Rowdy Roger-"Don't Angry Me!"

Me and Roger share a 'love-hate' relationship. In case you're wondering who Roger is, he's my seven year old pet Labrador. It is a love hate relationship coz I find him rather dumb and he finds me rather dominating. Although I'd like to put this in the right perspective and say that he probably just acts dumb so that he could get away with a lot of mischief! And I appear dominating coz I try to be his much needed disciplinarian! But yet the love we share is one of its kind.

Our daily 'us-time' every morning.

Every morning soon after I'm up, we share a few quiet moments of quality time with each other on the terrace that our living room opens into. Me on the swing munching on a fruit and he staring out on the road from the narrow horizontal bars on the parapet wall which give him a view of activities happening in the lane below. This 'us-time' lasts only for about three minutes. This routine however is conditional. Conditions being that he had not sneaked and climbed on the living room sofa when I was still asleep. As soon as I step out every morning my eyes instinctively scan the sofa for traces of fur that his coat sheds, to check if he's again slipped into his rebellious obstinate mode and done his bit to agonize me. I insist on this discipline coz he sheds very badly and soils the sofa which in turn becomes too much of a cleaning process to handle. He has his own couch next to it and that is where he ideally should be lounging. The days he breaks this rule, he disappears in some invisible corner of the house as soon as he sees me, with his tail tucked between his legs. He knows he'll be questioned and that freaks him into a panic mode!