Friendship among people is beneficial, it has its charm and makes life so much easier. I said it before: friends are magic. True friends. And I still believe that.
But what about speechless friends? What about those great creatures, loving you unconditionally, no matter the circumstances you live in? What about those pure souls, ready to defend your honor at all cost and to happily greet you every single time when you come home? What about them? What about all those times they want to do nothing else but keep your feet warm and lay their heads on you? What about your bright days in the companionship of such trust?
I had a few dogs in my life. (Currently I have a fish Well, the 3rd fish…) You know kids… They would suffocate the poor thing with their games; Oh, and just imagine all the mess there would be with 2 kids and a furry friend in it… No, no, no… (I’d better go feed that fish)… But, God, I am a dog lover. Cats and hamsters are cute also, but dogs are… Love!
Yesterday, while having my noon “beauty sleep”, I had a weird short dream… About a dog I had when I was 10 years old. A caniche, with profound dark brown eyes, a beautiful black curly fur I would spend minutes and minutes caressing and a golden heart. She would watch over us like a warrior, still be soft as a plush toy with kids. She lived for 17 years, a great lifetime for a dog… She died when I was away from home, at my grandparents, for summer holidays. You can imagine the grief I felt when learning the news about her absence on Earth.
My short dream finished as sudden as the news came when I was young. And I woke up with a tear in my eye. That is when I realized how much I care for and miss a precious little 4-paws buddy. So, on my list of goals, a place found its owner. One day, to be a dream come true… Maybe there will be my childhood fearless friend’s soul, in another body… I know I’ll feel it…