I lost my pet Bani to tick fever recently. She stayed with us for 10 years. Each time I looked at her made me aware of how special she was for all of us. We got her when she was just 2 months old. I had never seen her, but I fell in love with the long eared black colored Pomeranian mixed breed. Her feet and her chest were the color white.
Smart and well behaved from the very beginning, this girl won our hearts within no time, initially her calls to her mother were answered by my Daddy when he actually spend two nights in a recliner with Bani in his lap.
It was within in time that she started considering my parents her own and we were always her siblings. She has a different way of treating us and respect for my parents was very obvious. This was our first pet, earlier ones were fish, and we had no clue about bringing her up. We decided to take her to visit the Vet. The Vet was more than happy to get Bani as her patient, she knew her mother and warned us about her temper.
Bani was a darling, only time when we really faced difficult was potty training her, we in our way started telling her 'Bani do potty here and not in the balcony!' within two months the smart girl understood. Obedience was one of her virtue, she obeyed only Mom and Dad, he fought with me like an equal.
She loved me but had some special sentiment for me, maybe because I was the one who gave her a bath every four days and brushed her teeth. I love to hug, I cuddle my son and same was for her, and she hated it, each time she slept and I went near her to give her a hug, I would hear a low growl as a warning.
We treated Bani as a pet and as the baby of our home, we tried not to make a noise when she slept and ensured she got lot of milk (that she loved). Since she was our first pet, our idea of food dogs loved was bread. She never ate it, then we started with roti Indian bread, that she ate but not with the milk. My Mom then started giving her home made butter that she loved. Till the day she passed away, we gave her home made butter mixed with roti, but the level of activity was high and she was never a fat girl, instead she maintained her streamlined shape for almost 7 years.
All she got in our house was eggs and lot of veggies, she loved fish, but we did not eat fish, she loved green peas, tomatoes, eggs, bananas, carrots, biscuits, ice cream and milk and all that she got. She loved cheese and we made sure she got it too.
Bani was playful, in fact as a puppy she was capable of destroying several of my brother's pure leather heavy shoes, she would carry these to her bedding and tear them bit by bit, if left unmonitored. She broke of buckles of my cousins brand new sandals. Fast learner, she soon learned to fetch and would enjoy play sessions with her numerous plastic balls and rings.
It was surprising to see how well she could communicate without speaking a single word, as time went by each look gave a message and we started understanding what she wanted. Pampered as she was; we never really put a leash on her whenever we went out and she really never wandered, she would be at someone's heels. She had special affection for my 90 year old grandmother. Whenever we took Granny for a walk, Bani would ensure that she walked beside her almost like a guard. My granny, a cleanliness freak would touch Bani only on the day she took a bath. Her coat was always shining and ever so smooth. She was always in an excellent health condition. Her eyes full of mischief and unconditional affection.
Her death at the age of 10 was a result of a massive heart failure brought on by tick fever, though in her younger days, ticks were never a problem. After she passed 8 years of age, ticks were really rampant in spite of using all types of anti-ticks shampoos; she kept on getting the problem.
After two surgeries; one for spaying and another one for tumors at the age of 7 and 9 consecutively, she had lost the initial strength, peppiness and zest for life. Her succumbing to death has left a deep emptiness in our lives. That she was present in all the important events of my life, reminds me all the more of her every important mile stone. She passed away ever so quietly under her favorite chair, my only remorse remains that I did not get to see her before she was buried. Her memories will forever stay in our hearts.
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