Pawsible Weekly: April Update

It’s been a while since I’ve done regular posts on the blog. It’s good to be back to the mundane but yet I’ll miss the AtoZ Challenge what kept me on my toes.

I planned to write A to Z Things I’ve Learned from the Dogs but I only partially succeeded, as I was lost many a time about what to write. What I did manage though was to have the dogs in every post. It was all about them, oh well, there was always something about them. :D

Before I get to a quick update on all the dogs have been up to in April. Here’s a quick list of my A to Z posts.

Appreciate – Everything, Even The Little Things

Befriend – More Curious Less Cautious

Celebrate – Thats What Life’s For

Dedication – Keep At It Until You Are Satisfied

Entertain – In All Ways and Forms

Fulfil – Your Destiny

Get Off Your Ass – Get Moving

Holiday – Impulsively

Instinct – It’s a Gut Feeling

Joy – Rejoice the Little Things

Kindness – A Special Type of Kind

Leisure – Stop and Stare

Masti – It’s All About Having Fun

Naughty and Nice – Makes for Some Spice

Opportunity – Grab It

Play – It’s Not Just for the Young

Quality and Quantity – The Eternal Battle

Resilient – Bounce Back, Slowly but Surely

Sensitivity – Unto Others and Yourself

Tolerance – Understand and Accept

Unique – As We All Are

Vice – There Should Be At Least One

Wisdom – What’s Wise All About

Xenial – Hello Stranger!

Young-at-Heart – The Child Within

Zestful – Go For It With Zeal

Now for the updates...

Summer here in it’s full glory and the dogs are showing the effects of the heat too. They prefer to be indoors where the granite floors our cold most of the day. You should see the speed with with they troop in after we have cleaned the house. Wet floors and flooded porches are a particular favourite.



Our bedroom is coooler than the rest of the house me thinks, so they dogs line up at bed time and charge into the room even before we can make it there. Our bedroom’s a dorm in the nights with 8 people sprawled out!

The heat is also showing effects in food. The mongrels both prefer chicken to beef. There is a fair bit of fuss when it comes to red meat, so I’m doing T-bone steaks which the dogs enjoy on some days and chicken in the rest. We’re also experimenting with kibble.

All seem to be taking to kibble well, except for William whose tummy seems to be taking time to get accustomed to it. Last time we tried a three day kibble drill, William acted all funny why eating, his eyes would droop and he’d look dopey as soon as he started eating and the look lasted for a while after. Two days in his appetite dropped.

I’m going to try another cycle of kibble this week. Smaller portions for William with more frequency in feeding. Let’s see how he takes to it this time. One option is to give up on kibble, but I’d like the dogs tummies to flex so this time I’m going to push it slow and steady until William’s tummy settles. Will keep you posted.



Max’s one ear has been bad for a while now. We first tried ACV for a while and it definitely made it better but the issue didn’t completely go away, so we took him to CUPA and started him on a course of antibiotic ear drops. The course also showed some improvement but now the course is over, it seems like he’s sliding back. There’s more goo coming out the ear everyday. Not smelling but sticky dark brown gunk. Time for another Vet visit.

All else is good at Pawsible… As always the pack is making everything possible at Pawsible! :P
What have you and your fur friends been up to?

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Reflections: A to Z Challenge 2015

Yoohoo!!! It’s May 1st, and that means the A to Z challenge is complete. That’s 26 days of blogging by the alphabet. And I even managed to fill in the Sundays, so that’s 30 days of continuous blogging!

In 10 years of blogging, I don’t think I’ve ever done a complete month of non-stop blogging. This is an achievement to celebrate. :)

I’d done the A to Z Challenge last year but not as a part of the challenge. This time it was great fun and I’m looking forward to next year. Big thanks to Arlee Bird who started the AtoZ Challenge in 2010 and the entire team who makes the A to Z Challenge possible every year. Thanks and Big Hugs all you guys! :)

Achievements
I managed to write 26 posts and complete the challenge. On time too! :D I tend to put off writing a lot of times so this one is something to write about. The commitment to write for the month was a learning experience. I almost lived every moment in the blog, spending my day thinking about the topic, words, ideas, layout, and all that stuff even before I sat down to write.

Days when I couldn’t think, or didn’t write, I felt guilty, and the guilt drove me. Being accountable, even if it was to a challenge and not a person helped. It made me stick it out. It made me realise I could write no matter what, I just needed to sit down and type.



