This little brood of females was soon joined by a male, whom we called Brownie. Initially, Brownie would just sit at the distance and stare. Soon, we started to give him some food and he became a loyal companion to us. He was very muscular and strong. He would fight ferociously to keep the other males at bay, specially during the heat season.
Doggy eventually gave birth to Brownie's puppies. They looked like mini Sumo wrestlers. This went on for another four years and every puppy would be immediately grabbed by someone or the other. No so for the puppies of Small Puppy and her sister. We had to leave them at shelters.
Enough was enough and we had all the females sterlized. Once the drug wore off, Doggy howled in pain and collapsed in mum's lap. For the next three hours, mum did not leave Doggy's side.
Somewhere in Bangalore, a child was mauled to death by a pack of street dogs. The State Minister for something, appeared in front of the press with his Boxer, and announced proudly that all street dogs were to be culled. PETA raised a hue and cry, so did other organizations, but the government method of controlling street dogs continued, until a video was leaked to the press.
Dogs were caught by an iron wire and strangulated to death, some were clubbed and some (including ours) were poisoned with chicken legs dipped in pesticide. Our neighborhood, with a good number of friendly street dogs, was enveloped into a stench with their decomposing bodies. They were strewn around everywhere. Finally, the government withdrew this "scheme", but it was too late. Brownie was taken when a wound, which looked like someone had poured acid on, did not heal. Small Puppy was poisoned.
Mum fought off the so called "government vets" when they captured Doggy and Big Puppy. Their ears were not clipped even though they were sterilized, and so they were about to be sent to a non-descriptive pound.
We got them back and saved them. For now.
Doggy eventually gave birth to Brownie's puppies. They looked like mini Sumo wrestlers. This went on for another four years and every puppy would be immediately grabbed by someone or the other. No so for the puppies of Small Puppy and her sister. We had to leave them at shelters.
Enough was enough and we had all the females sterlized. Once the drug wore off, Doggy howled in pain and collapsed in mum's lap. For the next three hours, mum did not leave Doggy's side.
Somewhere in Bangalore, a child was mauled to death by a pack of street dogs. The State Minister for something, appeared in front of the press with his Boxer, and announced proudly that all street dogs were to be culled. PETA raised a hue and cry, so did other organizations, but the government method of controlling street dogs continued, until a video was leaked to the press.
Dogs were caught by an iron wire and strangulated to death, some were clubbed and some (including ours) were poisoned with chicken legs dipped in pesticide. Our neighborhood, with a good number of friendly street dogs, was enveloped into a stench with their decomposing bodies. They were strewn around everywhere. Finally, the government withdrew this "scheme", but it was too late. Brownie was taken when a wound, which looked like someone had poured acid on, did not heal. Small Puppy was poisoned.
Mum fought off the so called "government vets" when they captured Doggy and Big Puppy. Their ears were not clipped even though they were sterilized, and so they were about to be sent to a non-descriptive pound.
We got them back and saved them. For now.
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