Coming off a week where the Philadelphia Eagles signed Michael Vick, the former Atlanta Falcons quarterback convicted for running a dogfighting operation, I found the following New York Times article particularly timely.

In matrimony-mad India, where marriage is the central event of a lifetime, these posters could easily be for lovelorn, small-town bachelors, pasted up by anxious parents seeking a bride. But the suitable girl these single fellows seek is of the furry, four-footed variety. Finding one, though, is not easy. “I have been searching for months, but no luck,” said Kunal Shingla, who is looking for a mate for Foster, his 2-year-old basset hound.

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Great, I knew matrimonials were going to the dogs.

I have to wonder about this sentence though, “This being India, everyone also wants his or her dog to have a mate.” And this one. “Unlike backyard Indian mutts of old, these dogs, like the pampered pets of affluent Westerners, are part of the family.” My grandparents speak fondly of the dogs they grew up with as children. Surely having a canine as a treasured part of the family isn’t new to the South Asian subcontinent?