Dec 222015

Many Thousands of years ago, Dogs domesticated human beings. Ever since then, have slaved over them long and hard, and in turn they let us believe we own them. Not.


So, the diva is getting old … she is almost 14. And she is getting more imperious with age. She has cataract in one eye – the vet has told us not to operate; and she is just recovering from a bacterial infection that led her to lose most of her hair (it is now growing back).

This evening, she peed in the drawing room. And then, she promptly ambled into my room, and lay down. The expression on her face was akin to that of a princess awaiting her appointment with the executioner with the axe.

Mom says “pavam di (poor thing), she must be cold” … and goes off to cover her with a blanket. I clean up, and as i begin to get back to work, her highness calls out to me “come apologise to me for being pissed that i peed on the floor”

Like i said, they  domesticated us a few thousand years ago, and we still haven’t figured it out.

Jun 202014

I don’t particularly like the cold. And unless it gets really hot (48 degrees) or really humid (Chennai), i can handle warm and sultry weather.

The Dog(ess), on the other hand, cannot.

So, a few days ago, she walks into my room, and sits on the floor facing the AC. I am working. She looks at the AC intently. I glance at her and continue working. She barks. I ask her, “do you want chewsticks” (in Tamil). She turns away her face, with disdain. Then i ask her, “Do you want to be brushed”. She gives me a “How many years does it take to train a human in basic bark”  look. Finally she begins a steady set of low and angry yelps, still looking at the AC. I take the remote and switch it on. She looks at the AC and smiles, puts her head between her paws and plans her next move.

(and yes, she is a Diva) 😀

Nov 152010

Rani the Curious

…. and the Dog(ess) who rules our household with a firm paw.

She has perfected the art of division of labour in the household – dad is for treats, mom is for feeds, i for grooming, and JD for playing … though sometimes she gives us time out from our appointed tasks and goes to the other and commands them to serve.

She also is very clear that she is the centre of attention in the family. All conversations have to include her – so if whether we are discussing the telecom scam or what we would like to eat for dinner – rani has to be asked what she thinks. She may glare at us balefully and put her head down or snort her amusement or bark till we change the topic. The bulk of family conversations happen with me brushing her – where she shows each part of her torso to be brushed. If i am diverted too much by the conversation – she chides me and commands me back to work !

She also hates being left out of anything. If we go out – without her – she can sulk, scream, pummel the door and cry like an abandoned child when we return. She also has a repertoire of swear words – all of us know when she is swearing – i wonder if all dogs do that … when we go out she uses it on us. If we leave the house without saying bye to her she has been known to swear at the offending person when they come home… JD got the brunt of it a few weeks ago…

There was a time when i got home really late – was out partying with friends. I got home and opened the door to realise that Madam is sitting at the door. She read me the riot act in the loudest possible voice …must have woken up people two buildings away…

And finally the Beetles got it wrong in “a Hard day’s night and i’ve been working like a dog” – she is just about the laziest thing that i have ever seen … more Garfield than Dog … with Hobbes’ sense of humour:)

Aug 092009


The Boss.

Quite a character. Swears like a sailor. Commands like an empress. Plays like a child. Is stubborn as a mule. Sulks like a prima donna. stalks like a hunter. pranoid. self willed. with a sense of humour . Never name your dog Rani or Raja – they get delusions of grandeur.

We initally wanted to call her Cleopatra – thank heavens, we didn’t. Had we done that , she would have insisted on bathing in asses milk !

Apr 282008

The Dogess with a Sense of Humour

The Dogess with a sense of humour 🙂 albeit a warped one ! 

Lurking ...

Lurking …. That's what she does best.

Yes she is gorgeous.  No, she is definitely not friendly. No, No, even if you are good with other dogs … she is still dangerous. Seriously. Not dangerous maybe…. just paranoid with a tendency to attack first and ask questions later. No, she will be very apologetic….. It's cool. it's only three injections in today's day and age. No, No, not 14. Yes, I have had a dose of injections. …. my hand got in the way of her teeth 🙂