The Furry Newcomer

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It was a warm March afternoon. I lay curled up on the couch completely engrossed in the works of Oscar Wilde. Suddenly a red rubber ball landed on my lap. I looked up to see the nine year old mischief maker grinning at me. The sun rays played on his dark haired body. The streaks of yellow seemed as though someone had sprinkled gold all over him. He wetted his nose and stared at me intensely. His piercing dark coffee colored eyes could make anyone feel uncomfortable. Marshal, the brilliant German Shepherd was trying to hypnotize me.

Marshal came in to our family when he was a mere two month old puppy. Since then, he has been my companion and best friend. Growing up he was the most mischievous dog one could ever imagine. Years of training by my mom has made him more docile and mature. Contrary to the temperament of his breed, he is very friendly towards everyone. Marshal is as popular in our community as a celebrity. Children and adult alike enjoy playing with him. Although he is very loving, no stranger can step in to our house without his approval. Owing to his looks, the kids have nicknamed him ‘The Wolf’.

My wedding was to be held in June of that year and shortly after that I was leaving for Scotland with my husband. So, I quit my job to spend more time with my family and help plan the wedding. For years, I had been away from home either due to college or work. So, Marshal was very excited about having me home. We spent months perfecting the wedding arrangements. It was a sheer joy to have time on my hands to plan every last detail myself. By February most of the preparations were taken care of. All that was left to do was to relax and enjoy the comforts of home.

On one lazy afternoon, my mom and I were watching the ‘Dog W...

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...m the bowl. It was time for me to interfere, so I picked up Prince and towel dried him.

My conscience soon started pricking me. In my scheme of trying to get a new dog I had failed to consider the possibility that Marshal may not accept him. I tried to make him feel better by giving them both chewy bone treats. At that moment, a miracle happened. Marshal picked up his bone and sat next to Prince. I could hardly believe my eyes! Prince reciprocated by giving his own bone to Marshal. It was touching to witness this bonding moment between two creatures who communicated in a strange non-verbal language.

As mom had predicted Marshal trained Prince in a short while. Time flew by so quickly while raising the pup that I did not realize when my wedding drew near. The dogs grew very close and looked after one another. Today, they are as inseparable as a shadow and a body.

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