As I enter the yard, i hear the banging of the front half door and two heads peeping out, my dearest dogs, black beauty SYRUP and her half brother WAFFLES. Now, they have learnt from my children to run to the car when i arrive home after work to see what treats mommy has bought for them. Often, I bring home some bones which i had from lunch or a little treat or two. But, being welcomed home with such love and display, is priceless. So, my daughters started complaining that i give more attention to the dogs than to them when i jump off the car. So i told them to shake their bums and give a wag or two, then i would not know the difference when i arrive. And now everyday, i have four dogs/daughters shaking their bums welcoming me home.
In our culture, we pray to our idols and we light the lamp and incense sticks and place a big banana leaf with fruit on it and offer the gods milk as well. We all sit by the prayer place on a carpet and hear the music especially played for our prayer times. Now Syrup loves our praying time and although both the dogs sit with us, Syrup takes it very seriously. She sits with her two hands in front of her and head bowed down and prays with us. Once the prayer is over, we all get up and start doing our normal routine things but Syrup does not move from the prayer place. We have found that many times. So what we do is go to her and start playing with her. We put on jewellery and a sarie over her. She absolutely loves the attention.
Having Dogs makes life priceless!!!
Gauteng, South Africa
