Today i went to feed the two remaining pups. I could not find the brown one so was prowling around. Then i saw a white leg and body inside the driveway where they often sun themselves. It has the same color and blotches as the one run over. It did not seem decomposed and I wondered how these people would allow a dead body to lie in their drive. After a while i could not hold myself, and walked into the driveway. There was a bandaged leg and a bandaged face. It was the run over one. I gave it some biscuits which it took. The others came over. Mother came and sniffed her (or him).
Then i walked back, and there was only one guard on the street. Normally the street has many drivers and guards standing around the big houses. This was the guard who had told me last week about this one being run over and surviving (the first time it was run over and survived). He told me that a lady on the next street (mine) who has a dog found him on the side of the road and took him to a hospital.
Later while going to get yoghurt, i saw a lady who lives across my house putting out her clothes on her balcony. She confirmed that she had taken the dog to Frendicoes (where i once took Chhota when he was badly bitten). She will be taking him everyday for dressings for four days. She said the pup was badly injured and mauled by a dog. She took him, he got a lot of injections. She then asked the people in that house if they could keep him as she already has a dog.
I continued then on my walk, but i've been so overwhelmed by this. O Mother, your grace your protection. I was wondering how you could save the pup once but let it die a week later. I just don't know how to thank you, Mother. I am just totally shaken.