The family has a new member. It’s a less than one foot in height and a little over 8 weeks old. It’s a dog, a Labrador retriever. We got him last week and was named “Sheru”. A pretty Indian name for a dog in Netherlands. When we brought him last week he was so sweet angel who had this very sweet innocent face.
And like all children he turns out to be one hell of a devil. He is small and has a lot of energy to run around the house. He does not like the lease. For some strange reason he like to eat mud and stones and whatever he could lay his mouth on. We just think it is his teeth. He has learned to manipulate us with his whimpering. I find it strange that at one moment he is so sad and whimpering that we take pity and leave him in the open and the next moment he is out there and trying to bite all the pair of legs that he sees uchling and kuding on his four tiny legs.Yes he bites and bites hard. He answers the nature call when he is in the house and does absolutely nothing when outside. Last week he pissed three times in half an hour in the house and did nothing when outside.
Sheru likes to bite me. I just know he likes to do that. The morning when I like to be in my half chaddi, Sheru likes to take a bite out of my feet. I have started wearing jeans when he is around.I feel small puppies are like small toddlers. They have to be taken care all the time. They have to be fed and taken around. They have to be given exercise and calmed down when crying. You have to keep an eye on them that they don’t put anything in their mouth and like toddlers; puppies don’t understand a word we say.
How are you supposed to teach manners to a puppy who does not understand what you say, so much so that I think he does not even know that his name is Sheru. But then the question arises why do we teach manners to the little puppy because according to him, he is doing what he is supposed to do and that is run around, be happy and eat whatever he wants to eat even though we approve of it or not.
And then there’s Sheena. How do you convince a ten-year old that we just wanted to teach some manners to Sheru and not beat or scold him? Its not that we beat or scold him, but sometimes he does gets out of line. She is convinced that dogs have to be trained with love and care which I agree too. But sometimes its gets frustrating and difficult to manage a hyperactive creature on four legs that you have to put your foot down but then how to convince Sheena that we absolutely meant no harm. It’s the same way that our parents and most of our elders turned to be villain when they tried to make us behave the way they wanted us to.
It somewhat like our childhood, when we wanted to do what we wanted. When we didn’t understand how the elders can be so cold and unreasonable? What’s wrong with playing till 11:00 PM? Why do we have to wear shoes while playing in the mud and number of questions like that?
Now taking care of Sheru really sets me thinking what a hard job it is raising someone. I am not even alone in this.
But that’s life and we become mature with age understanding what is right and wrong for us. Maybe Sheru would learn and understand it one day and I hope soon, very soon!