Ram Prasad, refreshing thread! Back home I used to take in strays ( dogs and cats) to my mom's chagrin but she was worse than me. One day, she found a sack with two kittens. Someone had put the kittens into the sack and thrown them on the road to be runover by traffic. My mom heard the mewling and brought them both back. One died of injuries and the other lived for a long time. One a happier note, I have a short, fat, round, rolly polly puppy with looooooooooooooooong hair and the sweetest disposition. He only chews house plants though. So, one day, I put chilly sauce on the leaves... but to no avail! He has increased his "hot chilly" tolerance, these days!