Anu Boo — my canine companion, my best friend, my emotional crutch, my roommate — turns four on 5-October. While she is adequately pampered every day and even more on her birthday, I have decided to run the Proust Questionnaire on her, as her birthday gift. Gift for whom? She has to figure that out. But for now, I am pleased to present Anu Boo. 🙂 Also, if EB White can interview his Fred, if Enzo can narrate The Art of Racing in the Rain, and if Snoopy could write his own stories, why not my Anu Boo?
It wasn’t easy as I expected, to rendezvous this snobbish dog. She was constantly distracted initially. Mother was making dosai, Father was chopping apples, and I was trying to have a conversation with her, which is not even in her list of favourites. She was visibly miffed. I shut the door to shoo away the tantalising scents and sounds, and she reluctantly agreed to talk. (Read: I offered a bowl of buttermilk, she polished it, and then she agreed to sit for a while. Phew!)
What is your greatest fear?
Being alone. I am so scared that I pee and poop in the balcony when I am on my own at home. And I begin to worry about you all. What if you guys don’t come back at all? What if I am marooned in this place? What if I run out of Pedigree? (Please calm down, Anu. Thank you!)
What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! There are too many things. Lying in the sunniest spot. Barking at the milkman. Chasing the neighbour’s children. Sniffing your bicycles’s tires. Hanging out with Shravan. Being cute when Ammamey baby-talks to me. Looking at her when she is stuffing her face. Sitting and watching squirrels by the window. Waiting for Ramesh. Gosh! Life is replete with wonderful things. Are we done?
Who is the greatest love of your life?
Ammamey. I love her like how the dark sky loves the stars. I can get poetic too. Don’t shoot that look. I was with you when you read Mary Oliver’s Dog Songs. Remember?
What is your current state of mind?
*cocks her ears*
I don’t know what state-of-mind means. I am just here talking to you. Can’t you see? I am with you.
On what occasion do you lie?
When I steal your socks and hide it in my crate… I know you call me Dobby. But that doesn’t make you Hermione. Puhleese. And I lie when I gobble bones dropped by my nemeses… (Crows?) You know who. Don’t say their names. No. No. No.
Which living person do you most despise?
The lady who delivers flowers. I try hard to like her. But when I hear her footsteps, I start barking, and I just can’t stop. By the time she leaves, I am exhausted. (Why do you do this to yourself? She is not a threat?) I know. I just can’t help myself. It happens on its own. I have no control. (You are lying now.) Please open the door. (Okay. Okay. I believe you.)
Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
When I was just a few months old, it was fetch. These days, it is TREAT. Woohoo! *stands and chases her own tail*
Who are your heroes in real life?
My Calvin. I was not a regular happy-to-meet-people, happy-to-go-out dog, unlike my four-legged best friend. Due to my unusual beginning — I was stranded in an abandoned, locked-up house for the first 3.5 months of my life with no human interaction, and with only my siblings’s carcasses as my meals — I am still skittish, diffident, and aggressive around strangers. When I was rescued, I didn’t trust anybody but Calvin. I aped him; he was like my nanny-elephant. If not for him, maybe I wouldn’t have fallen in love with you all.
What is your motto?
Be. Here. Now. (*begins to scratch her ears and lick her paws*)
And that’s how our chinwag ended. I am grateful to Anu Boo for being who she is. I am glad she was born.
Thank you for reading! 🙂 ❤