If you haven’t witnessed the sadness on the face of a lonely pug, you haven’t witnessed the happiness that flits across its face when random strangers cuddle it. As if loneliness wasn’t enough, it was left on the cemented terrace on a hot afternoon. We found it crouching under a little shade of an overhead water tank. Panting, probably under uncomfortable under the heavy coat in the hot weather so much so that it didn’t budge when we turned the tap on on it for a whole minute.
The sadness was so heart crushing that we spent a large portion of the afternoon, playing with it, To have given it some care, must have been that thing they call “redemption”.
This is her (Tipsy).
Rest of the three who were around:
Currently: “Coldplay – Fix you” on-repeat.