Posted by: gdevi | June 15, 2010

Daisy Daisy Daisy

Little Daisy is eight months old now; she is getting her adult teeth now and though she was underfed by her previous owners, her paws are big, each about the size of a lily pad. Her previous owners did not train her at all in anything; it is sad. But Daisy is very smart and learns things very quickly. We have had her for three weeks now. For instance, she knows her name really well now. She is almost completely housebroken. Dayani taught her how to play Frisbee and she can flip a Frisbee over and catch it pretty well too. She likes to play-bite and we are trying to teach her not to.We don’t believe in chew toys so we have given her some big beef bones to chew–the whole house looks like a cemetery now–there are big beef bones lying everywhere. Oh those poor cattle! (Actually in India dogs don’t eat kibbles like they do here. Or at least they didn’t use to. We used to go to the butcher every other day and get real meat and bones for the dogs. Cook beef and bones with a bit of rice and salt and turmeric. Looks like biryani! We also used to give milk to our dogs. The kibbles dogs eat now look so unappetizing. I once read a wonderful essay by Ann Hodgman called “No Wonder They Call Me a Bitch”–Hodgman is a humor writer who actually tasted most of the commercially produced dog food. I did not know this about Bonz but Hodgman tried it and says this:  “I much preferred Bonz, the hard-baked, bone-shaped snack stuffed with simulated marrow. I liked the bone part, that is; it tasted almost exactly like the cornmeal it was made of. The mock marrow inside was a bit more problematic: in addition to looking like the sludge that collects in the treads of my running shoes, it was bursting with tiny hairs.” Sounds like a nightmare tailor-made for me. I have always wondered what Eukanuba lamb and rice tastes like. I remember once looking through a dish full of some sort of meat entrails–this was in India–and there was this one organ that sort of looked like a Dorian fruit but it was also hairy. I have never been so freaked out in my life before. You simply do not expect internal organs to have hair.) Daisy is very awkward; she bumps into things constantly. When she sits down we hear a small earthquake like noise. She drinks water like there is a big drought drying out her waterbowl. She used to be super agitated when we fed the dogs–she would pretty much inhale her food and then bolt towards Sally’s and Jesse’s bowls. Know the expression “wolfing your food down”? That was it. That is how Daisy ate. It was a real circus at first. I would hold and restrain Daisy at her bowl while Krish and Dayani got the kibbles for Sally’s and Jesse’s bowls. Then when they were at their bowls we would put food for Daisy and Daisy would gallop out of my hands and onto her food bowl and poof! the kibbles are gone. Then I will hold her and restrain her until Sally and Jesse finished eating. It is beautiful; in the last one week, Daisy has become quite relaxed during kibble time. She knows she won’t be starved by us. She likes to jump on the bed and lick everyone; her permanent state is one of uncontrollable love for all of us. Very very sweet dog!

This is how I picture Sally–vampyr Nosferatu. My sweet sweet Sally just like sunlight at my feet!

Jesse, the philosophical dog.

Both Sally and Jesse have finally resigned themselves to Daisy’s puppy ways. I am so glad you three came to us, sweet doglings!


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