My Love for Uthi

I liked dogs very much. My friends did not like this habit of my playing with dogs. In their view, it was wastage of time to play with dogs, and that too with street dogs.

One day, someone told me that a bitch in our street had given birth to five puppies. The information delighted me. I lost my patience and rushed towards the spot where she was seen everyday. It was small ground in which there was a small ditch. When I reached the ground I was astonished. She wasn’t there. A negative thought came in my mind that she might have gone to any far place with her puppies. My eyes got filled with tears and my enthusiasm broke down. But suddenly my right leg sensed something. I got surprised. What was it?

I looked below. Yes, there was a puppy. He was licking my leg. The puppy was very sweet. He had white skin with brown spots and brown eyes . He was was fat too.

The puppy was trying to hold my jeans but was unable to. I felt very happy. I picked it up and brought it to my home.

My mother was washing clothes. By the way, when I saw her washing the clothes I moved secretly towards my bedroom without making noise and hid the puppy under my bed. But, my luck was annoyed with me as the puppy came out from below the bed and rushed towards my mom and gave out a huge cry. She was already upset with my poor performance in the school and after seeing a puppy in the home her anger reached to the sky. She scolded me nearly for an hour and ordered me to throw the puppy away from the home. I put the puppy back in the ground.

Next day I once more went to the ground. This day I came to the ground with a noble aim. I wanted to build a small home for the puppy. It surprised me that some of my friends also accompanied me. It took us nearly an hour to build a house for the puppy. The house was looking nice. It was made up of bricks, branches of a neem tree and was curtained with old cloth

I named the puppy Uthi. I played with Uthi for the whole day. Uthi was a very sweet puppy. I trained it as much as I could. I made Uthi to jump from the high walls, rush towards when I called out his name.

My whole summer vocations were spent with him. He became clever enough to sit under his home when rains arrived.

Prashant, 14 yrs