I can still remember the day when Ozzy wagged his way into our lives.I had been pestering my dad since the previous month to get me a puppy but he was not sure if I could take care of one. Repeated attempts to convince him of my animal caring skills were proving futile.I've always been an animal lover but was never given a chance to prove myself as one.After several weeks of pestering , my dad finally gave in to my demand on one condition, that I would take up the sole responsibility of the new member in our family. I agreed and happily hugged my dad.
Then began the countdown to the most awaited day when finally i would have a pet of my own. Finally,on a saturday afternoon, my brother knocked on the door. I opened the door and saw my brother holding a fawn coloured labrador retriever puppy. My joy knew no bounds as I fell in love with the new member in our family. I took the puppy in my hands and realized that his eyes were rooted at the floor.We realized that maybe the little one wanted to explore the new place. As soon as he set his paws on the ground, he started sniffing and exploring his new home. As soon as he was comfortable he marked his territory on our floor.Myself and my brother looked at each other and smiled. Our puppy had settled in our home and in the coming days was going to settle in our hearts too.
Me and my brother started checking with our friends who had pets for their vet's contact numbers to inquire about adoption.After a few phone calls and some vet visits ,we zeroed in on one of the vets who had a clinic near our house. We had decided to adopt a labrador retriever since they were a very playful and friendly breed . We went to check with the vet who told us that he knew about a family where we could adopt a labrador puppy. On reaching home, we conveyed the message to our father who agreed to bring the puppy that weekend.
