Tails of devotion ...12.12.2024

 As I strolled around the lake, I often saw a small, dwarf-like black dog roaming freely. Its unwavering loyalty and attachment to one of the security personnel struck me deeply. The dog would follow its companion everywhere, tail wagging excitedly as it kept pace.

One fascinating sight was when the security person drove his motorbike around the lake. The little black dog would trot alongside, effortlessly keeping up with the bike's speed.

But one day, I was told the dog wasn't from around there. When I asked about its whereabouts, the response shook me: "It was bitten by a snake." My heart sank, and I felt a deep sense of loss.

Fortunately, I later learned the dog had recovered. The relief was immense, and I was grateful to see the little dog back to its old self.

Recently, I stumbled upon three adorable puppies near the watchman's shed. They belonged to the little black dog, which was a female. I admired the puppies' charm and told the security, "These puppies should grow up to be as loyal as their mother.

As I watched the puppies, I felt a strong urge to take one home. All males, they were already showing signs of their mother's spirited nature. However, memories of my past experiences with pets flooded back, and I restrained myself, knowing the potential pain.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I walked away, leaving the puppies and their mother to their new life.

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