Hachi: My dog's story

Today I will tell you a repentant dog’s story. We all know that dogs perform many roles for people, such as hunting, herding, pulling loads, protection, assisting police and military, companionship and many more. This impact on human society has given them the nickname "Man's Best Friend". In my story the affection of man towards this animal is just like another example….

        This dog didn’t belong to our locality, even I had never seen her before. One day she entered our garden with pregnancy. My family members were insistent about not keeping this newly guest. But after seeing her condition my mom said to keep her  on a remote place of the so called vacant place, garden. We also gave her some food and water. On that day she gave birth of two puppies. I remembered that the time was winter. So when the temperature went down in the evening the puppies trembled and barked in a soft voice. I went there and gave them a bale of jute to cover their body and put them on the bale. (For mentioning, they lied on the ground). The first night went on and in the morning when I went there I saw that the bale was 10 miters apart from them. That’s why we say clarified butter is not digested on dog’s liver. Days were going on and after some days puppies started to walk. I remembered when puppies couldn’t walk, their mother all time grappled them and never moved on throughout the day. This happened 3-4 days, and when they started moving, only once or twice their mother went outside for her personal work. Believe me the number of days she was in our room, she never did any toilet or latrine within our house. I was astonished after seeing that .

        After some days she changed her shelter from one place to another in our house. We were giving them proper food and water. But the saddest thing was after some days one of her puppies died. That day I saw the pain of losing her baby. Neither she moved from that place nor she took any food. All time holding her another baby and the dead animal was also within her reach. On the next day she picked the dead baby and tried to place it on a shelter, but couldn’t find proper place and walking here and there with the baby. This looked uncleanness to us. So when she took her dead baby outside of our house, my father took the other baby and placed it outside and closed the main door. After some times she returned to our house and seeing the door closed she scratched and pushed the door. But we had not opened the door. Day was going on and when the night came she again scratched and pushed our door. I would never forget the distressed voice of hachi on that night. She was coming  within an interval and went back in vain. Even at 1 in the night she howled and wanted to see her children. As she thought that her child was within our house. Once I thought to open the door just to watch her that there was no one in our room, but again thought if she didn’t go out. So I didn’t open.

        Now the junior hachi is growing up and run here and there. Even now when I returned home at night hachi, her husband and baby follow me from the road and come to our house. Sometimes they are waiting patiently at our main door.  I give foods to them and then they become satisfy. Now many of you may ask me a question. Why I gave the name as “Hachi”? Many of you saw the movie “hachiko a dog's story” of Richard Gere. Yes my hachi is the inspiration of the film. Here I am not playing like Richard nor my hachi wait for me in the station, but the kind of affection she gives me is much more than the big budget film. I even don’t know what will happen with me or with hachi in the future, but not being with me in my room she exists in our heart deeply.