The name is Hachiko, I like chicken fry


My name is Hachiko. I live in the land of the end of the world. Here I have met many interesting monsters in my little life. These monsters have given me shelter, so they are not so bad. But sometimes, they behave rudely with me, as if I have done anything wrong by asking for some food. In any case, they feed me with all kinds of food. They have no idea how much acidity I have because of that.
First, they used to give me biscuits, and sometimes milk. For how long can I subsist on biscuits? I stopped eating them. Sometimes I used to make a fool of these monsters by showing that I am interested in the biscuits. I used to sniff them, and pretend that I want them. How foolish these monsters can be. By the way, they call themselves humans.
I am Hachiko the dog, the dog who is thankfully not a human. I can bark little bit. I am learning to clear my throat. These humans make so much noise in so many frequencies that sometimes I faint trying to understand what they try to say to me. I try to imitate them, but all that comes out is bow-wow, but that sounds very cute, I can understand, as these humans start stroking my fur when I do bow-wow. If only they knew that even dogs can feel ticklish. These humans are fools.
I live in a small box. Luckily, these humans have expensive tastes so my box does not smell bad. Humans have also donated woolens and bowls to the ‘Help Hachiko Fund’, and someone has even kept a bottle of water (as if I am supposed to open the cap and drink water from it, don’t they realise that I do not bother doing petty mundane things such as opening bottles).
My fur is all glossy and black, and I have streaks of gold on my chest. I imagine I was a Roman warrior in my last life. When I sit in the royal pose, my chest increases by two inches, and I feel proud of my existence. But even Roman warriors need a bath, and these humans are only discussing about giving me the bath from the last two weeks. No bath yet!
Two kinds of humans, ones with short hair and ones with long hair give me so much attention that walking beside them all the time gives me immense amounts of prestige and self-esteem. Also they are not troubled by my presence at all. Sometimes though they come running after me as if my tail is on fire. I don’t have time to look at my tail then, but I like running around like that, following or being followed.
This is the best time of my life and I always hope that it remains like this all the time. Only sometimes humans are rude to me and I cannot understand. Once, I was given boiled egg. I don’t like boiled egg, so I didn’t have it. So they gave me raw egg, and I still don’t like it. I like milk though, very much, and a brown milky liquid which gives me a high and I feel like writing poems afterwards. Once I was given chicken salami, but it was very salty, and once I was given chicken fry, and I shall remember that night, and that chicken fry for the rest of the life.
Most of my time is spent in experimenting with new kinds of food. Everybody is so intent on feeding me. As a result, I have practically no other work, and I often get bored with biscuits and bread. Then suddenly one day my prayers were answered. A human gave me a piece of chicken fry. It was so delicious, sweet and salty and I kept salivating after that. Just one piece? I wanted more, I had to have more, I knew it was meant to be, what was happening. So I followed the long-haired human and made cute face and played hide and seek with other human who tried to shoo me away. Long-haired human gave me more! It was the happiest day in the end of the world. If I die, I dream of dying with chicken fry in my teeth. My standards have been raised. Now I am an elite dog. I might be disappointed with everything else now, but I will always know the best that can be. It will forever remain in my memory.
Such are the colorful events of my little life that my eyes swell up in tears as I relate them to you. I hope you will like me and forever think good of me, and give me good food to eat and also chicken fry. In return, I promise to forever do cute face and wag my tail (even if you think it has caught fire), and follow you everywhere raising your esteem and my own self-esteem in the process.
Humans ask me, but I don’t know the meaning of my name. But I see they like my name, and like calling me by it to feed me, and they feed me all time.
I like to make friends and recently I have opened a facebook account. Send me friend request.

 (on behalf of Hachiko Thomas)

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