The Puppy-Dog Eyes Mutation

My bro and sister went to the same veterinary
college. Every morning she would wake up early in the morning, prepare soup and
sandwiches and take them to the class to give it to my brother
. Yeah, he was
the envy of the whole class. My brother would in return give him blood and goof
stained lab coat to her for washing. Brother!!! *rolls eyes* 
Being the youngest, my brother was and is
still the pampered of all. But for years
he had fought against what he called β€œdiscrimination at home”. You see if I or my sister needed anything,
we would just go to dad, make puppy dog eyes and say pleaaassseeeeee in a long
‘cutest’ manner. That was all required to melt his heart. Dads just can’t say
no to their darling daughters, can they?

But if bro asked for something he was
interrogated with all the
β€œwhat why who whom where” questions. Ahh poor he πŸ˜› He tried our
method too, but it only resulted in an expression that clearly said
– What the frack is wrong with him!!
Infact when he went home after he passed out of Academy, he was assigned the task of painting the roof πŸ˜› 


 
My brother has a puppy dog look too, which
he learned from all the years with our dogs. But I classify that as his Bhikari
(beggar) look. Nevertheless, it has quite an effect on both the sisters. He
knows he could get his younger sister cook a feast with roast chicken and
pulao  and the elder sister to share half
of her peanut salary just by making that look. Ahh brothers!! God gave them the
quality to melt their sister
’s heart into one gooey
pulp.
{In the picture, is my previous neighbor’s pup Sunny}

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