Kali was not our pet. Her owners had most likely left her on her fate as they moved on. Kali came and sat at our door. We were out for a few days. As we returned, we found Kali sitting at our door step and enthusiastically wagging her tail. She was genuinely happy to see us. My mother gave her one sweet, sandesh, that was a prasad of mother Kali. Kali, the dog, ate it up eagerly and looked up
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