu’s eyes!
A Dog’s Prayer
Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world’s sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footsteps falls upon my waiting ear.
When it is cold and wet, please take me inside, for I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements. And I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth. Though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land, for you are my god and I am your devoted worshiper.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food, that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life should your life be in danger.
And, beloved master, should the great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest - and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.
Bang on from a true animal lover ;-). Loved the poem.
ReplyDeleteMe too. It was written on a dog care book that I bought when i got Bubu home! After I read that poem I could never really hit her even if she ate daddy's legal files! :)
ReplyDeleteHitting is really bad! i've seen some other dog owners hitting thier dog in order to control them! 1st and foremost they dont take into account that its an animal, its not a human to behave with manners and all that.
Really, people who dont understand basics about an animal should not keep a pet!
Beautiful. Although I have read them once earlier, these lines brought tears to my eyes. I feel we should all put these on our blogs so more people read these lines. If we can make even one person think twice before hurting their companion animals, we have achieved something. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteAnd give my hug to Bubu. My dogs eat sugary treats too, they eat whatever we eat.
And isn't sugar is bad for humans?
:-)
ReplyDeleteyeah sure! Bubu absolutely loves hugs!!