Hello Guys!! GIRLS!! Dogs n BITCHES.. and yeah CATS too.. (nowadays its very essential to keep strong PR with our enemies as they are secret Informers). Its me, Spooky. Its my name. My Masters calls me by this name..
Shall I tell you a Secret ? I DO NOT LIKE THIS NAME.... at all.. in the beginning it sounded cool. But eventually when I checked its meaning in the dictionary.. HOLY CRAP!! I started hating it like you all human beings hate Himesh Bhai's songs. But my Master loves his songs..!! Bad taste.. I know..
So I dunn like my name.. SPOOKY? one of my Master's friend calls me SCOOPY. I find it cute. She herself is also very cute and hot <3
Sorry!! Lets come to the point. Sole motive of writing this post is that today I got my first SLAP. Right in the face. I was not yet done copping up with the first Slap second came slamming my face as hard as blacksmith hammers a piece of iron. Trust me, I dint know why I was rewarded with those blows. It was 21st day at my master's house which I address now as my Home and it was first time someone behaved like that with me.
I wanted to cry but I dint
I wanted to run away but I dint
I wanted to counter attack but I dint
I wanted to show Real SPOOKY but I dint
I dint do any of the above stuff because I wanted to know the reason. I went back to my hidden place which I found near 3-4 flower pots. I love that space between bushes and those flower pots, bit damp yet cozy and surrounded with moist soil.
I was lying on the damp soil by keeping my right cheek on it to overcome the heat generated by those heavy blows. Suddenly, I heard sound of whistle which you human beings create by folding your lips in an awkward angle, which is, at my master's house or my home, used as a CALLING ALARM for me because I don't listen to them when they call me by my name SPOOKY and you know the reason why !!
I came out running from that hidden space in the hope of getting some food. Dirty faced with moist soil, As soon as I, waving my tail like a robot, reached near my favorite master (among all , this one is my favorite, there are altogether four. will tell you some other time about them too. ) found no food. I dint expect this from my favorite one. I overheard my Cruel Master (one of them i find Cruel like that of Gabbar Singh in Sholey.) saying that I, SPOOKY, eat Mitti (soil or dirt).
Oh hell.. Me.. Eating MITTI? Never!!
Now I understood why the hell my Li'l Master (one of those four) practiced her Tennis Playing skills with my face in the morning.
But this time I had no escape, Face smeared with dirt, from nose to mouth to whole cheek. It was like I had been caught in flagrante delicto. I was in my favorite master's arms boasting about his kindness thru my body language. Abruptly received a tight SLAP on my left cheek as being accused of eating dirt. This single shot was powerful enough to give competition to the strength of those two SLAPS taken together.
This time I counterattacked but to no avail. My favorite master did not take it seriously and threatened me to make my cheek hot again if I kept counter attacking. Hence he WON!!
Okie I confess.. I do eat MITTI sometimes but not all the time as my Masters think whenever they find me coming out of that hidden space of mine.
That's all for today, I can see my master coming. got to shut down this only medium of sharing my thoughts with you.
Till then take care.
and yeah WELCOME TO MY WORLD. where SPOOKY SPEAKS
P.S.- I dunn look like any of these dogs shown in the pictures above as these are not mine. They are just for the representation of my condition. I had a Li'l photo-shoot but pictures in that were not upto the mark.
woof woof !!
Shall I tell you a Secret ? I DO NOT LIKE THIS NAME.... at all.. in the beginning it sounded cool. But eventually when I checked its meaning in the dictionary.. HOLY CRAP!! I started hating it like you all human beings hate Himesh Bhai's songs. But my Master loves his songs..!! Bad taste.. I know..
So I dunn like my name.. SPOOKY? one of my Master's friend calls me SCOOPY. I find it cute. She herself is also very cute and hot <3
Sorry!! Lets come to the point. Sole motive of writing this post is that today I got my first SLAP. Right in the face. I was not yet done copping up with the first Slap second came slamming my face as hard as blacksmith hammers a piece of iron. Trust me, I dint know why I was rewarded with those blows. It was 21st day at my master's house which I address now as my Home and it was first time someone behaved like that with me.
I wanted to cry but I dint
I wanted to run away but I dint
I wanted to counter attack but I dint
I wanted to show Real SPOOKY but I dint
I dint do any of the above stuff because I wanted to know the reason. I went back to my hidden place which I found near 3-4 flower pots. I love that space between bushes and those flower pots, bit damp yet cozy and surrounded with moist soil.
I was lying on the damp soil by keeping my right cheek on it to overcome the heat generated by those heavy blows. Suddenly, I heard sound of whistle which you human beings create by folding your lips in an awkward angle, which is, at my master's house or my home, used as a CALLING ALARM for me because I don't listen to them when they call me by my name SPOOKY and you know the reason why !!
I came out running from that hidden space in the hope of getting some food. Dirty faced with moist soil, As soon as I, waving my tail like a robot, reached near my favorite master (among all , this one is my favorite, there are altogether four. will tell you some other time about them too. ) found no food. I dint expect this from my favorite one. I overheard my Cruel Master (one of them i find Cruel like that of Gabbar Singh in Sholey.) saying that I, SPOOKY, eat Mitti (soil or dirt).
Oh hell.. Me.. Eating MITTI? Never!!
Now I understood why the hell my Li'l Master (one of those four) practiced her Tennis Playing skills with my face in the morning.
But this time I had no escape, Face smeared with dirt, from nose to mouth to whole cheek. It was like I had been caught in flagrante delicto. I was in my favorite master's arms boasting about his kindness thru my body language. Abruptly received a tight SLAP on my left cheek as being accused of eating dirt. This single shot was powerful enough to give competition to the strength of those two SLAPS taken together.
This time I counterattacked but to no avail. My favorite master did not take it seriously and threatened me to make my cheek hot again if I kept counter attacking. Hence he WON!!
Okie I confess.. I do eat MITTI sometimes but not all the time as my Masters think whenever they find me coming out of that hidden space of mine.
That's all for today, I can see my master coming. got to shut down this only medium of sharing my thoughts with you.
Till then take care.
and yeah WELCOME TO MY WORLD. where SPOOKY SPEAKS
P.S.- I dunn look like any of these dogs shown in the pictures above as these are not mine. They are just for the representation of my condition. I had a Li'l photo-shoot but pictures in that were not upto the mark.
woof woof !!
