Canine matrimony

Cookie and I had plonked ourselves down in the car after her morning walk when an autorickshaw stopped nearby.
“Hei female beagle aahe na? (This is a female beagle, isn’t it?)” the driver asked me in the local language Marathi, his eyes constantly on my pet.
I replied in the affirmative.
He asked her name and then: “Pilu zhale ka? (Has she delivered pups?).
I said no.
He then enquired about her age and before I could reply, fished out a mobile from his shirt pocket.
Scroll, scroll, scroll and a warm smile.
“Maaza beagle Oreo. Ha teen varshacha aahey (My beagle Oreo. He is three years old).”
The proud dad revealed that they had named him after the popular biscuit brand.
Then came the proposal: “Apun Cookie aani Oreo chi shaadi karu ka? (Shall we get Cookie and Oreo married?}”
I once again said no, a bit harsher this time.
No problem Sir, he said and started to drive off but not before revealing his home location, in case I changed my mind:
“Mi Shivai Nagar la rahato. (I stay in Shivai Nagar).”