There definitely is a territorial war going on on Lake Road – or – in Sri Lankan parlance – an ‘eelam‘ war as it is a battle to claim the Northern and Southern ends of Lake Road.
The main defender of territorial rights is Smokey Rasquinho, with backing and full support of FFF (fearless freedom fighter) aide and body guard, ‘Kella’
The usurpers who are trying to take over territory, staking a claim to the North of Lake Road are
(a) Whitey who lives somewhere around 1st Lane – re-christened Musso or Mussolini because of his belligerent war mongering attitude.
(b) Spotted White dog from 2nd Lane aka Deven-iyaa (meaning No. 2 both in address and in rank)
(c) White Mongrel who roams all over and wants entire area for himself. He has been known attack humans with sniper bites – you have to be quick to pick up a hand grenades if you see him around. Let’s call him Luna for I don’t want to offend him with ‘Lunatic’ as he really is unstable and unpredictable.
(d) Deceptively innocent looking Brownie – renamed Snitch from today: story below.
The bystanders who sometimes get involved in the fray and who themselves claim rights of access whenever they choose to promenade :
- Maggie – very obedient to her Commander General. A terrorist when he is not around
- Bambi, Labrador – totally controls Private Piyadasa who is dragged wherever she goes. Sometimes he just gives up on their private tug of war and she then bounds and leaps onto anything – including Smokey – snapping his leash and scaring the daylights out of him; but that is another story.
- Dalmy the Dalmation – peaceable fellow as long as no one disturbs him
- Scruffy – little terrier with a bark 50 times bigger than his size who thinks he is an Alsatian. He is one of those toy dogs you can carry around.
- Ahinsaka (innocent) – a Brown Labrador; Kella, who has replaced peace-loving Monster resents her promenading on Lake Road.
So many tails – sorry tales, of the War of Paws on Lake Road. Today’s tale is how Snitch earned her name.
I was late so Usurpers were out in full force when we stepped out at 7.15 today. It is an unwritten treaty that whoever leaves the bedroom first gets to claim Lake Road for the day. This is prime land. You get a (sleeping) dog’s view of traffic, persons walking, tradesmen, and all the ‘goings on’ which you do not get on the bi-lanes and alleys.
I however support Smokey’s claim that Usurpers should stick to their bi-lanes and leave Lake Road to the legal residents … but who can explain this to Usurpers?
So the battle starts each morning as every paw wants to claim prime land for lolling and lazing till noon.
We had got into the habit of going out late because I did not want to exert nor involve myself in the war – but then Usurpers started claiming territory so vehemently that Smokey could not even get close to the North. I realised that I, his Commander in Chief, had turned tail and gone into retreat mode betraying his cause. So now we try to step out at dawn in an effort to reclaim territory. He is first off the block with the pmail, (a descriptive term I learnt from a fellow blogger though I can’t recollect who ?) stamps his mark and we return.
But we got late today.
Noticing Usurpers around, I did a quick ‘reccy’ to assess what battles needed to be fought. Timid Brownie was around, and also Musso – very much outside his home base and approaching aggressively. I stood my ground and called Bodyguard to go on ahead. ‘Kella’ went running with her tail wagging and she and Whitey did- what looked to me like some nuzzling. I thought oh Lord she is now sleeping with the enemy. 🙁 Smokey too got on full alert. Kella and Whitey continue to nuzzle. ‘Traitor’ I said to myself. However a few minutes later Musso turned tail and calmly went away … back to 1st Lane. Oh! misjudged you. Good girl Kella … negotiation at its best?
We continued North. The one woman Bodyguard Battalion went ahead clearing the way. Timid Brownie was easy to dispose of. She retreated in a hurry, surrendering in crouched position near 1st Lane. I noticed she started making ‘funny sounds’ – not barking nor whining, just odd sounds when we passed by. “Hellow Lady … you want something you can’t handle?🙄” I ignored her and moved past 1st Lane. Her ‘sound’ changed to a bark – a serious sounding bark so I looked back to see what was going on. Fortunately I did. Musso was approaching at full speed for an assault from the rear. Timid Brownie had ‘snitched’ with that funny sound she made and Musso was back in the fray.
Fortunately I was armed with a long white bayonet and ready for him. I waved it ferociously, shouting to him to get away, and bent as if to pick up a hand grenade. He retreated to his bunker in the bi-lane.
Small victory for Smokey and Fearless Freedom Fighter aka Kella. At least for today all is quiet on the Northern front.
And Timid Browny got renamed – SNITCH.