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I'm a landrace dog fancier. Founder of the INDog Project (www.indog.co.in) and the INDog Club. Before that, I worked with urban free-ranging dogs of Mumbai from 1993-2007. Also a spider enthusiast and amateur arachnologist.

This blog is for aboriginal dog enthusiasts. It is part of the INDog Project www.indog.co.in. Only INDogs (Indian Pariah Dog) and INDog-mixes (Indies) are featured here. The two are NOT the same, do please read the text on the right to understand the difference. Our aim: to create awareness about the primitive landrace village dog of the Indian subcontinent. I sometimes feature other landrace breeds too. Also see padsociety.org

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

To Lucky, with love

Stuti Jain's touching tribute to a beloved family member

This is about my little brother Lucky. He is no longer with me now...but he will be in my heart forever. 

He was by my side when my human best friends left me alone...His licking my face, the wag of his tail, his bark made me feel happy about my life during some bad days. I guess all dogs are cute but Lucky was the most handsome dog I ever came across. He had the cutest and most innocent face a dog can ever have. But his acts were not that innocent (!) Once he ate the shoe of a guest who came for dinner to our place. He ate almost everything, from curtains to my expensive shoes to chair legs...everything. He had those chewing toys but he was rarely interested in playing with them. He just loved spoiling things in his free time. It was tough to punish him because of the guilty look he gave afterwards.

My brother and I rescued him from a street near my house after he and his mother got hit in an accident. His mother was dead by the time we noticed them. We kept the pup with us. He was the most pampered child of our family. And of all the members of our family, he was closest to me. He never left me alone. My brother used to call him 'didi's tail' because he always followed me. No-one had the guts to yell at me when he was around!

He was a cute spoiled brat...my favourite little guy!

Five or six years ago I was seriously ill and in bed rest for almost five months. I remember he never left me alone all that time. He slept in my room throughout. I had a problem related to my digestive system, so my appetite was very poor. Normally he never missed his meals for anybody. He was a big foodie and simply loved milk and malai kulfi! He used to bark like crazy whenever the kulfiwala passed our colony. But during my illness he would only eat after I had eaten. That was a good blackmailing tactic for my mom and dad to make me eat my food!

He always slept with his head on my lap, like this.

My parents used to tell my Lucky stopped eating after I moved to Hyderabad for further studies. I'm living in a hostel so it was not possible to bring him with me. I thought he would be okay in a few days. This was not the first time that he was grieving in my absence. He did the same thing when my brother went to a hostel. But he was back to normal in a week or so. But this time it was not normal. I should be happy to be one of those few lucky people on earth who come across such true friends - but instead I am sad because his devotion to me was the cause of his death...

My parents didn't tell me about his death for one month. They knew it would disturb me. And yes, they were right. It's like I have lost my little brother. He was always there when I needed a friend. I regret not being with him when he needed me the most.

No human can ever love anybody as dogs do. Dogs are the best creation of god. I don't know if anyone can ever take the place Lucky had in my life. I'm sure nobody can ever love me and care for me as he did.

Stuti Jain

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Sunday, September 8, 2013


Radha is a very cute INDog-mix from Chennai, who recently got adopted in the US. 

Owner Constance wrote in about her:

I live in San Francisco, California. I was looking for a mix-breed dog to adopt. I was on a local website called 'Grateful Dogs.' There was a photo of Finnegan, a mixed hound dog from South India. I couldn't believe my eyes. I had just returned from Tamil Nadu and Kerala a couple of months prior to this. Tamil Nadu holds a special place in my heart. I have visited India four times, twice to Pondicherry to visit Sri Aurobindo's ashram.

I emailed Shannon McDonnell, the contact person for Finnegan. She telephoned me right away and told me Finnegan was no longer available, but was I interested in hearing about another dog, Claire? As it happened Shannon and her husband, Tim Cloonan, lived in Tamil Nadu for six years for Tim's job, and brought their dog, a female boxer with them. Tim and Shannon rescued six Indian 'country dogs' with the help of their boxer, who was 'mommy' to them.

Claire was four months old when they adopted her. She was given cow's milk by someone and got a calcium rush to her front legs. Her feet became misshapen and she was rejected by her mother and could no longer nurse. When Tim and Shannon found her, her ears were studded with ticks. They took her to a veterinarian who treated her well. When it was time to return to the USA, Shannon and Tim got all the dogs health certificates and were allowed to bring all six back to San Francisco.

We renamed Claire "Radha". She is four years old and I love her like crazy!

Text and photos: Constance G. Hills
San Francisco

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