Its raining Dogs and Cats

So after a rant about god, what can one write about? Well, lotsa things actually, but lets dwell on cats and dogs. Yes, lets talk about those friends of ours in lonely moments, our alter egos. They are equally at home in remote hamlets to the largest cities.

For a few days every monsoon, these beings create a ruckus at night, exactly at the moment that I am about to FINALLY fall asleep. "Mating season it is" , my all knowing Yoda wife tells me, when I can't fathom the reason for these voices from the dark  side.

Well why can't the damn Pune municipal guys pick up the strays among them? Appropriate sentiment, especially in the given frame of mind. After all there are so many strays loitering around !

Wifey and my mom being the more aware members of the society actually did call up the health authorities a coupla years back. Why can't we Indians have clean streets with no litter and no strays or any dispensation? A shining city like Singapore perhaps? Or melbourne or..New York...nah the big apple's got em too...:-)

Well, I am torn, really torn. No no, not torn to shreds by rabid dogs, but rather between my desire for a city without strays &good sleep
and
whether its really correct to call in the dog/cat squad.

Think about it from their perspective for a moment. They are stray, not by choice but by circumstance. Several pups came to this earth in some rubbish bin or in the backyard amongst the grasses of some housing society where the mother could keep them warm and safe.

They then had to live rough, get chased by mean spirited kids and then one fine day some homo sapien calls and another picks them up to be killed. Pretty much mirrors the life of human orphans and street kids doesnt it?

If a Jain or buddist monk comes to me at this moment and talks about how how one is born as a human after 1000 lives as cats, dogs and other species then it would really stoke up feelings of kindness for these  street urchins.

How you seen how the pet industry is growing in India. No wonder these mongrels feel the have and have-not divide too ! They have to scrap for every morsel while others live in fancy bungalows with special diets and what not!

And what about the health department guys who have to do the onerous task of picking and perhaps killing off these unwanted ones?  Do they and can they leave their emotions behind in the line of duty. Very hard one would imagine.

Of course we would get a good nights sleep, no longer fret over how modern India is still a place where stays wander and cause road accidents....but still is there no moral conundrum here?

Mebbe , I am going soft with age.

Well its not all gloomy for the strays though. Some can rest at fine places and get to each morsels of expensive food.

Beware, its the monsoon and its raining cats and dogs!