Two little puppies

I had a small puppy living outside my house (now this may sound quite uncommon to a lot of audience, but street dogs are common in India). He would look at me with immense love. He would come and sit in my lap, play there for hours at stretch.

His brother also loved me. But he was a bit scared of us all. It was not easy for him to put faith in a human being - after all, we are not his kind :). However, he was reasonably comfortable with me.

Both of them were teething and they needed something to chew on. So, what better than my fingers... The second one bit a little hard to which I responded with an "ouch". The first one noticed my discomfort. He stopped chewing my finger, went behind his brother, and started pulling him away from me. It was a really funny scene. One puppy on top of another, and literally pulling the other back from the waist :)...

I was flattered. I was surprised that the little one was so connected to me that my little discomfort made him fight it out with his brother.

I pray that both of them rest in peace and get much more love and happiness than they shared with me.