Challenges Yet
I did do 26 days of posts but I cheated a bit too. :D I missed a couple of days in between and landed up posting for two days on one day. I really need to learn how to manage a editorial calendar and schedule a head of time. It might help me find more time for reading other blogs too.

The challenge wasn’t just about writing, it was also about reading atleast 5 new blogs everyday. I managed to do this religiously for about a week and a half, then life threw a spanner like it does often and I slipped up. By week three I even stopped trying to read blogs.

This is a guilt thats eating me up. I need to correct this. I need to learn to manage time better and find time to read. In the two weeks I did read other blogs, I found some wonderful blogs that I’m following and looking forward to reading in future.

Last year the AtoZ guys had the A to Z Post Challenge Road Trip 2014 that you could sign-up to and use as way to chart through all the blogs that participated in the challenge. I’m hoping there’ll be one this year too for I’d like to do this and complete the bit I didn’t finish in the challenge.

And that brings a close to the A to Z Challenge 2015. Looking forward to April next year, hoping that by then I’ll be more organised and my blog will have got better direction. I need to learn so much more about blogging.

So, now what next… Sarah’s Arrow’s 30 Day Blogging Challenge. I'd opted out of it when Che announced our March end holiday. Now it’s time to complete it. I hope I learn all that Sarah promises to teach in time for the Ultimate Blog Challenge in July.

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Zestful - Go For It With Zeal

Today’s the last day of the AtoZ Challenge. Come Monday I’ll be back to regular posting on the blog. The challenge has been fun but I’m looking forward to getting back to regular mundane blogging again. :D

Trying to choose my word with Z, I though ‘zestful’ would be apt to close with. The dictionary defines Zestful as full of energy and enthusiasm. This is how I'd want my blogging to be, I want to blog with zeal.



Zestful is a word I’d use for my first and my youngest dogs. It applies to the others too but with them it’s only in certain areas. With Cuckoo and Elu it applies in every thing.

There is nothing I can think of that Elu and Cuckoo do without their whole heart. They put their everything into everything they do. Where they find the energy for it all is a great mystery to me but they find the energy for everything.



I’ve even tried taking them for long walks that leave them tired with their tongue-lolling out but give them a sip of water and say shall we go and up they are again wondering what you plan to do next.

And those enthusiasm levels are the same no matter what. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a walk you are proposing or a trip to the terrace, the energy levels and excitement is the same. Nothing is boring to these two, everything is an adventure packed with fun.

They have an amazing outlook to life, a way of living that leads to full life!

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Young-at-Heart - The Child Within

Being young-at-heart is something I didn’t understand or appreciate when I was younger. Now as I get older I notice the inner child a lot more and enjoy it too.

As I’ve gotten older, I’ve gotten more serious, more busy and less playful. Maybe it’s the responsibilities that have creeped in, or the traumas of day to day life.

But what ever the reasons may be, losing that child within - that smiles at silly things, thrills at simple joys and finds happiness and joy in everything, - is not to be allowed.

 



 

I still remember Cuckoo as a puppy her naughtiness and playfulness had us constantly wondering when she would grow up. But neither did we notice time pass nor how the playfulness receded over the years.

But when Elu came last August suddenly the quietness of our house became apparent. She brought everyone to life with her peppiness, her puppy playfulness and knack for making mischief.

The dogs who had become quite, sedentary and solitude seeking, suddenly sprang into play. Well, truthfully it wasn’t sudden, Elu had her work cut out as she nudged each dog into becoming a puppy again.



Elu went at each dog relentlessly, slowing working her way into their hearts and lives and over time she has gotten each one of them to become a little bit of a puppy again.

Maybe they don’t play as much as she does but in a day everyone of them plays a little, sometimes with her, sometimes with someone else, and sometimes with themselves.

But no matter what, everyday I get to see a little bit of puppyness in each of them, and I’m reminded that ‘You can’t help getting older, but you don’t have to get old.’

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Xenial - Hello Stranger!

It’s almost the end of the A to Z Challenge but now in the last few days it gets the most difficult, with X, Y and Z throwing up the big challenges.

Try finding words with X! That's tough as it is, add to that the twist of the word being positive and meaningful and you leave yourself just a couple of words to choose from. So well, after a lot of searching and pondering, my choice for X is Xenial.

