kalmuhis pics

kalmuhi when we were shifting..she didnt know what was happening

congrats..kalmuhi becomes mother!!

hey...i know no one reads this..but bcoz this blog is about my dear bitch Kalmuhi, i would like to share this good news...kalmuhi gave birth to puppies!

but its not as good as it sounds..kalmuhi is alone now, i have left Khatima and kalmuhi is all alone..i got the news of her delivery from a shop in khtima i used to visit. she comes to the shop everyday to search for me and my family believing we are in the shop, she doesnt know..we are miles away in delhi...she is alone..

its hard for a street bitch to give birth..many die of hunger or illness..but she survived..i am proud of her coz i know how difficult it is..she did it by herself..

at this point i am almost shedding tears...i miss her..i pity her...she must be struggling to feed herself and har pups..

good luck kalmuhi..

your master..raghu

Introducing Kalmuhi!

Hi all..you will be surprised to know who i am. I am a dog. Sounds funny? Actually i am a bitch. sounds funnier? You humans are so mean!!

Let me introduce myself..i am a white/creamish street dog..only my face is black, i have lovely canines and a fat tail..dogs find it very sexy. I live in a city in Uttaranchal ,India. Its a messy place with open gutters, littered garbage all over the city and open meat and fish shops...all these things make this place a complete heaven. I dont know why humans hate me so much.

I am a normal bitch. I have only one small specialty.. i know how to operate computer. I have just started to browse internet and i loved it. Specially Paris Hilton..she loves us..maybe that is the reason why people call her 'bitch'.

My introduction cant be complete without mentioning my master..Raghu..i am using his computer..he is sleeping in the adjacent room! Yes i know..you must be wondering how a street dog can have a master..that too a master with such a funny name..its a bit complex. I will explain later..

I am tired now..its hard to type without fingers..i will continue later..

bye!!Bow Boww!

My birth in a cruel world!

Hi..i must tell you something before starting with my story. Its very difficult for a dog/bitch to write an autobiography because its almost impossible for us to go down memory lanes. We dont have a big brain like you..humans are good at biographys but believe me..this is the only thing humans are good at.

Lets begin..

My mother ,Jarnail(i still don't know the meaning of her name), gave birth to me and six others like me on a street of Khatima. For three days or so, i couldnt open my eyes. Those were the best days of my life. No worries, no tensions, just me, my mom, her nipples, siblings fighting for nipples and her stories.

She is a good story-teller. Her stories were more enjoyable than her milk. It ranged from her puppy-hood stories to the history of dogs. There is a famous legend between doggies that our ancestors were Wolfs. They ruled the world till human beings came on earth. Our ancestors served them for food leaving us, their decedents, on the mercy of humans.

Then one day i opened my eyes. My mother was the first thing i saw. She was sleeping. She looked very elegant, golden hair, brown eyes, fierce canines and breasts full of milk. I saw her agape and slept after a while. I woke up when i heard loud barks. It was my mother barking on Mr Manoj who was mercilessly taking all my brothers and sisters away from her. No-one helped my mother. I think she should have used her canines. The first human i saw was a murderer. MR MASS MURDERER MANOJ - M4! I was lucky to survive M4!

Now i was the only puppy left...i had plenty of milk to drink..no competition and mother's full attention. I think i should thank M4 for that.

The rest of my life will be unfolded on next post..follow this blog for updates..

With love and licks..Kalmuhi..bow bow..