Oscar is a
socialite. He likes to attend various social meetings in the town.
When the
door is left open, Hamish runs away from the surgery and sits patiently waiting
after reaching home.
Judy the
nurse, dutifully watches everyone. She is always there to attend the ill.
Gertrude
gulps two gallons of beer.
Bobby is a
picture of massive muscle power.
Skipper is
stunned by the death of Jingo and almost gives up his life too, only to be
revived by presence of another young one in the family.
She is
hiding her new-born baby.
What am I talking
about?
Last few
days, after reaching home from, I did not do anything but spent my time with
those whom I have mentioned above.
It does not
matter that Oscar is a cat, which was found by a girl and brought to surgery.
I forget that
Hamish is a Dog of a retired school teacher.
I have not
mentioned that Judy is Eric Abbot’s sheepdog taking care of ill bullock and
small chickens.
Gertrude is
sow who has is just not allowing her newly born baby’s to come near her. The
baby’s would die if it the mother continues to behave so.
Bobby is a
splendid horse belonging to Mr. Mount.
Skipper and
Jingo are two dogs.
There are not
only cats, dogs, cows, horses, pigs.
There are interesting
human beings as well.
Who would
forget Tristan’s pranks? And his brother Siegfried?
The benevolent
Mr. Barge with his Soothitt; Mr. Hollin the farmer with traditional wisdom; Mr.
Mount with probing grey eyes; the overconfident Mr. Seth Pilling who had to eat
his words; Mrs. Ridge who was happy even when her car was stolen because her
dog Joshua barked at the thief; how lonely James feel along with number 87 of
Mr. Blackburn; Paul Cotterell who appears so strong and James thinks that
nothing touches Paul deeply.. how he commits suicide after his dog Theo had to
be put to rest; how blindness of dog Digger helps Andrew to
come out of the dark phase of life…
There are
stories after stories. Enchanting stories of the world of Darrowby .. World of
Yorkshire.
As seen by
James Herriot.
Its such a pleasure reading your soft, light blog.
ReplyDeleteEven I loved the stories of Herriot. For so much time, I regreted that I had not gone to vetrinary college instead of medical college and I used to daydream being a vet doctor in a zoo! :)
ReplyDeleteVery interesting.
ReplyDeleteThanks Bk Chowlajee, Sunilbhai and Rajeshjee.
ReplyDeleteSunilbhai, I know many 'Vets' who are actually into Management and Administration .... They hardly 'see' any animal. I guess you are better placed than those!
I am following your blog. You have a talent! This was a wonderful read with my morning cuppa!
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P.S Thank you for your comment on my blog Discovering Happiness Now.
Aurindamjee, Thanks and Welcome.
ReplyDeletewonderful read
ReplyDeleteThanks sm.
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