Noddy mania!

I dedicate my first blog to the love of my life. Okay! Second love of my life, to be precise. He's my (now 3 years and a month) labrador. Talk about selfless love and I am always reminded of him. He's a true glutton and can get harrowingly irritable with his food pursuits but but but he's one of the best things that happened to me in this lifetime :)) (Some hint of drama here)

They say, if you don't have a pet at home, you haven't had the best experiences in life. I so agree. As a child I used to be petrified of dogs. There was an amount of curiosity surrounding them but I always chose to stand at a distance, even with friendly pet dogs. My belief was- animals are animals! I remember an ageing aunt who was addicted to her pom. I always found it amusing, how she would rate her dog above her husband. Back then, it was a feeling I could not understand but today I do.

The case is not much different for my other half. My husband told me an interesting incident from his teenage. He was once dating a girl who had a pet dog. He used to despise him totally because they never got any peaceful 'lone' moments when the dog was alive. And he couldn't understand why the girl used to rant endlessly about her dog's likes, dislikes, experiences on their dates. When her dog died, for obvious reasons she went into a phase of isolation. Deep inside my husband (then, her BF) was glad but he gave the sobbing girlfriend a helping, reassuring shoulder and wished she never keeps one again! Well, that's past. Today he's crazier for Noddy... much more than me.

All animal lovers (and otherwise) must have heard about the novel and movie, Marley & Me. Though I have never had the courage to read the book or watch it, but I did catch few glimpses of it last month when it was telecast on Star Movies. It pierced my heart.

I at times do imagine about the time when Noddy won't be around. And believe me or not, the thought everytime sends a chill down my spine. Something as 'routinely' insignificant as coming home is an experience with Noddy around. His love is something you cannot miss. Step out of his eyes even for 10 minutes and he greets you with an excitement that cannot miss your heart. On days (that are extremely rare) when he sees me cry, he quietly sits next to me, at times with his face on my lap. If I instruct him not to do something and he still does it, the angst on my face makes him go weak and he has this unique way of apologising. When we are out on walks, he never leaves my side. Even when he's excited to sniff and 'investigate' everything around, he keeps looking back to check on me!! Words are failing me as I try to narrate my experiences with him so I quit. I don't want to get all sobby in my first post.

Here he is cuddling up in his bed next to me, unaware that he's being blogged about :)) I don't even have to use words or gestures. He knows I love him tonnes!!