When Mr Shabudin Emeti started up the engine of his truck early one recent Sunday morning for the round trip from his home in the market town of Mapusa to Panjim city he was oblivious to the secret stowaway he was taking along for the journey. He parked the vehicle in the city and was away on some business matter for only a few minutes, on his return some bystanders who'd witnessed him arrive alerted Shabudin that they could see a dog beneath the truck cowering and balanced on the fuel tank between the body underside and the driveshaft (or rear axle), and that the dog had been there when he arrived. Obviously the dog must have been there since his departure from Mapusa, he had probably climbed to a dry space to sit out the previous night's monsoon rain.
Shabudin was concerned as to the condition of the dog after the ordeal of the surprise treacherous excursion, had it sustained some horrific injury? Was it likely to be in an aggressive state? Could it be sick and dangerous? The only solution for the safety of all would be to seek help and luckily for Axle Shabudin knew of International Animal Rescue and Animal Tracks and decided to take his vehicle and its uninvited passenger to the rescue centre and seek their help.
With special caution trying to avoid any potholes that might jolt the suspension that was so close to Axle and could have crushed him, he drove at slow speed hoping not to inflict any further harm to the poor dog in his self-imposed precarious trap where he'd been positioned for at least 35km.
On arrival staff at the centre at once prepared to remove and help the dog anticipating that he would most probably be badly injured. Gently Gokul IAR's kennel manager tried to coax the terrified animal to come out from his hiding place huddled amongst the mechanical components beneath the vehicle. But Axle was not about to come out easily, he was so terrified and traumatised from the ordeal and had no idea that these people were trying to help him. So Gokul had no option but to gently slip a catch pole loop around Axle's neck and slowly extricate him from his beneath the truck. Still fearful and in obvious shock Axle was taken to a kennel and examined for injury. Amazingly there was not a scratch on him, covered in oil and grime and wet from the monsoon puddles lying on the roads, but otherwise completely unscathed.
An amazed Shabudin returned home after giving IAR staff exact location details for Axle's return. Axle is not sterilised, so after he recovers from his exploit in the safety of the Animal Tracks kennels for a few days, he'll be operated, vaccinated then taken back to his home territory. Next time he's looking for a sheltered place to escape the rain for the night he'll no doubt choose a more fixed temporary abode that stays put in the morning.