When I used to go to my ESL class, way back to home, I used to spend some time around the creek and end up taking picture like this.

This dude is ‘SHERU’. Very ferocious, very aggressive but for me very playful , this is my friend. I never understood, whenever I brought him some chew bone, he always dug up and covered it up with soil after pretending to eat when I’m in front of him.

This is big brother of ‘Sheru’, he jumps like a goat and sometimes, we call him goat too. ha ha ha.. He’s ‘Tiger’, very pampered and spoiled but lovable. I used to talk to him and he seemed to understand me.

These two stray dogs have nothing to worry about. Poor guys, I wish I could give them shelter too.

This is a very big guy, and his name is Tashi. He walks mile away from the mountain and comes to visit us. Especially, this guy has some tie with my mother’s food and her love to him.

Hop.. hop .. hop… whenever I go near him, he just jumps on me. It feels like he’s hugging me.

Sober ‘Tiger’, all the bitches in the neighbourhood have crush on him, I figured that out when they used to lay down and give themselves to him when I walk him out in the evening. Now, he’s real sober, ummm.. who’s gonna sing a song for him..

Big bro and small bro. Sheru is now lot bigger than Tiger, My mom called me once and told me that.

What I miss most about my home is these two friends of mine.