Xenial relates to hospitality or relations between a host and guest. It traces its roots to Greece where it defined customs between people of different cities. It means being hospitable to stangers and foreigners who are visiting and in it's adjective form it could also mean giving gifts to strangers.

 



 

Cuckoo House. This is what most people who've ever been home call our house. If you've ever visited I'll not have to explain. But for those who haven't, after Cuckoo came home 7 years ago, the house was ours no more. Cuckoo is the dog you first meet at the gate, she is always at the gate, the face of our home.

She is a dog you never forget after you've met her. A strong personality she makes an impression for sure, it may be good or bad but a strong and lasting impression it is. She has always been somewhat an enigma, there are just to many times I haven't been able to figure her out.

Why she takes to some people and not others is a mystery. The ones she takes too, go away to forever ask about her first when they call, or look forward to meeting her when they return. Those she doesn't like (thank god, that's a rarity), rarely return.



But she isn’t the most xenial of my dogs at all times, being the moody temperamental one that she is. The others balance her out with their love and care. Mainly the ones who are the xenial ones in my house are Buddha, Max and Elu in age order, in xeniality it’d be reverse.

Elu melts and wins over every heart. If we had a Miss Xeniality competition, she’d win it hands down. She knows just what it takes to please people, and can read people to know what would melt whose heart.

Both mongrels but both so different. Yet what they have in common is a knack of winning people over, of worming into their hearts, curling up there and staying for ever.

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Wisdom - What’s Wise All About

I’ve been unable to decided between ‘wholehearted’ and ‘wisdom’ all of today but now at the end of the day, wisdom it shall be for I haven’t told you much about Buddha until now and this is the word for him.

Buddha or #BuddhaTheWise as we call him, came into our lives about 4 years ago. A timid retiring little thing Buddha was hardly ever heard and sometimes not even seen. He spent his first Diwali with his head stuck between the wall and the beanbag and the crackers made a racket.

 



 

Buddha had always been a timid dog, we had been told. He did like confrontations and his way of avoiding that was to become the side-kick Tiger at a very young age. Tiger was the alpha of the pack and Windward Kennels and no one messed with Buddha as messing with him was messing with Tiger.

But that didn’t take away from Buddha in anyway for he won best in breed 7 times and was one of the stud dogs at Windward. Life was good for Buddha who preferred to sit and stare at birds and bees rather than chase them. That is until Tiger passed away.

Things changed then, he suddenly didn’t have his bodyguard anymore, he started getting noticed, pounced on and he began to retreat into himself. The Buddha we brought home was a timid dog who spent most of the day under chairs keeping out of everyones reach. We hoped a change of pack would give him a new life.



Four years later, looking back I know we couldn’t have been more right. Buddha has blossomed into a dog all his own. He scolds you for everything, charges out with the pack at strange sounds and strangers, and can be the cutest thing at times.

 

https://youtu.be/a8fell3HJfE

 

He isn’t the dog we brought home any more. Still timid around people, he stands up for himself just fine with dogs. Interestingly William, my Golden Retriever is most scared of Buddha who makes him toe the line with such ease.

Now that you know so much about Buddha, lets get to the topic of this post - wisdom. This is one thing I’ve seen in large quantities in Buddha. He knows when to fight and more importantly when to walk away. Most often, we rather walk away then have a fight. He spends hours in contemplation and I’d give so much to find out what he’s thinking.

Buddha is so wise, he even looks wise! :D

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Vice - There Should Be At Least One

Yesterday, when I realised that today’s letter was ‘V’ I started to shortlist words. There weren’t too many to choose from and none seemed satisfactory. 'Vice’ though kept cropping up.

There isn’t much to write about vice and to top that, it’s a word with negative connotations. I spent last night and most of today thinking how I would work it in. I even tried to look for other easier words but vice just didn’t go away.

Then I turned to Google for rescue. Here’s two meanings google lists -

- immoral or wicked behaviour.
- an immoral or wicked personal characteristic.

Now I’m not going into the immoral part but the wicked seemed right up my ally, or for that matter the dogs ally. :D

My doggies are angels, yes, but they can surface the devil sometimes. And each one has their own unique little devil-dog with his trident.

Elu loves to chew on things and a lot of times, it things she shouldn’t be chewing. Like the dress she made holes in this morning.



Senti has a silly OCD of licking, he has his favourite spots in the courtyard and then he just licks and licks and licks the same spot.

