Finding Love

     Recently, I read an article about adopting the Indian breed of dogs instead of exotic breeds. I was reminded of my daughter's violin tutor, a retired man who takes care of two country dogs, an injured mother, and her son. He adopted the mother dog from the blue cross.

    A noble act. 

If you need someone, to love, then be it someone who is in need.

The country dogs are no less loving than my friend's golden dog, I found. They are friendly, intelligent, and loyal. It is later I began to notice the dogs in the street from whom I used to keep a safe distance until then. Some are friendly. You only have to look and acknowledge their existence. They would come to you. Some even allowed me to pat them on their heads. 

    Was it that simple, to find love!

    I think now I know when I see the friendly canines. About other ones,... they may not be unfriendly. It could be that they may not be interested for a rendezvous. Or maybe they are doubtful of unfamiliar humans. Lived experience... Can't blame them.

    Now when I look at them, I am able to recognise smiling faces, not-so-happy faces, the reserved look, 'go away human' and the 'I am hungry and tired' look. I understand that a little more kindness from humans to stray dogs can make life better for them and us. And that, being kind can be a conscious decision.