Every morning when we stepped down from the clumsy stairs the trio came from nowhere. Ready like nothing to just grab food I guess. But we empty handed people just had love to show. Licking our feet...Eww...and Aww...
The names blacky and hero were indeed given on there characteristics. Strong and dark. But don't know from where did the name geo came? I think from my maths chapter ?... however, it was good enough to fit my standards of naming.
We simply used to walk out. For sometime they would follow us but never came out of the society gate.
Slowly and gradually we built a relationship, a relationship without name , a relationship without aim.
The love in their shining eyes and beauty in their small curled tails had no bounds.
We were totally in love with them. It had become our duty to feed them every morning and evening and sometimes in scorching heat I would go down and fill their pot with some water.

One day when we came out to feed them we noticed that hero wasn't eating anything.
Neither his favorite biscuits. We ignored it , thought that he might have eaten something from someone.
In evening also he wasn't well. We took him to the vet. He checked him and gave him injections. He was first time traveling in car. He was really curious and looking all around, but he couldn't jump or bark, he didn't had much strength.
We came home and he went back to his comfy zone under our car.



© Aparna