My Bundle Of Joy

Exactly what he was - my little bundle of joy.
He spread sunshine into my life, as well as that of my family, from the day he rode into our garden on a motor-bike, sitting in the tiny shirt pocket of the biker that carried him to us.
That brown, wide-eyed, unassuming little puppy, who later went on to become the Sun of our solar system.
My Bonny managed to win the hearts of all in my family, and those who visited us. He was the kid brother I never had, and the star of our family. And just like every star, he had his tantrums too. Bread "must" be coated with butter; milk should be neither hot nor cold, but just-right for him to lap it up at a speed only second to the speed of light;he would "fetch" but only when he was in the mood to!
I still remember how he used to sit under my study table and chew on the wooden rod to soothe his itchy gums during teething. The rod soon snapped into two!
Over 10 long years, he became such an integral member of our family. He travelled with us by Air India when Dad relocated to another city, sitting in his cage at the airport, soaking in all the attention from the other passengers. He also accompanied us on family trips to Kerala, and also enjoyed a leisurely vacation at a resort in Wayanad. There are pictures of him ,where he is seemingly absorbing the greenery around him!
Time flew, and we did not even realize that this 'baby' was growing old. He had become a member who silently sat, with his eyes on each one of us, listening, understanding, with the intermittent wagging of his tail to prove his attention.
And suddenly, he left us. In a matter of seconds. Cardiac seizure they say. And now, he is buried in our garden, hopefully resting in peace. With him, he has taken a piece of everyone's heart in my family - leaving a strong imprint on our hearts and lives.
They say just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge where animals go after they pass away. It is here that the old/sick are restored to full health, maimed ones are made strong again - just as we remember them in times gone by. There are meadows and hills for them to play in, and plenty of food and water - everything except those people who are so special to them.
Finally one day, they spot you, and suddenly your pet runs towards you. You two cling together in joyous reunion, and you look once more into those trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

And then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.

So long Bonny. Run and play at the Rainbow Bridge, sweety.Till we unite again.