Do you remember about ‘happy’? Happy is the puppy we brought home last week. Well, well, well- excluding me, my entire family is very happy. But they don’t care the least about this. They are all trying to make ‘happy’ feel at home. Just imagine. It’s my home.  It’s me who is feeling out of place.

My wife and my kids were fighting that ‘happy’ will sleep in which room? Finally, as always, my wife won and to my great horror, she is making preparations for ‘happy’ to sleep with us in our bed. This is absolutely too much. I am not going to share my bed with a dog. No matter what. I have made this very clear to my wife. My wife told me in no unclear terms that I can settle myself on the couch in living room. This is too much. Right now, ‘happy’ is sleeping happily on my side of the bed and here I am writing this column all alone in the living room.

If this was not enough, today I also had my dinner alone. I prepared everything and we were all getting ready to eat when ‘happy’ started throwing tantrums and refused to eat the dog food we had served him. My wife and my kids were worried like anything and spoiled him immensely. They cuddled him and actually fed him by themselves.

I told them to leave him alone. He was definitely not feeling hungry. How could he? He has chewed every possible thing in our house. God knows when he is going to stop. My beautiful sofa looks horrible.  I don’t like that dog at all.

Let’s see what will happen in coming days. Now ‘happy’ is so small. Very soon, he will grow up to be a big dog. I guess I have to start accepting him as our family member. My family loves him so much. How can I hate him? I will try my best.

I must take your leave now. It’s very late in the night. I have to get up early tomorrow. Take care. Bye.

The ‘common man’ couldn’t help smiling the next morning. As he was leaving for office, ‘happy’ nodded his tail as if he wanted to say- bye. Common man felt happy and even gave a smile to ‘happy.