a story...........

Koon..Koon..my speechless friend

 

While I was waiting for the bus on the bus stand for the bus, I saw a puppy sitting in the corner of the rain shelter at the bus stand. It was itching badly and blood was oozing out from its skin. I went near it and tried to watch it closely. I was expecting that it will try to bite me so I was prepared for that but surprisingly it didn't. I felt a kind of connection with this puppy. In the meanwhile a bus came, stopped and went. I missed the bus. It was quite late in the evening so I telephoned my younger brother to come to this bus-stand with the car and take me along. Bus stand was about 5 Km from my house.

I was busy looking at the puppy  when my brother, Saurabh reached in his car to take me along. I said bye to the little pup and moved towards the car. While I was about to step into the car, I saw that puppy coming after me. It was doing koon..koon. I couldn't leave the puppy there to be alone in the dark cold night. I picked it up and put into the car. Saurabh looked at it then didn't say anything.

Soon we reached home. The next problem was where to keep this bleeding, itching dirty pup? There was no separate kennel house for a pup in my home. Saurabh brought a box and packed it with the paper cuttings and covered these with an old towel.  The little bed in the little box house was ready for the little pup. I gave a bath to this pup and patted him dry in front of room heater. He ate two eggs and a bowel of milk, perhaps it was starving there in the rain shelter.During night too I could hear its koon..koon coming out of puppy house.

Next Morning I took him to the vet, he told me that it was having mange and needed treatment for a longer duration. He also advised to vaccinate it against Rabies and six other diseases including deadly Parvo and Distemper infections. I did as the vet instructed. Within one month, our puppy whom we had named koon...koon was looking healthy. Koon...Koon is still my speechless best friend after six years of companionship that begun from a rain shelter in the bus-stand.

 


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