Senti being told off... Not that it bothers him in any way :D #LifeAsFreya #Sentimeter #InspectorSentimeter #dachshund #weinerdog #dachshundsofinstagram #dogsofinstagram #DailyDoggieDose

A video posted by @freya3377 on Mar 1, 2015 at 10:05pm PST

Cuckoo is a cranky bitch. She loses it when there is another dog on the other side of the gate and in her frenzied state she takes out her excitement on any dog that’s stupid enough to be around her in the heat of the moment.



Max considers some of the weirdest things as food and the yuckiest thing I caught him eating is human feces. I know, yuck!



William chooses to sleep in the oddest of spots, and then gets upset when you jump over him to get to the kitchen. He’s like a walking obstacle course.



Then there’s Buddha, who is an all round wonderful dog, except that he will scold you for everything. Tell him to go out and he’ll bark at you. Call him for dinner and make him wait and you’ll get told off. Scold a dog and he’ll scold you, he’ll even scold the dogs when they argue.



All of these may not seem like negatives but that depends on how you look at it. To me vices don’t have to be negative, they just have to be wicked and weird. They add to the character the dog or person and help you appreciate the good things about them.

I’ve had a lot of vices over the years, some have stayed and a lot of changed or gone away. But some are always around. I can’t be all good, right? ;)

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Unique - As We All Are

 

I'm unique... just like everyone else.
- Unknown

 

The desire to be unique drove me for a large part of my life and it still does. Looking back a lot of things I did were rebellion but they also were fuelled by the need to stand out, to be different.

It took years of upstream swimming to realise that I didn’t need to struggle, I was unique naturally. I didn’t need to go with the flow, but I didn’t need to fight it either.



With 6 dogs in my pack I get to see a lot of variety, a range of personalities, each one so different from the other. From their barks, to snores, they are so different, I can usually tell one from the other even with out looking at them.

Each one of them has their own quirks, their very own favourites - from food to poop spots, individual temperaments, characteristic styles of walking and running,… the list goes on. I could tell each one apart in everything little thing about them.

 



 

Not one of them tries to be like the other. They are unique and they to be very happy and content with who they are.

That’s the moral for me here - to be comfortable in your own skin, don't try to be someone else, be who ever you are, for you are unique!

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Tolerance - Understand and Accept

I used to be a judgemental person some years ago. Ready to assess and dismiss people easily, not giving them a chance most of the time.

Over the years though, this has changed, I’m less judgemental now, or so I think. I still land-up judging people even before I realise I am doing it but now I can stop myself when I realise it. I am a lot more tolerant now than before but I have a long way to go.



William as I was saying yesterday has been abused and this abusive history of his has made him less tolerant and a lot more cranky than most dogs. He doesn't like being disturbed, his personal space is much larger than normal and he gets upset at any invasion of it.

There are constant instances of him mock charging and scolding the other dogs for walking past him or playing in his vicinity. He used to do this with me too earlier and my reaction to it was usually to retaliate and scold him.



The dogs on the other hand, stop in their tracks when he does this. They freeze, look away, take two breaths, and then continue on their way like nothing happened. It’s as if they understand him and his issues and are saying “It’s ok dude, chill out!”.

They seem to have a tolerance for each other built into their natures, it’s what keep them glued as a pack. They understand each other, each others quirks, irritants, likes, dislikes, and histories.

But I think it’s not just that they understand or tolerate each other but that they accept each other, without changes or modifications, they accept each other just as they are.

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Sensitivity - Unto Others and Yourself

When it comes to sensitivity we have both ends of the spectrum in our house. We have both - be sensitive unto yourself and be sensitive unto others.

I sensitivity as two types, one in which you are sensitive to what others are going though, feeling, experiencing and the like. Where you sympathise and empathise with someone who is suffering or in pain.

The other level of sensitivity is the one that make you touchy, makes you react to what people do to you, to what you are experiencing, to what people are saying. In this one you tend to growl and snap at people under the right circumstances.

And like I was saying we have an example of both in our house. Both examples are mongrels, only 6 years apart.



Cuckoo has always been a touchy dog. She doesn’t like certain things at certain times. Like try telling her to get away from the gate and come in when there is a cat out there and you’re going to see some fireworks.

