"Dollar, come here my boy", I said while I was playing with him.
"Ronak, just keep that bloody dog out of my sight. Do you understand? I don't want to hear any barks for atleast 2 hours. If you'll disobey my command, you know what I'll do", ordered Mr. Raichand.
"Ok daddy", I said and took Dollar out for a walk.
At 11, the only companion I had was Dollar. He was a German Shepherd, had a two layer coat, black and gold in colour. He was loyal, intelligent, protective and more. I spent all my time with him.
When I came home after a walk with Dollar, I saw a beautiful lady resting on the couch of the hall. Before I could ask anything, Mr. Raichand interrupted saying, "Oh so my boy is back, look who's here?"
"Who's she?", I asked.
"She is soon going to be your mother dear", he said.
I was in a state of shock. So, this cruel man had left my mother dying for this bitch.
She came forward and after pulling my cheeks said, "Such a cute boy. What's your name darling?" I replied, "Ronak".
"What a lovely name!", she said.
As Dollar saw Cruella, I mean Amayra, my dad's new lady love, he barked fiercely. As she was a stranger, unknown to him, he barked way too much.
In order to avoid Mr. Raichand from barking on me and Dollar, I took him to my bedroom. Cruella since this very day shifted to our mansion permanently. Mr. Raichand treated her as the 'queen' of the villa. He became her 'puppet'. She being the ventriloquist controlled all of his decisions. She dominated him to a great extent.
Cruella once dressed in a gorgeous red velvet attire.
She looked pretty attractive that day. But sadly, she failed to impress Dollar and as a result he jumped onto her aggressively and tore her dress apart. The scene was so funny, that I just couldn't stop laughing. The incident spoiled her mood and hence she cancelled the party. When Kabir Raichand came home, she narrated the whole story to him. But he just kept quiet. This made me even more nervous.
The next morning, when I woke up, I looked for Dollar everywhere, but he was nowhere to be found. After looking for him for several hours, I found him lying on the grass of my lawn in a frozen state. This was the second incident that broke me completely. Kabir Raichand and Cruella had secretly planned the murder and had shot my Dollar on the neck, marks were clear.
He was not just a dog, but a dear friend of mine. And hence, my hatred doubled towards both these devils.
