I used to live at DIAT, GIRINAGAR (it’s an area on the outskirts of Pune city (India) – close to the famous Khadakwasla lake).
About a week before the day of love (Valentine's Day), someone from DIAT was cruel enough to call an NGO to take me away. They felt I was a threat to their children. In reality, I am a friendly dog and I love playing with humans. I can get a little aggressive…but that’s only because I try and protect myself and my territory.
Right now, I have been locked in a cage. The cage is too small for me. I can barely move.
The NGO people give me food everyday, but honestly speaking, that is just not enough. I need to be out in the open. I was free for 5 years of my life. It’s not fair to expect me to sit in a cage all day.
On Saturday, one of my closest friends from came to see me. She brought me some yummy treats and I didn’t want her to go. She just wanted to see if I was alright.
Physically, I am ok. But I’m not ok inside.
I know that the NGO will not keep for long. They have too many dogs. And not enough cages for all of them. Eventually they will have to either kill me or leave me somewhere on the streets of Pune (because the person who complained about me doesn’t me in DIAT ever again).
If you have a home where I can possibly live…or even an open ground for me to live in…I would be so grateful. A little food and some open space is all I need. I won’t bother you. I won’t bite you. That’s my promise.
My friend tried her best to convince those people to let me be. But, some humans are just…
Please help me. If you can.
(This is dedicated to an innocent dog who I named Hamlet within the cantonment I stay at. He was already living on the street in front of the house when we moved in, but he befriended us and cam over for every meal. He responded to us, to our commands and was protective of our own little dog Elsa too. However, our neighbour who holds negative views of pets in general wanted him removed / relocated and so she called an NGO to take him away one day when we were at work.)
There is only one thing to say - Poor Hamlet. The streets at DIAT were his home. But, that all changed through no fault of his.
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