Hounds in Heaven

Well, look at that.

No one would know just by looking at them

who is older or younger 

or if they are related to each other

but they are the two major 'hounds'

in our house called Heaven now.

The rest have moved on and retired . . . 

The one on the left is Babur.

He is only 9 months old.

And the one on the right is my superdog Sweepy

who is now 11 years old.

Suffice it to say,

the superdog is getting on. . . 

They are not related to each other 

although they have the same brown color of furs.

But who knows age and time and familial bond

when one lives together 

in harmony and boredom.

One simply bond and learn to live with the other.

I often tell Sweepy to look out for Babur

because Babur gets too frisky

eating stones and falling avocados . . .

things that are dangerous for him

or when Babur runs at high speed

and bumps himself all over!

Sigh.

One can not restrain the youthful energy . . .

But on unguarded moments,

the one being guarded is also the guard.

Lately, Babur calls my attention to Sweepy.

And on my free days I observe the senior superdog

and I see the tell tale signs of ageing:

The blurry eyes, the long naps,

and his constant need to sense the people around him.

My hounds are bonding together.

Like a real family, they look out for each other

and they created a need to protect each other

and find their connection.

I wonder how many of us do the same?