Pet Boarding in Gurgaon
last updated 07th, Mar 2008,
Kennel clubs have it, and some vet clinics do too. But pet boarding at Kennel1 from the start sounded very exotic to me. First was the Hindustan Times article on it, that put it at par with five star treatment. Second, was the website itself, kennel1.net, designed well but looked too good to be true.
So when the first opportunity came to fly abroad, I was suspicious on putting Bruno at Kennel1. But lack of choices, and a curiosity over this flamboyant kennel, made me make the call.
The first response was positive. The owner asked me to get Xerox copies of the dog’s vaccination records with me for boarding Bruno. Charges are minimal at Rs. 250 per day. He even offered me a pickup from my place, but that came at a cost of Rs. 200.
But I wanted to see the place for myself. So I sought directions, packed Bruno’s bags, and started off on the Delhi-Jaipur highway.
My first doubt rose when the owner asked me to reach a certain Petrol Pump, where someone would meet me. I said, I wanted to reach the place myself. He was adamant. Someone would guide me.
Wasn’t there a landmark or something, I wondered? After a few twists and wrong turns, I finally made it to the Hero Honda Chowk petrol pump.
I was told to wait there before someone would come in 5 mins. 5 mins didn’t sound too long, but in the scorching sun, it seemed like 1 hour!!! I asked the Petrol Pump guys, if they knew Kennel1. They said “yes!” I asked for directions. One simply said, it is better to wait, I won’t be able to make it on my own. I was puzzled. What, no right, left, and then right even… ??? How far could the place be? Soon the guy arrived. I expected him to come on foot, or a bicycle, but surprisingly, he turned up in a Santro. Wasting no time, he asked me to follow him. We turned left from the petrol pump, went straight turned right, and then left and right… I could see industrial land give way to greenery. But then, all of a sudden, the Santro ahead of us, turned to a direction that didn’t have a road! It had been raining for a few days, so driving down pools of water of what didn’t even vaguely look like a road, just barren land, looked a bit worrisome to me. I almost made up my mind not to keep my dog at Kennel1.
Soon, we turned to a ‘road’ and surprisingly it was tarred. We arrived into an area that looked like farmhouses. We made it to a gate, and the santro honked.
What lay in front of us was a huge lawn, and at the end of the lawn, was a posh residence, full of about 20 dogs residing at the moment.
Three were playing outside, carefree! I loved the place immediately. I had kept Bruno leashed, the caretaker asked me to set it free.
Bruno ran towards the three other dogs playing, and the foursome started exchanging pleasantries. By the time I finished the formalities, Bruno was friends with them. And had forgotten that I existed!
I bid Bruno goodbye, which he didn’t reciprocate, or probably he didn’t even bother.
I drove back, relaxed, knowing that Bruno is bound to have a good time among his playmates. Returning a week later, I called up Kennel1. Bruno was at my door in 2 hours. He looked happy, and I promised, I will send him to Kennel1 at least once every two months, irrespective of whether I was home.