My Snowy, My Baby, My Love

 I wanted someone to not say a word to me, yet comfort me. I wanted someone to not judge me and still accept me the way I am. I wanted someone to show me that she can’t live without me, that I’m her world.

And I got such a someone. After my 10^th board results, it was easy to blackmail mom into getting me a puppy of my own. Little did she know that giving that one nod would change her and all of our lives so much. We welcomed Snowy to our house in 2009. It’s been 3 years and I can’t imagine my life without that little ball of fur.

Only those who have pets can truly understand what having a pet means. Sure, you’ve got to do all the dirty things, clean up and stuff but it’s all completely worth it. When there’s always someone who welcomes you back home after a tiring day as if you’d been gone for ages and licks your feet and takes away all your frustration and brings a smile to your face, it’s more than worth it.

The first time I saw Snowy, I fell in love. How could something be so cute and fragile? As she grew (and being an Apso, she didn’t grow so much physically), she taught me so many things. She taught me the meaning of unconditional love. She loves me even if I get a bad result. She would still climb into my lap in winters and keep me warm. She doesn’t judge me, doesn’t ask me where I’ve been or if I’ve been doing anything wrong. Except maybe when I’ve been with another puppy. Then she sniffs me all over with that accusing stare as if to say, “Who were you with?”  She doesn’t waste time being mad. If I irritate her and she gets angry, she would growl but if next second I scratch her neck, she would start purring.

I thought Edward was daft when he said he could watch Bella sleep all night. I can watch my Snowy sleep all day. Yes, she has grown fat but she is still the cutest creature I’ve known. She forces me to clean my room. Otherwise you would find a bundle of socks and other stuff in some corner of the house, all collected by this mischievous puppy. I used to think dogs are so brave and intelligent. It’s when I brought up my own dog that I realized how extremely scared and dumb they are. Or maybe it’s just my upbringing…

Snowy is scared of mice. And lizards. And everything that moves. But if I’m around, she thinks of herself as super-dog and barks at even the hugest of animals. She makes a face if I give her dog food. She has to eat whatever I’m eating. This way I get rid of the peas in my plate without being scolded by mom(hehehe). She would never sleep till the time everyone is home and in bed. If papa is late one day, she would sit at the door, waiting for him. She takes care of everyone as if she owns us. In a way, she does. She has got us all hooked on to her. Being a creature that can’t trap people with words or money, she does an awesome job keeping us addicted to her.