Dear Dog(s), You cant be my pet(s).
Qualities define them. Loyalty is their forte.
It is actually the way a dog looks at my face and tries to gulp in every word I utter, that fascinates me. The innocent glance helps me find my whole world in those pea-shaped eyes. The way its eyes lit up and gets excited, at the slight pass of a snail is such a pleasure to watch!. And those secreting fluids right inside its body boxes away all shame and warnings.
But does the hairy and puffed creature understand that it is laughed at and condescended? It still comes running to you for a bone, it follows you even when you turn down the curtains, it still keeps vying for a cuddle and you still adore the scar it leaves behind on your left cheek- Oh! The unfathomable touch! Their perennial hunger for eternal mates distresses and vexes you. But you continue... Yes you continue to love them with all your might. Because somewhere deep down your heart you know that love grows, dogs don't.
Pun Intended.
Your Loving Master.
1st year, History (Hons.)
Presidency University
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