These days I have been really worried for my humans. I’ve heard them talking about a virus named COVID-19. Now I don’t know what a virus is or what it does to you, but my humans have been acting hysterical. I feel it’s a monster, exactly like the one I dreamt of the other day. God! What a nightmare it was. I remember waking up panting and all sweaty. It seemed so real in my dreams; those fiery eyes, saliva dripping ugly purplish blue tongue, round and muscular like an orc, potato skin covered with gazillion projections and a long tail with thorny bob at the end. I saw him running after me waving it’s saliva dripping tongue, howling. Such big teeth and nails. He was chasing me through the same marsh I usually go to do my business. The only difference was I couldn’t locate my human there. It was me alone against that monster. And then as soon as I was about to get caught in his grip I woke up and thanked God that the nightmare was over.I was sucking in air and breathing fast and heavily. It took me a while to come back to normal and as soon as that happened I went to all the rooms to check on my mama human and then my human siblings. What a sigh of relief I gave seeing them snoring away in glory.
Yk I don’t quite miss my mama, since it’s been long that I’ve seen her now. This is my family since the day they took me in. My only family and I am their only dog. I am 6 years old and I understand human language now. It’s good being the single dog. You’re the most pampered one in the family. It feels good to see mama human checking up on you in the middle of the night just to make sure whether I’m comfortable in my bed or sister human making sure I get your food in time or brother human making sure I don’t get late for my walks and poop sesh. Though father human is not around much, it’s a delight to see his structured face. Those days when he’s around are my favourite.But it’s been more than a year he has not come home. I miss him. But I heard mama human say that it’s best he remains at his workplace for now. I had been hearing of his homecoming waiting eagerly for him to come in April. But the next thing I heard was his leave getting cancelled, covid lockdown, quarantine and face masks and the only thing I could smell in the air was fear and sense panic and distress in people’s hearts.Every now and then I would witness mum throwing a fit of frenzy when I came back from a walk. It was, as if suddenly people vanished into thin air. The roads were all empty. It was quiet but calmness left masked in fear, spreading bone chilling silence everywhere. The only solace in these days are the chirping of the birds. Yes, now I can hear them and chase after them but there’s no audience in front of whom I can show off my running and jumping skills. There’s no toddler in the park that’s delighted to see me but starts crying as soon as I show off my teeth and do grrrrr on them. It’s fun to scare them LoL. Little humans are fun. They don’t know that I’m just their big brother trying to have fun with this little prank. But now, all that is lost and that’s why I’m worried for my humans.I hear news of this virus spreading its legs through the entire human civilization. I hear the tragic stories of people suffering from it and then dying eventually. I’m worried for their safety coz I sense the same fear in their eyes that I experienced in my dream when I was being chased by that monster. It seemed like there was no escape and sooner or later I was going to be eaten by him. Maybe this coronavirus is that monster from my dream that has somehow made its way from my imagination into our lives. This life that I am living for the past few months is like that nightmare that doesn’t seem to end. I try to bite myself, so that the pain would wake me up and all this would end in a second. But that doesn’t happen. No matter how much I try, I don’t seem to wake up and now after all this while, I’m starting to believe this is our reality. This locked and scared life is our new reality.If only I could speak, I would’ve told mama human that she’s not alone in this panic. I would have hugged them all, taken them all into my arms and whispered sweet nothings into their ears so that they would smile and not think of coronavirus. I know I cannot be affected by this virus and it’s scary to know that my humans can. It’s scary to think that what if this covid monster eats them. I know how alone my humans would be feeling right now. They think I don’t understand their panic and worry. They think I don’t worry about them. But then, they don’t know that everytime I close my eyes and everytime they think that I’m sleeping without a care in the world; I’m having a nightmare of covid monster chasing them and I run and run and run and bark and bark and bark at him but it doesn’t seem to stop him and I wake up with a start- sad and defeated for not being able to save the people I love the most in this world. I want to tell them that I’m here. That I will always be here, by their feet, waiting for their pat on my little head, waiting for them to wake up so that I can give a peck on their lips and tell them that “See, didn’t I tell you. It’s just a bad dream. And now it’s over. I love you.”
Last modified: June 5, 2020
