Guest at the gate : Bruno
It was monsoon night, around eight
I heard a 'Ddhap' sound on the gate
Was a bit unusual,
Can't be man,
May be some animal
Scared inside, made myself to find
Saw a hungry and sickly dog,
behind
Opened the gate and got him to shed
Offered some milk and bread.
He wagged his tail and done with
the meal
Expression in his eyes were easy to
feel
He sneaked to the corner, slept for
night
Next few weeks, he was out of sight
One winter day, he rushed into my
garage
Scared to death and deprived of
courage
Chased and attacked, by a pack of
mongrels
Was also beaten-up by some idiot
scoundrels
He had bite wounds, skin torn and
bleeding
Looked at me shivering, limping
and pleading
We gave him shelter and some food
Put one blanket, to make him feel
good
He was skimpy and eyes were
sunken
Scared out of wits and terror
stricken
Someone told me,
He was abandoned by his master
For poor fellow,
My garage became his shelter
Dogs were not allowed in our home,
but nevertheless,
My wife reserved an ear for
needy and helpless
We bathe him next day, dressed his
cuts,
Nursed his wounds and filled his
guts.
In few days,
He regained his confidence
Retrieved his prudence
Looking healthy and happy
Playful and Naughty
Became centre of our attention
A topic for family to have everyday
discussion
We started missing him,
when he use to go out of sight
Quite often he became
a cause of our fight
No one realised,
when we started loving him
No one realised,
When he became a comrade of our
team
Once, a Guest at the gate,
Now, Mr Bruno is Host at the door
- Col Vasant Ballewar.
My Take
Was reminded of our own Bruno, a chestnut-brown Dobermann, who was with us from 1992, when he was brought in as a pup from Lekha's uncle at Bangalore, till his passing away in 2003.
Tailpiece
Got up at our usual time, the chores and was ready by a half past 9. The Pure Flames reps had come in to service the stove but since a burner requires to be changed, they'd taken its photos to return with a new one, sometime next week. So, that work has also been taken up and should get to its logical conclusion soon.
It was monsoon night, around eight
I heard a 'Ddhap' sound on the gate
Was a bit unusual,
Can't be man,
May be some animal
Scared inside, made myself to find
Saw a hungry and sickly dog,
behind
Opened the gate and got him to shed
Offered some milk and bread.
He wagged his tail and done with
the meal
Expression in his eyes were easy to
feel
He sneaked to the corner, slept for
night
Next few weeks, he was out of sight
One winter day, he rushed into my
garage
Scared to death and deprived of
courage
Chased and attacked, by a pack of
mongrels
Was also beaten-up by some idiot
scoundrels
He had bite wounds, skin torn and
bleeding
Looked at me shivering, limping
and pleading
We gave him shelter and some food
Put one blanket, to make him feel
good
He was skimpy and eyes were
sunken
Scared out of wits and terror
stricken
Someone told me,
He was abandoned by his master
For poor fellow,
My garage became his shelter
Dogs were not allowed in our home,
but nevertheless,
My wife reserved an ear for
needy and helpless
We bathe him next day, dressed his
cuts,
Nursed his wounds and filled his
guts.
In few days,
He regained his confidence
Retrieved his prudence
Looking healthy and happy
Playful and Naughty
Became centre of our attention
A topic for family to have everyday
discussion
We started missing him,
when he use to go out of sight
Quite often he became
a cause of our fight
No one realised,
when we started loving him
No one realised,
When he became a comrade of our
team
Once, a Guest at the gate,
Now, Mr Bruno is Host at the door
- Col Vasant Ballewar.
My Take
Was reminded of our own Bruno, a chestnut-brown Dobermann, who was with us from 1992, when he was brought in as a pup from Lekha's uncle at Bangalore, till his passing away in 2003.
Tailpiece
Got up at our usual time, the chores and was ready by a half past 9. The Pure Flames reps had come in to service the stove but since a burner requires to be changed, they'd taken its photos to return with a new one, sometime next week. So, that work has also been taken up and should get to its logical conclusion soon.
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