Rani: The Queen

Actually who are you? A playmate, a guard or a friend… I don’t know how to describe. May be that is the reason why when my maid informed me that you ‘passed away’ I was really shocked. Many will tease me for giving the above phrase for a dog. But I don’t want to write it off as a simple death.

You deserve a special honor for living a prestigious 14 years when other fellow dogs died after miserable 9 years. We called you Rani because you deserve that name. You were the queen of our family. More than anyone else, you were cautious when strangers entered our compound.

You were really unique for me and my cousins because:

• You were a part of our childhood memories
• While we were kids, we considered all dogs as monsters except you
• Except barking, you never did any harm to anyone
• No one complained that you tried to bite them
• Like us, you were also little naughty

Even if you ran around the compound when no one noticed, you did not run away from our house. You were a member of our family. That is why my uncle announced that we are not buying any more dogs.

For me, you were a friend who used to stare at me as if you understood whatever I thought sitting in the verandah looking at you. Now all that is left is an empty kennel and a few memoirs. RIP our dear queen Rani… We’ll miss you very badly!