Day 23: Fur babies
It was a dark, cold December night
Made colder by the incessant rain
Shivering and bedraggled, barely three weeks old
He walked into our lives, following my eldest sibling.
We were floored by his chocolate eyes
And his dappled, shiny coat
Mom, a stickler for cleanliness, was wary
We begged her to keep him for one night
Reluctantly she allowed us to keep him in a box.
“Just one night, mind you!” she warned!
Next morning saw him pawing the door
To go out and do his business!
Needless to say mom’s heart melted in a trice
He became the fifth sibling.
He came without a manual
We had never been owned by a pet
But his easygoing manner and fierce loyalty
Made going easy for all of us.
He was our playmate, our bodyguard
Participating in all our conversations
Sitting on his favourite chair
And generally having a blast scaring others!
Panting under our beds on hot summer nights
Snuggling at our feet on cold winter ones
He became an integral part of us.
He grew up to be a handsome dog
Loved by everyone, feared by strangers
His devotion saw him running behind our car
to movie theatre as well as my siblings’ college
Waiting patiently and then following back!
But perhaps mom commanded the most respect
One stern look from her and he would quietly slink away
He loved playing with dad,
who would feed him tidbits under the table.
Almost thirteen years he was with us
Never ill for a single day
So when his heart just gave way one November evening
It broke our family’s collective heart
Even after so many years
We haven’t had the heart to give it to another pet.
(Written for OctPoWriMo)
Poetry form: Ode