My love – Bruno ❤

The most adorable and understanding one.

We got him in December of 2006 when he was a small furball of two months. My sister and I were happy thinking we have someone we can play with! We named him Bruno..  and he seemed to love that 😊

Mom would ask him to wake me up in the morning, and he’d come running in to my room and nudge my blanket.

He would greet us everyday at the front porch when we got back from school, wagging his tail and jumping around as if to tell us how much he missed us being around the whole day.

He loved sitting on one specific couch in our living room and that soon became ‘his spot’. Mom never allowed him on the bed, but every now and then I would let him sneak in and as soon as he’d hear my mother’s voice, he’d hurriedly jump down the bed.

If he was being mischievous, mom would scold him and he, like an angry little kid would skip a meal that day – even if he was served his favorite chicken bones.

When I was in a bad mood, he would just sit near me and keep his head on my lap.. He knew I wouldn’t play with him and he’d be okay with that. Not everyone can communicate in silence the way he did.

He loved running around in open meadows and chase the butterflies. A happy boy 😊

He would take his seat in the car right next to me, hang his face outside the window and feel the air against his face. When the sun shined brightly, he would look at it blinking his eyes and continue bathing in the Sun.

He never bothered anyone for all those 8 years that he was with us. and then one day he just disappeared.. As a routine, my sister took him for a walk and let loose his leash like any other day when she reached the field. She looked away for a few seconds and he was gone! She looked everywhere, called out his name several times but Bruno was nowhere to be seen.. In the days that followed, we looked everywhere in the small town of Nainital.. but no sign of him.

Mom says someone must’ve picked him up – he was a great looking lad after all! Dad thinks the mountain tiger must’ve taken him.. We never got a real answer. Sometimes I think I’d be terrified if I knew what really happened and so I believe mom’s version of the story.

We tried for someone else to take ‘his spot’ but there never was anyone like him.. There never will be ❤