I don’t remember the exact years but I am pretty sure it was around 1990 or so that my cousins in Mattancherry got a dog named Snoopy. Snoopy was a pointer and perhaps the only Pointer I have ever seen in my life and they are kind of a rare breed to have where I live.
Pointers are used to find game for hunters, and are considered by gundog enthusiasts to be one of the finest breeds of its type; however, unlike most other pointing breeds, its purpose is to point, not retrieve game.
Funny thing about Snoopy is she was a yard dog, meaning she had a kennel at one end of the property. next to the gate and in the late evenings, just before dinner, my cousins or uncle would let her free to roam the yard. And we don’t know when but she developed a strange hobby – she would dig up some plants in the yard and then dig a hole elsewhere and then replant plant them! It was crude and messy but she always did it. We couldn’t stop laughing at this 4 legged gardener that has blossomed in the nights where she was probably bored by herself.
I will never forget that and how happy she was when her humans found her handiwork the next day. She had that proud look on her face. As if saying “I did that”!
Prompt from 30 Days of April Writing Prompts at The SitsGirls