Or when she sleeps. She likes to curl up at tummy level and expects you to curl up around her, but, but but but, you cannot curl up tight or touch her paws in any way. This she will not tolerate. When it happens accidentally (we’ve been trained well) she will growl, jump out of bed and promptly paw your face to get do it right all over again.

Cuckoo is super sensitive but then so is Elu, only at the other end of the spectrum. She isn’t a touchy dog, rather she is in tune with people around her. Super sensitive to whats happening to her people.



When Che or I get even mildly upset, hurt or we are unhappy for any reason, it is amazing to watch how Elu picks up on i and will be immediately by your side. Nudging, licking and trying to find a way to distract you and make you feel better.

In her head, I think Elu thinks her cuteness can override any bad thing. And it’s true, Elu can make you smile no matter what. Her immediately attention when I’m am down and out is one of the most wonderful things I have experienced. It makes you bounce back and how.

For me, there is something to learn and take away from both...

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Resilient - Bounce Back, Slowly but Surely

William and Max came to Bangalore about three years ago. Bringing them here was a decision we made in a split second and we have never looked back since.

On a routine call with Che’s parents we heard about how they had found out that the dogs were being abused. My In-Laws are doctors and they run a hospital. William and Max had come as pups into the premises and had had a good life.

Growing up they had a large space to play in and spend the day and at night the entire hospital compound became their play ground. They ran about, hunted and generally had a ball. This though lasted only for a little over 6 years, then the old security guard and their caretaker passed away.



There on things took a down hill turn. Caretakers changed often, none were patient and kind, and it seems a couple hit them and put the scare of people into them. Their temperaments had changed, they were becoming different dogs, and difficult to handle.

We brought them over and put them up at Happy Tails, a boarding rehab, while we searched for a bigger house that would accommodate 5 dogs. It took us close to a year to find a house and bring our pack together.



As I was saying yesterday Max is all about food and sleep (the pic above is Max at the kitchen door) and it seems like he had found a way to separate from the abuse in his head. He wasn’t as regressed as William but he wasn’t open either. Over the last year and a half he has blossomed and is almost his former self. A dog that demands food and attention, likes to cuddle and allows us to touch him all over.

William is a stickler for routine and cleanliness. He would bark when he needed to go out and instead of being taken out he would be punished for barking and would get tied up. The abuse impacted him the most, to a point where he was wary of every human being, he flinched a the slightest change in tone or volume and got defensive if you had anything that resembled a stick in your hand.



When William first came home, the only person he trusted was Che. He was always watching me from the corner of his eye, ever watchful, ever wary. He’s a big dog and when he did his mock charges, it made me jump out of my skin. It made me ever watchful, ever wary too. :D

It’s taken a year and a half for William to learn to trust me and me him. We aren’t bum-chum pals like Che and he but we have our own little equation. He has learned to listen and believe in me and I have learned to read some of his moods and language. He has come a long way but he also still has a long recovery ahead.



Considering what these two have gone though (and the fact remains that a lot of it is still a mystery, we don’t know all that happened to them and maybe we never will), their resilience amazes me. Their ability, to withstand their past and recover from it to find themselves again, is a testament to their strength and hardiness.

The dictionary defines resilient as "able to recoil or spring back into shape after bending, stretching, or being compressed” and this so is them. Fast in Max and slow in William but yet a case in point for resilience.

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Quality and Quantity - The Eternal Battle

We’ve been taught repeatedly that it’s quality over quantity. That quality is more important than quantity and I agree, it’s true. However does it have to be more important?

Having a labrador in the house has forced me to change perspective. Maximus or MaxiTaxi as I love calling him has only two priorities in his life. Eat and sleep.



He likes doing other things too, like going for walks, killing lizards (yep he has that nasty habit) and playing sometimes but these aren’t the things that rock his boat. What he cares about most is eating and sleeping.

And when it comes to eating and sleeping, it’s all about quantity. Max does not choose between meat, chicken, kibble or anything else as long as it’s food. All he’s interested in, is finding out how much of it is there.



The more the quantity the happier he is. The rest of my pack may turn up their noses at what is given sometimes and also turn away after a certain amount but not so with Max. He’s all about getting the most out of the box.

To Max, and maybe to most labradors quality and quantity are the same. Push come to shove quantity will be more important than quality. And in some cases I think he has it right.

Making the most of something, or getting all that can be got from something, is a worthy lesson.

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Play - It’s Not Just for the Young

I got Cuckoo and Senti when they were puppies but the years have rolled by unnoticed and they are now 6 years old. That’s middle age in a dogs life!

