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A Real-life Dog Story

A Real-life Dog Story

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Published by jayabhargavamahajan
A short story for children and adults alike. Its a dog story. Enjoy it!
A short story for children and adults alike. Its a dog story. Enjoy it!

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Published by: jayabhargavamahajan on Oct 07, 2011
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A REAL-LIFE DOG STORY There is a well-to-do household in the picturesque hill station of Mussoorie, which has seven members; Mother, Father, Son No.1, SonNo.2, Grandmother, Grandfather and the dog Hitler. This is Hitler’sstory.Son No.1 was ten years old when his brother, Son No.2 was born. So,he said to his parents, “Now we only need a puppy to complete thefamily.” His mom said, “Look, that’s not gonna happen. I will goback to work once your brother is a few months old and you willhave to help to keep an eye on him. Who will have time to look afterthe dog?”Son No.1 pleaded, “I will manage everything mom. Just please agreeto get a dog, please!!!”Father intervened, “Listen son, getting a dog would be a bigresponsibility. He will need to be bathed, fed, vaccinated, taken forwalks and what not!”Son No.1, “But dad you are a veterinarian! With you around, howcan taking care of a dog be a problem? You do help mom around thehouse, especially when she is away at work. We will all manage, dad,please! PLEASE!”Cornered by the incessant pleading, Mother and Father promisedSon No.1 that they would get a dog as soon as they had built a biggerhouse, in which the dog would not be a nuisance to anyone. Pacified,Son No.1 agreed to be patient.Five years went by…..the large four-storey house was ready and SonNo.1, now 15 years old, started hounding his parents about thepromise they had made of ‘completing the family’.
 
So, Hitler, the Basset Hound, was purchased for rupees 30,000 andbrought home with much fan-fare. Son No.2, who is five years old,was the first one Hitler took a liking to. But the others didn’t reallymind, as they all enthusiastically discussed the variousresponsibilities they needed to take-up for Hitler’s sake.Mother would provide food, Father would take care of vaccinationsand fleas, Son No.1 would take Hitler for morning/evening walks andhelp the maid in bathing the dog. Son No.2 would play with Hitler,Grandmother and Grandfather would potty-train Hitler, just likethey did their grandsons.It all worked out fine for about a month. And then, the potty-trainingbecame too tiring for Grandmother and Grandfather, due to theiradvanced age. Mother volunteered to step-in. So, every morning atday-break she would urge Son No.1 (walks were his domain) toaccompany her and Hitler for the morning session, as soon as Hitler(now quite potty-trained) started whining promptly at 5am.Soon the maid complained that the bathing ritual was quite messyand took too much of her time as she had other households to reportto. So Mother soon became the partner with Son No.1 for the doggy-baths.
 
Next, Father became too busy setting-up his own veterinary clinic inwhich he charged hefty sums for vaccinations and flea-combat, sowhy would he want to provide ‘free’ services at home? So again,Mother stepped in.Son No.2 was now too interested in the new robots and toy planes hegot for his birthday, to want to throw ball for Hitler, so Hitler wouldinnocently lodge the ball in his jaw and run behind Mother, lookingup pleadingly at her with his puppy eyes. So in between preparingfood for the family and checking office e-mails, Mother would throwball for Hitler.

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