Good Things Come To Those Who Wait

Darling Jill, It has now been 2 months since you left Friendicoes and went to your new home. I will admit that when I learnt you finally got adopted, I shed a silent tear. Seeing you tied inside the shelter, week after week, month after month for 2 and half years was heart breaking. I could not... Read more...

There’s Something About Layla

A skin infection. That’s what her erstwhile owners said on the phone before coming to abandon her at the shelter.  When we saw her we were gob smacked. A skin infection?! There was not a hair on the bulldog’s squat body. She stood meekly in the corner as her leash was handed over to the... Read more...

The Zephyr Paradox

In poetic literature, Zephyr refers to a soft, gentle breeze. The dog in front of me however is more of a whirlwind – in the past five minutes alone, he has jumped on the bed, knocked over a glass of water and been smacked and sent to the corner by his mistress. A sickly Indian puppy with a... Read more...

A Live Saved

One small white bundle with two brown ears was picked up by the Friendicoes night ambulance, one late night from near the Gurgaon highway. She was another victim of hit and run, and the last of her litter to come under a car. Her brothers and sisters were all long gone, succumbing to speeding cars... Read more...