He was one of my family member but now he is no more but his memories will last forever will not be deleted from my mind and heart no matter what happened. I miss him deeply. I call him BOY. Well i know it sounds lame for some but for me its cute. I tried calling him in different nicks though but he chose to respond to this nick BOY. So this nick was chosen in our cooperation :) Personally, I think this nick suits his notorious character. I brought him home from my aunt's garden when he was just 3 days old. He was so tiny, just like a coca-cola can size, his eyes were closed. He was sleeping with his siblings. His mother abandoned the puppies and my aunt's workers saved them. Awwwww...I still remember how the 4 puppies were sleeping so peacefully ignoring the noise that my aunt's kids were making. He was the only one with a distinct black coat among the four. I took him by my hands and i still can remember how it felt although it happened five years ago. He was very soft. He was still sleeping although i carried him. I was a small girl back then. In my early teen years, i was very excited indeed. I chose him because he caught my attention among the four and i still remember my mother used to tell me that my grandma loved black colour puppies. There was a reason why my grandma was fond of black dogs. When my mom was a little girl their family pet, a black dog saved her life from a snake by sacrificing itself. So i thought its a good idea to take the black one. My dad liked him too. Happily i brought him back home. Initially my mom wasn't happy about that since its a big responsibility. With my darling daddy's help i managed to convince my mom to have him as my pet but at the end he became my friend :D. The one who live for me :)
HIS FIRST ATTACK
I always fed him with milk bottle and i spent most of my after school time with him. He was such a great companion. I adore the way he slept while drinking milk on my lap, the way he look at me, the way he fall asleep whenever i pat him or run my fingers on his fur and the way he hold the bottle with his four legs. The list can go on. He was exactly like a baby, i see no difference. After nearly a week he learnt to walk. Each time he walk he would trip but he will try his best to stand and walk again. Exactly how a baby learn to walk, he learnt to walk quite fast. My mom slowly introduced him milk with bread then with rice. That cute lil fella was very small size, so he can walk outside and inside of the house via the house gate designs. Which is big enough for him to enter and even he can go outside to road with the main gate designs but he afraid to do so. One fine day when i came back from school, he was kind of complaining to me with some kind of noises. I was like what happened. When i carry him only i realized, there were some wound on his face on which my mom had applied some antibiotic cream. I inquired my mom what happened and she told me what my little naughty puppy did. When he grew up a little he thought he could fight off a small cat. In return the cat gave him a taste of its claws but it was a good lesson for him. The next time he see a cat, he just bark by staying in the house compound without going out and fighting with the cats.
NOTORIOUS
Practically he destroyed all of our shoes due to his teething process. He even bite those flower pots. Whatever he gets he bites, whenever he enter in the house he smuggle something and run outside and we have to run after him to get it in the original form itself..LOL. By being late for 3 minutes, you might not get back the thing. Its either in his digestive system or it is beyond recognisable state. Everytime i bath him i will be laughing my ass off. That laughing stock don't like to bath, i have to chain him if i wana bath him. He will be making noise as if people are raping him. He even call my mom for aid. He likes the soaping part but not the water part. He likes it when i soap his face. He feels too comfy till that his eyes open and close in a slow phase and while i soap he will be licking his body which means he eat the soap too. Hahahaha. Later, when i release him, he will be running all over the porch by hitting on the wall. ( the peachy wall turned brown in 6 months) and then he rub his nose on floor. I bath him so hardly but he become dirty so easily in such a short time. Usually after baths he will be very tired. Even me will be tired to have him bathed, because of the process chaining, bathing,and finally releasing. When chaining him to bath, its very hard. He knows he gonna bath and he wont come near you. So i have to use various kind of techniques like patting him for a longer time, calling him near by giving food or show excessive love or sit on the floor with him..oh god..hahaha. What an experience?!?!
