I have seen him pass besides me many times. He was slightly fat but I always admired his fatness. He's beautiful and I loved seeing it walk elegantly every morning along the park. it's indeed entertaining to watch his brown tail wag in the morning breeze. He has black penetrating eyes and his sweet bark wakes me up in the morning every day. His ears are drooping and moves gracefully with the wind. His hair below the belly is white and is clean of any dust.
I know his house and I have admired how clean his kennel is kept. He eats the best food and i hope it's tasty but I never get to eat it. one day I also want to be fed and taken care properly like him.
He has a clear schedule to follow from morning to evening. He wakes up at 630 and walk with the master. He then gets a bath done by a servant. He is given food which comes in large yellow packet with a cute looking member of our family printed on the cover. He's then put back in kennel till evening when he takes another walk but now with the masters wife. In between he is given meals of chicken or sometimes mutton twice a day but he has to take it within the confinement of kennel. He gets a pat or two from each member of the family. I have seen the master checking always if he had food before master himself takes his food.
And see me I have no routine I'm not sure if I will get my food but I am happy that the benevolent people around us still feed me. They are all leftover food and I never get any meat as food. Hence I am skinny. I am always in the company of 2-3 of my other skinny friends who share the food. I am with my friends all day playing with whatever we see around. I need not walk with master nor do I need to follow the ritual baths of the mornings. We are also benevolent to all people in our territory and we keep all of them away from nuisance. We do this from heart and not because we were asked to do.
The worst thing l hate of my fat friend is the chain that binds him to the master or to the pole. He is forced to be disciplined and not to think of anything. He cannot even bark and protest for it hurts the master. He has to wag his tail always and make hissing sound while master or his family and friends are around but never can bark and can never enter any place he's prohibited to enter. i hate it because he hates it.
I have seen him standing in two legs and his other two legs on the parapet wall and watching us play while he is shackled by the chains. His chain keeps the moving maximum of 5 meters inside the kennel. He gets frustrated but who other than us to see.
I know he hates being paraded around the masters friends but he has to do it against his wishes. He hates to hear the praise of his timidness and his discipline buts wags to appreciate his masters comments.
I may neither be sure the of my food nor do I get the best food. I may not have the best house to stay but I am happy with my friends out on the public road. I can bark all night without being reprimanded by any master. I can walk any where within my territory. I can think to do good deeds or mischief for I am the master of my own life. I'm happy because I'm free.
