Tweego

I am reading through Bombay Times, a supplement of Times of India that features the latest Page-3 parties, gossips on Bollywood Celebs, et al and have reached ‘Page 3’ when Tweego ‘strolls’ in, jumps onto the bed, sits next to me, looks at me (read – rather gives me that ‘impress me’ look) and wags his tail (phew! That took care of that look!). That’s the perfect start to his morning.

At times I want to call him ‘mojojo.’ Pronunciation ( mo…jojojo. Stress on mo and then jojojo in a single breath)

So where were we.. he’s wagging his tail; and I get back to reading Page 3; not that it interests me.. but since I am on it (not at a Page 3 party but on that page) lets read this too.
I consider these Page 3 gigs a One act play:
Lady 1 meets Lady 2:
Oh dar…hh..ling, how are you? Muah, muah.. half hearted hug… oh! You’re looking so pretty./? (was that a question?) Where did you get this dress from? (will she ever go there?)
Where have you been all this while? (you were better there)

Lady 2: Oh..I’ve been here.. there..blah blah (Lady 1 doesn’t care, but that’s the best way to kill time)

So all these ladies are doing the same gig, it’s like several One Act Plays enacted spontaneously. Then they get drunk, they dance, and.. . (Kids read this blog too; cautionary measure taken)

How would it be if Tweego was in one of these parties? I am sure he’s learnt a lot of nautanki’s from me in all these dog-years.

Tweego giving this Look !

I look at him and ask him through my 6th sense; I wonder which ‘th sense he uses, he receives my transmitted signal and reciprocates with a look similar to this.

A certain gloom and paranoia has shadowed him. Our regular walks are not the same anymore. His senses are highly attentive when in the open. He fears that a BMC (Bombay Municipality Corporation) official will either sterilize him or kill him; mistaking him to be a stray.

This sorry situation seems to bring the best in him. When I throw the ball on the wall, expecting him to run behind it and grab it in his mouth, he waits for it to rebound and then grab it, completely surprising me. He’s scared that the ball might take him out of my sight and in the zone of danger.

Whenever I watch TV in my room, he comes in kicking a football; pauses, gives me a sad-sorry look and continues to play with the ball. I stare. I stare at him. Who is more intelligent? Isn’t Man the most intelligent of all living creatures?
Tweego never questions. I think he believes questioning is for journalists. No wonder he dislikes TV and the newspapers.
What good are questions anyway. It hasn’t and doesn’t solve the purpose.

Tweego has quickly adapted to his situation and moved on. I no longer feel sorry for him, I feel sorry for myself.

Wishing you a very Happy Christmas.

Rumor has it that PETA is filing a case against Vodafone for the exploitation of the pug in their recent TVC’s. [watch it]

Tweego has been complaining ever since he saw those ads. He has stopped running, playing “dog-foot-ball” with me and has started a campaign, “no barking day” on Sundays as he believes that his campaign will be noticed too and will get it’s due participation from various ‘dog owners‘ because he participated with enthusiasm on “No honking day” and “Mumbai-unplugged“. He fails to realize that even he is affected by these forms of pollution, but my words always fall on deaf ears!

Tweego is a stubborn dog and he has stopped wagging his tail. He no longer watches television or listens to the radio. That Vodafone ad and the jingle is always played on these two mediums and because of this sad plight we’ve been forced to join in. If we don’t then he sits in a corner and stares at us. Whenever I look at him, his eyes acts like a projector, continuously beaming that ad.

He can’t imagine how a dog could run with a sock in his mouth. The first time he saw it, he ran to the loo and jumped into the bath tub and demanded a bath, a bubbles bath.

Then, the dog running behind a bus! Damn the bus is too big for his size! Why is that pug running behind that bus with a tie in its mouth! Couldn’t he find a bone?
It later clicked me that they must have made that pug run a zillion times due to re-takes. I didn’t mention that because I can’t imagine what he could have done. Probably would have paid you a visit!

It’s sad seeing him like this. He’s too quiet to be a dog.

And because of this, I humbly request, please, please take the necessary permissions from Tweego the next time you make such ads. Don’t take permissions from a Man or any organization; he/they won’t understand the emotions of a dog. Tweego does, ask him. Otherwise, you’ll, probably witness the Dog form of ‘satyagraha‘ and ‘every day, a new campaign‘.

I sincerely hope that you will take the necessary steps to sort this issue out,

or else ….