Doggy Days “Dil mera har bar yein sunneko bekarar hein “ …… bow . bow . bow ….w .. w.. w----??? Jolted from the cushioned seats and switching off the T.V, we began searching the ‘ bow bower’ frantically. After a futile search of over fifteen minutes, we resumed the T.V show. Hum ..mm.. mm ..m----! But would the relentless cacophony allow us to continue? Irritated we dispersed. The sound became more and more loud and clear as I ascended each step upstairs. The initially initially boring search now seemed challenging. The loud noise activated a “Sherlock holmes “ kind of spirit in me, and propelled to find out the mystery behind it. As I was about to enter the bedroom, something raising from the bath tub caught my attention. And wat is it ? hurrey! I got the mystery solved. That was none other than our lovely neighbour RUBY who made himself comfortable in the soapy coolness. Hey—so lemme give you some introductory details about him. The sweet memories of our first meeting is even now