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been permanently abandoned by his in disguise, we returned home. Oh
owners, there was no trace of the man yes! I also got him a new leash and
who dropped him, and the phones bowls.
were either shut or unresponsive.
On our way back from Vet, Binu and
Hallelujah! Bringing home another I discussed of getting baby Tango
baby was the most unlikely thing my adopted within a week.
heart could tell me, and here he was
a sweet innocent baby nowhere to The next ten days were a whirlwind
go. What do I do now?… that was a big of activities. Tango decided never
question. to leave my side, his big black
eyes followed me everywhere. He
wouldn’t sleep for the fear of losing
sight of me; he slept on my pillow
for the duration I rested. For him, I
became his world. He seemed very
insecure; I could see the terror in
his eyes. He treated me as a saviour
and decided to bite everyone else.
TANGO BECAME His biting habit was unpredictable!
MY SHADOW. Within two days, he bit every staff
HE EITHER BIT and family member. His solace was
OR BARKED AT me and everyone else was his enemy.
The family was turning against him.
EVERY HUMAN HE
Every human, Tango came in contact
ENCOUNTERED. TO
with, was going for their anti rabies
CALM HIS NERVES, vaccination. This was clearly an act
I TOOK HIM AND of defence for the little brat.
SIKANDER ON A
VACATION TO THE Now the prospective owners started
HILLS. streaming in to check baby Tango out
for adoption. My house was leaking
due to rains. The whole exercise of
Amongst this entire hullabaloo, my to big bloody boils all over his body, calling people in a leaky house was

constant confused companion was being camouflaged by his long white embarrassing. Interviews started,
my other baby Sikander. He was fur. and strange questions were asked of
curious but not jealous! Sikander is me.
my little Pekingese, who is the center I was getting very worried, thinking
of my universe. He is intelligent and that he might infect my precious “What will he eat?”
very kind hearted, not for a second I Sikander. At this point, nothing
got a bad vibe from him for Tango. seemed right. I called Binu. She was “How many times will he pee and
shocked at the way Tango had been poop?”
My stress levels were very high banished from his home. Being an
by evening and the rains were animal lover and my dear friend, she “How many times does he have to go
torrential; there was no sign of Tango rushed to my home and we decided for his walk?”
going back to his owners. As I started to take Tango to a senior Vet, Dr R.,
patting his furry body, I realized that and to a spa before the sleep time set “Will he adjust with my work life?”
his whole body was full of millions of in. Three hours later, with a spick and
ticks. He was smelling very bad due span Tango who looked like an angel “Will he like my kids?”

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