They used to play a lot when they were younger but over time the playing reduced and we hardly noticed it since it happened gradually. The other three in my pack came to us when they were already middle aged and they preferred to lounge than run about playing.



This was the state of affairs in our household last year. The only times I saw a lot of activity in the dogs was when walks were about to happen or food was going to appear. At all other times they lazed about and sometimes investigated a toy lying around.

Then came Elu. When we first thought of adopting Elu, we were in two minds about it. All our dogs had crossed the five year mark, and we didn’t know if the dogs would want a young one around. Neither did we know if a puppy would fit in, if she would be happy in the pack.

We had a lot of questions but we went ahead anyway and Elu came home. And things were never the same again. She slowing and relentlessly won each one over. The old boys didn’t make it easy but slowly and steadily she wormed her way into the pack.

https://youtu.be/tY8lU_u8e0g

She was playful like a puppy should be, a bundle of energy always wanting to be doing something and she got everyone involved. The oldies seemed to get a new lease of life, they were suddenly playing and running about again. It was like they had rediscovered their puppyhood.

Elu changed the dynamic of our pack, she taught us to play again, unhindered, unrepentant, and unleashed. To play for only one reason - the joy of playing!

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Opportunity - Grab It

The one lesson from the dogs that is always in my face is grabbing opportunities. They don’t miss any when they come by and sometimes even create the opportunity.

It doesn’t matter whether it is food, toys, a good scratch, a cuddle, a walk, or anything else. When they get a chance they don’t think twice and they don’t dilly-dally either, they just go for it.

Buddha gets digging the first chance he gets.

 

The ‘Go For It’ isn’t in half measures either. When they get started they do it with their full 100 percent. No holds barred, no holding back, they play the game as all or nothing.

Of course they never walk away with nothing and a lot of times they don’t even get it all but I’m yet to see them not do something because of that. They still do the same thing with their full heart again and again, every time.

Neither does Buddha miss an opportunity to grab my spot on the bed.

 

They are extremely opportunistic and I love my opportunistic dogs even when they apply this attitude to the things they shouldn’t do… like destroy my house, my clothes, my shoes and everything else that appeals to them. :P

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Naughty and Nice - Makes for Some Spice

The old Santa song asks if you have been naughty or nice and it forever seems to have imprinted ‘or’ between these words. But when I see Gubbi I know it’s possible to put these two words together with an ‘and’.

Gubbi is almost as old as Elu, a little over a year old and like Elu she is all puppy and all energy. Constantly playing and charging around, but unlike Elu she just doesn’t rest. Even Elu with all her puppy-energy takes breaks but not Gubbi.



A friends dog, Gubbi visits off and on and when she is home something is always happening. She and Elu get along like a house on fire and there is always some mischief afoot. And when it’s not mischief with Elu, Gubbi is up to something with someone else.

With a little mean streak Gubbi believes is playing hard and playing rough. A hyperactive dog who just can’t sit still, who is always jumping and is everywhere all at the same time; Gubbi is a little devil.



And yet she is also an angel. She can be oh so cute and kind when she wants to. She is this loveable and adorable thing at times who does things that make you go ‘awww’ and you can’t help but wonder.

I’ve known Gubbi since she was just over a month old. I’ve watched her grow from a bumbling puppy to a long legged beauty and she has turned out to be a beautiful bundle of good and bad.

She’s that marvellous mixture of naughty and nice that would leave even Santa perplexed. :D

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Masti - It’s All About Having Fun

Masti is a Persian word that found it’s way into Urdu and Hindi over time. At a simple level this word means fun but it holds a different meaning for each generation and language.

Older generations consider the word to indicate things that are taboo or involving alcohol. Current generations though see it as a all encompassing word for fun.

That said Masti does change it’s meaning based on usage. It could mean being drunk, sensual fun, mischief or simple enjoyment.

https://youtu.be/akn-L2yzEAQ

Elu and Gubbi play like there is no tomorrow!

 

Here though with the dogs I see masti as mischief and fun. The joy they show in running about, chasing each other, chasing birds and squirrels, making mischief, sometimes destroying stuff in the process and sometimes creating.

Everything they do involves masti. I think even in their sleep they are having masti. :D It’s different forms and levels of masti for each dog but bottom line is, it’s masti.

It’s a mast life full of masti!

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