From rancourous to amicable - Part 4.
We never had any pets in our house after that stern announcement. But I forgot to mention that we have a farmhouse. The farmhouse is uphill and a stray dog had lost it's way, it happened to come there, few years ago. And now it was already, a pet. This was when my younger son was just shy of 3. We were all celebrating New Year's eve there, along with our friends and family. So this Tommy(the pet dog, named by caretaker of farmhouse), was strolling around. I had already warned to tie him up as there were kids and strangers around him. "But dogs are lovable, they don't bite", such misconceptions of so-called dog lovers, aided Tommy on being legs free (if I can say so). We were having dinner in the patio. After the dinner was over, I collected the plates to take them inside. And I heard a loud scream. I rushed outside, only to see the worst. My younger son's forehead was profusely bleeding. I grabbed him and under the basin tap, cleaned his wound. It was a deep...