In Pursuit of Happiness..

    A man does lot of things during the course of his life, which he thinks can bring him happiness and joy. Most of us find happiness in doing something or by just not doing something. However, I suppose happiness runs much deeper than merely being content.

    Tasha came to our house with a purpose, the purpose was to guard the house and the people living within. As such my family and me were new to owning a dog. Literally, until she arrived to our home, I didnot have a slightest idea, what it takes to bring home and rear a living being. And then, there was this sudden gush of blood flow in my body, she will need food minimum 2-3 times a day, she will have the urges of any living being and the list was long... I wondered, am I capable to take this commitment?

    With this suspicion and fear our journey towards parenting our dog Tasha began on 6th of November 2010. Tasha was almost grown and was 8 months old then. Until she arrived, there was a lot of discussion, excitement and fun of getting a dog. But the moment we saw her, we became little upset, as here she was - looking really big to her age. And my niece Sara (4 years) could not take this fact, a puppy dog to be so big. "Why could not you get a smaller one?"; she mumbled and grumbled for the first few months.

    Now coming back to the PURPOSE of getting Tasha. This was some day between 22nd to 24th October 2010. I got up early morning to see the sofa in the hall area been shifted and pulled from one side to the centre. A thought passed in my mind-  my husband, who is a night owl, must have dropped something while doing his work or watching the TV resulting in this shifting of the sofa and I just got busy with my morning chores.

    Then came down my son. He immediately suspected something was wrong and walked around the hall and screamed, 'where is the laptop?'; only then we all realized, that someone had pull up the windows, pushed the bamboos from the garden through the window grill and pulled out the laptop which was connected to the wire. What a job? We all were fast asleep, no sound of opening the window or the sofa moving or the bamboos being pushed and they got what they wanted.

     Fear gripped within. Tasha's breeder ( a College friend) was pushing us to adopt a pup from the litter her dog had given since July 2010 and LOL! it was this incidence that helped us come to a conclusion unanimously of getting a dog.

    My daughter and me always loved the idea, but my husband and son opposed it with equal force earlier, but now it was 4 out of 4 votes, though my son hesitated the idea (he has his own reasons of course which I may jot down later).

    Time flew from 6th November 2010 till 24th March 2013; with Tasha's company, we grew with her and she grew in our company. She became the 'apple of our eye' and she loved the pampering equally.

 ITS LOVE UNLIMITED

 clicked on 20th January 2013 after her bath (turned out to be the last one given by me).

     Then on 24th March 2013, came a rude shock of her disappearance, which shattered us completely to the point that life has never been the same to all 4 of us, no matter what we do, how much time and money we spend just with the hope she will be found and happiness will be restored again in our family.

     And now it is this addiction to our belief that there is a point to it all, that there will be an end-point, where happiness will be achieved by finding her and possessing her for all her life.