My little Mischief.

Today, I’m gonna tell you about my little Mischief. 

I moved to Gurgaon from Hyderabad in June of 2005. I’d been wanting to keep a dog. I’d been planning to take in a stray, but as it turned out, I got Mischief and her brother, who sadly passed away. We’ll talk about that later.

A bitch at a family friend’s had given birth to her pups on 9th August of the same year. The caretaker had been looking for warm, welcoming homes for the pups, so I asked her to let me adopt a couple. I still remember, I went an

d saw them and they were adorable and shining - like a ball of white wool. It was love-at-first-sight. I’d wanted to take them home right away but they were so little, we had to wait. 

Eventually, one day, we got a frantic call from the caretaker asking us to take the pups immediately since they were all slowly demising. We grew so worried, we rushed to their residence as soon as we could and what horrified me was to have had noticed that only 2 out of a 6 or 7 were alive, and the both of them were covered in ticks. There was not one part of their tiny bodies not covered in ticks. They’d sucked almost all the blood and the pups were almost dead. 

We took ‘em home and had been yearning for the morning to arrive since we had to take them to the vet. Every second that night seemed like an hour. The morning came and we took them to the vet who was shocked at their condition. They were so weak, I had to feed them milk, sitting them on my lap. 

What began was a daily rendezvous to the vet for the removal of the ticks. A lot of times we had to de-tick them ourselves at home. It took us 2 weeks and abundance of care to get the little ones back on their feet, healthy and hearty. I’m so glad neither myself, nor the pups, gave up.

But unfortunately, one day, at the age of 5, Mischief’s brother Scamp passed away because of a heart-attack. 

Now we just have Mischief who is a self-proclaimed ‘Lady Of The House.’ She sleeps besides me every night, loved by everyone in the house.