The Observations of a Dog

 Preface:

Good morning for those who have a habit of reading early and good night for those reading late! I am a Doberman, i.e. a dog breed in case you didn’t know.

My name is Pesky, crowned by my extremely wise owner, who could have thought of a much better name, but stuck with this one, owing to mere unwillingness to think. To just put it bluntly, my owner is dumb. Not an ounce of futuristic thinking in him. Not an ounce.

Take an example, fellow readers, take an example. He studies law.

My 21-year-old owner who roams aimlessly with a ravaged, unshaved head thinks of himself as the CEO of SpaceX, interestingly, without an ounce of interest in Science. Had he worked hard and not boasted of how many parties he’d visited as a teenager, he could have done much more. But alas, fate snaps at you when you need it most.

My owner’s name is Robin. Robin is a fine fellow, slightly good at heart. Slightly. If a dime equalized to a unit of discipline in him, he would have been a defaulter. And he is, as a matter of fact, entirely dependent on loans. It isn’t that he comes from a poor family, (although if that were the case, I might have empathized with him). My stunningly genius owner ran away from his mansion at the age of seventeen, because he didn’t want to work hard.

Robin’s parents forced him. They forced him to study medicine. Although he didn’t want to study law, he forced himself this time, to do so, out of mere pursuit to survive. And yet, I offer a pack of sympathy to him, for there prevail thousands of educated unemployed, while on their phones are influencers, earning millions by doing, in reality, absolutely nothing.

 

Another aspect of Robin I detest is his unbridled enthusiasm to lie. My owner is an extremely proficient liar, and feels no shame in it. One day, he came up to me, and said, “Hey Pesky, I’ll give you a Dairy Milk bar if you stop bugging me right now.”

And I didn’t bug him for a week without any piece of chocolate thereafter. In fact, Robin even ate those sugar cubes originally meant for me.

This proves that he is a lawless, aimless and hopeless caretaker.

- Krisha Shastri

Continued after some days...