My Pet Coco

 

                                            
                      Coco, My Pet

My Pet Coco

Deepak Razdan

New Delhi, 6 April, 2026

This is my pet Coco’s February, 2026 picture. He came to us in May-end, 2025 and was about one year-old in February this year. Coco is a male dog of unknown pedigree with a congenitally defective left hind leg. He was offered to us by a rescue service and we accepted him as family member. He was naughty as a three-month-old and he continues to entertain us with his antics, day or night. He was teething when he came and chewed up many bathroom slippers. Coco got many toys from us and young relatives to test his teeth and he shredded them as fast as he could. He has not forgotten the pastime and even now picks up a slipper or a soft shoe to draw attention.

As a kid, Coco had no patience for his morning cup of milk and toasts. While my wife or I prepared his breakfast, he would keep jumping, chewing-up corners of bed sheets, loose clothes or slippers. He continues to do so even now, though not as often. Coco does not take it lightly if he is relaxing on his bed, or at any favourite spot in the drawing room, and we are out of his sight. He does not like shut bedrooms, and must see his family moving around the house. He had Pee Pads for his toilet and used them with persuasion. This did not mean he would restrain himself until he found a P pad round. Often he used any open space and let things go. It took me constant monitoring and a vigil eye to know his coming needs. I picked him up and rushed him out to grassy patches on road-sides for his toilet breaks. Coco is growing up normally, but his daily walks remain a matter of study. It is this experience that I want to share in this blog.

After his milk and toasts breakfast, he can’t wait to be taken out for a walk. He will keep raising his hands and wants to know how soon I will get ready with his leash and a small stick to go out. On the stairs from our second floor flat, he takes a few steps down and then jumps to the landing. This happens in each four parts of the stairway. Coco is told to go slow but he does not mind giving a few jerks to my knees. On the pavements, out of his house for his daily rounds, his first worry is if there are any stray dogs around. Yesterday, he found his large adversary sitting on a corner across the road. He would not move a step. Fortunately, for him the big dog moved and followed a possible companion in another direction. This morning, there was no such threat. We moved across by the side of the local temple and walked on the road-bridge.

Even here, his main distraction is men who walk to their work, carrying large bags on their heads or in hands. It is difficult to understand why he considers them undesirables. He waits for these disturbances to pass off and then relax. As he walks, he must sniff every bunch of large grass. He must know if some other dog had passed that way. Often, he comes across a young and trim Belgian Malinois of his own age, accompanied by his owner. Initially, Coco tried to bark at him but the slim dog ignored it. Two days back, the two came together and sniffed each other, without any threats. This was comforting. The Belgian dog is highly disciplined and stays close to his owner and follows his instructions instantly.

 

                 Coco's Close -up

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