Lessons from a dog…
Posted: February 27, 2006 by stevie
In the morning, one of my colleagues came up to me saying, “I need a favor.” I don’t usually respond with, “Sure! Anything!” but for this case, he was Kumar, an old friend of mine, and I agreed immediately.
The favor turned out to be this: He was having trouble sleeping at night because he hears whining from the main street of his home, and he said there was a puppy stuck in the drain and as I’ve once talked to him about my dogs, he reckoned I was a part time SPCA worker and could I please help?
A quick profile of Kumar: He had been a vegetarian for 20 years, and once went 14 days without food and just juice because one of his muslim friends complained about the Puasa period and how Kumar didn’t need to suffer. We usually engage in discussions on religion and beliefs. He believes in Jesus. He also believes the garden of Eden is inside your spirit and that you are full of energy matter and if we are pure enough we can turn into light and disappear and that Jesus went to India and died there with the samis. He believes in lots of things and I’ve come to group all these beliefs into the umbrella religion I call Kumarism. He has compassion for everything, since everything has a ’spirit’, so that pretty much explain the sleepless nights over a puppy stuck in a drain two roads away.
We’re good friends…the kind that goes beyond the boundaries of colleagues, and our conversations are usually good natured arguments.
Back to the puppy:
Why don’t you get him out? I had some reports to finish at that time and I wanted to get it done…
I tried, there were three. Took 2 without any problems and put them back into the abandoned house next to the drain.
Abandoned house?
The mother and the family is there, but they started barking. The last puppy wriggled and gave a lot of problems . When I put him down next to the drain, he started running off and fell into the drain again. I got him out and he fell in again.
Well, put him in the house then.
I tried but the whole gang of dogs came and I was forced to run.
Ohh-kay.
And so lunchtime found two jokers in long sleeve and tie going down the big drain somewhere in Puchong area. So there was the little puppy, breathing heavily in the drain, lying down, half under drain water and possibly one more day left in its existence. We put on surgical gloves and I thought Kumar was going to help me, but he just held a stick and motioned for me to go down. Go on, I will guard in case the dogs come. I think he’s scared of the puppy’s massive killer jaws and bone crunching teeth.
Once I got the puppy out, I wanted to wrap him in a blanket, but he started getting up and running off again and if I didn’t smack him in the head, he would have plopped back into the drain. Kumar’s upset that I smacked the pup. By now, the puppy was crying and squealing and the family of pariahs were howling and coming to the rescue. At this point, I think Kumar may have regretted taking the post of the guardian. I quicky grabbed the squealing puppy and ran into the abandoned house, dropped him there, and dashed back out, locked the gates and the both of us started running back to safety.
It was funny, but it struck me how we are sometimes like that puppy. Everytime God rescues us from the drain, from sin, we just want to hop back in and start bawling again. We don’t know what’s good for us and once we’re down at the drain again, we’re helpless until we are rescued. Why do we go through that cycle? Sin entices, and consumes and when we’re in too deep, there’s no way we can get out. Like that puppy, we start squealing when God takes us out, rescues us with situations and circumstances that occur around us, to wake us up. Because we don’t know where we’re heading, we wriggle out, trying to find our own way. And down we go into the drain again.
Sometimes, trusting in God is not as easy as it sounds, but if we know the result is always for the best, it becomes a little easier, I guess.
Kumar and I congratulated ourselves over our roles as saviours, and he invited me into his home for lunch.
Vegetarian of course.
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