Dog's Diary

Today on the roof I played a lot with Dad. Mom was also there but she was busy with the cloth line. Dad would run and I would chase Dad. And then Dad would give me a chase. That's the game. After running about for sometime, I felt very hot and just wanted to lie on something wet and cool. I suddenly saw that they had cleaned the overhead water tank and lot of water from the tank was flushed out on the roof and I just wallowed in the dirty water. It felt good. Mom was very displeased. Dad didn't mind. Later he gave me a throrough bath. I like the little rain that Dad can create in the bathroom. I like the sprouting water but I don't like the sampoo. Anyway Dad did apply a lot of sampoo. I like to lick the sampoo but Dad doesn't like that. So, I didn't do anything but just humoured Dad and occassionally attacked the water jet aimed at me. 

It was raining cats and dogs. Mom suggested that we go to the roof. Dad readily agreed. Like me, he loves the rain. Dad is a magician. He can create rain inside the bathroom. There's a small knob. He touches that and rain strays pouring from the ceiling. I love the little rain. He does that only on very hot days. As the rain drops strike me like little missiles, I try to strike down each one of those causing a tingling. That day as we were on the roof the whole sky became the ceiling of our bathroom. It was so much fun. In the picture it is me trying to fight the rain drops as they strike me. We enjoyed a lot that day on the roof in the rain.

That's me running up the stairs to the roof. Since the Pandemic began, Dad takes me everyday once to the roof. Before the Pandemic he used to take me for a walk but now-a-days that happens only once a week. Now, the roof is routine and I love that routine. He opens the door and asks me to sit down. Then he asks me to go to the roof with his hand. He sawys his hand in an arch towards the stairs. That's my cue. I spring forward like a canon ball and fly to the roof taking down three stairs at a time. Roof is not as interesting as the road but still something is better than nothing. When it rains, the roof is Heaven. I have learnt the word for the roof. They call it 'chaad'. When they say that word, it means we are going to the roof and I love that.

A few days ago met Max and Pepsi. Dad took me downstairs. There met them. They stay in the first floor. I stay in the second floor. We had our session of butt smelling. Max is a little dominating. Pepsi is always hyper excited. I love to smell the car tyres for the tyres travel to so many places and carry so many stories and smells. I could visualise all those places that the car went to and virtually meet all the dogs which had marked it with their urine. Urine marker is the social media post for us.

Last week went to the bazar with Mom and Dad. Mom went out to get the grocery. I and Dad waited for her in the parking lot. They never leave me alone in the car. There we had our photo session. Dad loves selfies. I wanted to go out but Dad said it was raining and therefore we can't. I asked him to open the window and keep it so. He said he can't do that as the car was getting wet. But all the same he did it for sometime. It felt so good to smell the raindrops. I also got a new squeaky toy and packet of treats.