My pet – Bani

I lost my pet Bani to tick fever recently. She stayed with us for 10 years. Every time she looked at her she made me realize how special she was to all of us. We got her when she was only 2 months old. I had never seen her before, but I fell in love with the black, long-eared Pomeranian mixed breed. Her feet and her chest were white in color.

Smart and well behaved from the start, this girl won our hearts in no time, initially my dad answered her calls to her mother when she spent two nights in a recliner with Bani on her lap.

It was over time that he began to consider my parents as his own and we were always his brothers. She has a different way of treating us and the respect for my parents was very evident. This was our first pet, the previous ones were fish and we had no idea how to raise it. We decided to take her to visit the vet. The vet was more than happy to have Bani as her patient, she knew her mother and warned us about her temperament.

Bani was a sweetheart, the only time we really faced difficulties was when we were potty training her, on our way we started saying ‘Bani, do your business here and not on the balcony!’ within two months the smart girl understood. Obedience was one of her virtues, she only obeyed mom and dad, she fought with me as an equal.

She loved me but she had a special feeling for me, maybe because I was the one who bathed her every four days and brushed her teeth. I love to hug, I hug my son and she did the same, and she hated it, every time she slept and I went over to her for a hug, she heard a low warning growl.

We treated Bani like a pet and like the baby in our house, we tried to be quiet when he slept and we made sure he got plenty of milk (which he loved). Ever since she was our first pet, our idea of ​​food that dogs loved was bread. She never ate it, so we started with Indian roti bread, which she ate but not with the milk. Then my mom started giving him homemade butter which he loved. Until the day she died, we gave her homemade butter mixed with roti, but her activity level was high and she was never a fat kid, rather she kept her streamlined shape for almost 7 years.

All he got in our house was eggs and lots of vegetables, he loved fish but we didn’t eat fish, he loved peas, tomatoes, eggs, bananas, carrots, cookies, ice cream and milk and all he had. She loved cheese and we made sure she got that too.

Bani was playful, in fact as a puppy she was capable of destroying several of my brother’s heavy pure leather shoes, taking them to her bed and breaking them little by little, if she wasn’t watched. She broke the buckles of my cousins’ new sandals. She is a fast learner, she soon learned to fetch and enjoyed play sessions with her numerous plastic balls and rings.

It was amazing to see how well she could communicate without saying a single word, as time went by each look gave a message and we began to understand what she wanted. Pampered as she was she was; we never really put her on a leash every time we went out and she never really wandered, she was right on someone’s heels. I had a special affection for my 90-year-old grandmother. Every time we took Granny for a walk, Bani made sure that she walked beside her almost like a guard. My grandmother, a clean freak, would touch Bani only on the day she took a bath. Her fur was always shiny and very soft. She was always in excellent health. Her eyes full of mischief and unconditional affection.

His death at the age of 10 was the result of massive heart failure brought on by tick fever, although in his youth, ticks were never a problem. After passing 8 years of age, ticks were widespread despite using all kinds of anti-tick shampoos; she kept having the problem.

After two surgeries; one due to sterilization and another due to tumors at 7 and 9 consecutive years, she had lost her initial strength, vitality and will to live. Her succumbing to death has left a deep void in our lives. That she was present in all the important events of my life, reminds me even more of each of the important milestones of hers. She died very quietly under her favorite chair, my only regret remains that I didn’t get to see her before she was buried. The memories of her will forever remain in our hearts.