I Am a Dog..

I am a dog. Today i am going to narrate my story.  I know when i say about myself you all take interest. All most all of you.. i  have a lot to tell  Since  i feel that may be you all can feel and those who don’t love me at least  not hate me.  Ever since I am man’s best friend.   I love them unconditionally.  I love them with all  my love. I give my full heart. When I have to express and tell them that I love them  I lick them and I bounce my tail in air. Sometimes I become so happy to my human that I almost become breathless.  Human says there is God and It is in God’s hand to give and take life. So that God has given me only 12 years to live. Sometimes I stay for 3 or 4 years more.  It depends if I am not sick or humans car dont crush me on road or humans don’t beat me to death. But if I am staying at road then also I expect human to feed me a biscuits  and bread because I get hungry and i can not ask from my mouth. When i ask I have to bark and Sometimes human doesn’t like.  Some humans love me a lot like I do and some don’t. In that case they put hot water on me and they hate me because due to dirt and disease and burn skin i almost loose all my hair. I look ugly sometimes.  There are some human who bring me to their home but after some years they don’t like to keep me because either they have to leave the place or country .Sometimes they leave me in animal shelter.  When i go to an animal shelter i see other friends of mine. They stay in a cage and i also stay with them. The caretakers dont love me and others there. Day and night pass inside that damp  smelly cage. I become a prisoner. And i get paranoid. And i get into depression.  Ultimately i die . My wait for my human comes to an end.  Some of my dog friends are very fortunate. Some humans are very compassionate.  They really take care. Actually all i need is love and food and someone to play with me. In return i wait for them to come home till i die. I protect my human. I don’t allow strangers to come inside. I am scared of strangers.  Sometimes i feel they will take me from my human. Sometimes i  feel they will harm my human. I think a lot. That God has made me in that way. It is not my fault. I cry ,i laugh I love with my human. I am a dog and this is my story….