Thursday 14 April 2016

Angel's Without a Halo!

We humans can unsee what was seen, unhear what was heard. But there are a few who don’t. They are the closest angels to you. The world comes together in helping them.

This story had to be said long ago. 

Story 1:

On a regular day in college when we were discussing about veganism and a lot of other things about animals, my friend mentioned to me about this ill treated Saint Bernard in some place on his way to college. I asked him to click some pictures and then completely unheard what he said. It was only weeks later he reminded me about the dog and this time I hated myself for forgetting someone who so needed help from me. The dog was definitely in need. I asked him to send pictures at any cost that day and it broke my heart to see a dog like that.

Gombe, the way he was heartlessly chained in metal


A small leash. Smaller than his own height. It didn’t even let him lie down when he wanted to. Covered with cow dung and files. I knew only one thing that could be done. That night, I posted the pictures, location and mentioned my lack of knowledge about the whole issue and requested for suggestions on a Dog Lovers group.

I woke up the next day to some beautiful souls. Comments poured in from a number of people with various suggestions and a few members went a step ahead in going to the location and talking to the people who had chained the dog. Happened that they had named her Gombe (meant “Doll” in Kannada). She was a doll but not a happy one. The few members who visited the place discovered that the lady who owned the dog was a breeder and misused the dog. She was warned a number of times to stop. The warnings seemed invain. She continued to chain Gombe outside and nothing changed about what was happening. She looked sick and starved.

Series of discussions followed on the group and a lot of them didn’t know each other. But the want to help Gombe kept everyone together and the group of Angels managed to get gombe out of that cruel house. She was moved to a rescue shelter near Bannerghatta road and later into the wonderful home of an adult dog rescuer and lived happily ever after. She was given the name “Mai” and became a part of the family. :’) and the rest was history.

Gombe at the rescue shelter. She stayed here for about a week



Mai at her home where she is loved!



Story 2:

This tiny looking old lady showed up in front of my home sometime during the beginning of this year. She looked lost/abandoned and very scared of humans. She ran when i gave her food and ran harder when i tried to talk to her. She ran and her little bump shaked with her. My uncle surely said, “she is pregnant”. I unsaw that and she showed up herself a week later and this time hungry. I gave her biscuits and she didn’t like them. She was trying to cross the road and almost got hit by an auto. It was nobody’s fault. She was a little brown Dashuand and sinked with the street lights with no difficulty and it wasn’t easy to guess that she was there. That’s when I realised she was not safe on road. 

The first time Mugsy posed with me!


This group came to the rescue again. I posted her picture and asked for help and mentioned how she is not even letting me touch her. I sat on the road with her for 3 hours and made sure she didn’t get on road until help arrived. At 11pm my family lost it. They knew I had my marketing paper the next day. My brother sat with me on road too and kept giving her different food ranging from glucose biscuits to dog food like drools and pedigree. My neighbour, who was studying veterinary came to talk to her to. But she liked no one. Probably the effect of the bad humans in her life in the past. We sat there while discussions happened on the group about who could come and help her at this time. We also named her Mugsy.(The brown dog in the FB messenger stickers).




The day Mugsy was leaving... while we waited for Rajesh to pick her up..

 It happened that the angel received the message little late. But however, he stayed 4 kilometres away from my home. He came at 11.45pm and we ran with little Mugsy and he finally managed to tie her up to a pole. Then the real magic happened. She ate food that I could least think of. She ate curd rice. Our angel had to rush to a different rescue and promised to come and pick her up the next day. He did so and Mugsy passed a number of beautiful hands to reach the home of a rescuer who even witnessed delivery of her babies. The rest is history. Mugsy became Misty in her new, happier home and she is living happily under a safe shelter. 

Misty and her babies with Rajesh


The strong urge to give up on social media breaks little harder every time something so beautiful happens. Facebook is worth the diversions.


The details that remained untalked about:

Group: Bombat Dagwz

Angels without an Halo: My Family, Ranjith, Rekha, Apoorva, Sushma, Rajesh, Rashmi, Namratha, Keertish, Rajesh’s Friends, Sandeep, Vasudev Murthy sir, Sumanth, Debbie, Gargi and the whole member family of Bombat Dagwz and every other unsung super hero in real life.

PS: My apologies if I’ve missed anybody’s name. You know you are making this world a beautiful place. You are the kind of people the world needs.

PPS: Carry a bottle of water and a water bowl. After your street friend eats biscuits/bun, give him/her water… they need it more than anything else this summer. 


Happy Animal Loving! :)