Me: Mum…Can I please get a dog…pleaseeee

Mum: No… You CANT. I already have you 2 (My bro and I ), I cant have another

Few months later:

Me: Can I now get a Dog. I will take full responsibility

Mum: No. You CANT.

Few years later:

Me: Can I get a dog after high school

Mum: No. You CANT

few More years later:

Me: Can I get a dog after completing college

Mum: No. You CANT.

I had these discussions with my Mum throughout my childhood, teenage and also golden years of my youth (which was pretty boring anyways). But these also ended in a big fat NO.. But being a rebel that I can be sometimes, I tried secretly and silently getting stray cats and dogs but Mum used to finally find them and call animal rescue. I remember crying for days after that…Needless to say, my tears never affected her and she stood with pillar strength against getting any kind of pet. I still remember a funny time when my brother saw ‘stuart little’ and got 2 white mouses in a hideous cage. He got it from a friend by giving him all his saved pocket money. My Mum went furious after finding the mouses after a week. Obviously the mouses were returned and the house was mopped and cleaned 100 times that day….So you got the gist- No pets!

After few more years…. I got married and moved to Melbourne. This was my time to get that dog I dreamed about….Only problem being My DH (read Darling Husband) who did not like pets….NOOOO…I cant have another Mum in my life. But it was not that bad with him as I knew his weakness…He disliked pets but Hated cats. So I basically built up the tension by crying, cribbing about how lonely it is here in Australia and all that jazz…and how a pet can really fill the gap *hint hint*. On being asked what I wanted I promptly and dedicatedly declared that I would love to have a kitten.

He grimaced.

I smiled..

He grimaced again..

I smiled again..

After few days…

He told me a wicked story about a very wicked cat (how an evil cat kills her owners and all….)

I cried…. (I can shed tears without having any feelings …buhahahahaha)

“Okie…I can have a dog” I blurted shedding few more tears

He looked at me for few seconds and smiled.

“Would you like a dog….a puppy instead” He said slowly pausing after each word.

TADAAAA…….

….and we finally got a dog. I knew from the start which breed and which color I wanted. I quickly searched online and there was a lady nearby who had 6 puppies-2 boys and 4 girls. I wanted a boy and quickly fixed a time for the same evening. I reached early and I parked my car and saw a car in front of us…must be another customer I thought. and quickly saw a couple thanking the lady while coming out of the main door with a puppy in their hand. It was our turn and when we went inside the lady told us that the couple who just left took 1 boy and she was only let with the 2nd one. But there was an issue with him.

“what?” I asked

“There is a spot of white hair in his chest..just like his father” she said  pointing to the father dog.

“Thats not bad….that is a beauty spot” DH blurted instantly looking at the dog who just came running to us and jumping and licking constantly.

Here is his first picture immediately after I got him.[image error]

So This is how I met my dog. I call him Bruno. DH wanted to name him ‘shakuni’ (he is an evil character from mahabharat  which we were watching at the time…No but Shakuni was promptly rejected. Bruno is the best dog ever, he is a toy poodle in brown/lattle color with a white beauty spot on his chest. Its shocking that DH loves him so much and Bruno loves DH more than anyone else (Including myself).

So coming back to the story….. After getting Bruno, I called my Mum

Me: Mum…I am getting a dog

Mum: No…You CANT..

Me: I am not asking …I am telling you …I have already got one….. Buhahahaha *evil laugh*

and here is how he looks Now…..