It began with him-a little black furball with eyes that tore into your soul with their look of hope. Cuddled in my 6 foot 2 sons’ arms-he melted our hearts. Little did we know that he was to leave us in a day
Nadya, my son’s friend had picked him out at Friendicoes-and gifted him to Sid. They named him Grumble for the little rumbling grumbling noises he made.He was not in very good health. My sons and their friends nursed him day and night for a week-taking him regularly to the vet.
Around the 8th day- he breathed his last on Dr Kumar’s table. The previous vet had treated him wrongly.
My husband, Sid, Nick and Nadya gave him a tearful burial in a field near our home.
I watched as my hulk of a son cried his heart out for a week. It was a side of him I had never seen before.
To cheer him up, we then adopted 4 street pups-and then came Blizzard and Pheoneix –and as they say-life has not been the same since.
It all began with Grumble-and ofocurse Nadya. Thank you Nadya
Sid and Nadya visit Grumble's final resting place even today-and place flowers -for a soul who lit up our hearts and then left for his special place in heaven
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