My love for pets started back during my final year at school. Steve, my school friend, and I used to sit out in the school garden for our lunch during our break where a puppy would come each day and sit next to us. We would share our food with the little dog and finish our lunch quickly so that we could play with him. He used to run after us, cuddle with us, and there was so much love. Sadly, I had to leave the school after graduation and as a result, the puppy too was left behind. It took months for me to get over the affection the cute little boy left over me.
All these years have gone by. I completed my college degree, found a decent job, got married, and had a baby girl. By the grace of God, life gave me everything that one could seek. Though deep in my mind, I had a feeling of missing something but did not realize that until I met ‘Cookie’.
Molly, my wife, and I went for shopping one day. We were at the basement parking of the shopping mall and were about to drive ourselves home. The car engines were just warmed up, I saw a black and white Rat Terrier puppy run through the drive-way towards our car. He looked exhausted and tired. I took him inside and made him sit on the car seat. Molly fed him with a bit of the snack and water. While he was relaxing in the car, I went up the building to different shops to see if the puppy belonged to anyone and may have lost him in the crowd only to find out there was no one that claimed him. We brought him home leaving our contact information to the ‘lost and found’ department of the shopping mall, in case, someone had lost him just like we had found him.
