24th March: The day I conquered my prejudice and fear............................ Since I have been married, there is one thing that has been bothering Hub-e. He is a HUGE fan of pets (read ferocious looking dogs) and his lovely wife, well, she is literally scared of them. Months of slow brainwash finally worked. The fateful day, 24th March, finally arrived. Hub-e had a big Grin on his face which couldn't be removed even with a magic potion. So, we went out on Mission Puppy, with our neighbours in tow, who already have a GSD and wouldn't mind window shopping.
Heart beats running fast, drops of sweat-dew forming on my forehead and nape of the neck..... we ventured out.
Mr.Lewis, the quintessential dog-lover, who wouldn't stop even for a fleeting moment from talking about all the dogs he had, he has and is about to have. My mind went into a tizzy. With literally 7 huge dogs barking away to glory and 11 "cute" puppies who were trying to make some bizarre sound, Hub-e's huge grin, neighbours nodding their head in pleasure and Mr.Lewis' rendition, I had no idea what I was doing. And when consciousness regained, I was in my car. Lo and behold! with a puppy in my lap, sleeping peacefully, looking like an angel. Is this what I was always so scared of???
(By the way, the breed is BOXER! Hub-e couldn't settle for anything that didn't look ferocious or was friendly)
And about "Mr.Spock" ......................... I'll be back!
