When your pet bids the final goodbye… It was month of June when I had first entered the premises of Ranade Institue. A black coloured Pomeranian dog caught my attention. He was lying in the college corridor and it was visible that, he was in a sleepy mood. I don’t have pets in my house and nor do my parents encourage to have one. Hence fear of dog bite was always there in my mind. I was scared to pass from that corridor where ‘Whacky’ (Pomeranian dog’s name) was sleeping. I feared, he might bark at me as I was a stranger to him. I don’t remember how and when I fell in love with Whacky. Whether it was his style of escorting me and my friend as and when we entered the college campus or his innocent eyes; that kept me mesmerized. Whacky used to always come running with me during the lunch break. He used to love to feed on Chapati’s (Soft wheat flour baked bread) and Ramesh Bhaia’s( name of the college canteen owner) biscuits. He was an adorable pet of my institute. Some used to