ID | #1505465980 |
Added | Fri, 15/09/2017 |
Author | July N. |
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This story happened with my grandfather. He was born in the village, there lived all the time. It so happened that in his old age he was left alone, but to leave the village will not like, could not leave his house.
Once, descending the steps, he heard a quiet whining. Looking under the porch, saw a small dog. The animal was covered in blood. Where it came from (and quite similar to the local mongrels) and what happened to him, nobody knew. Grandfather took pity on him, fed, treated and left at home, calling a Friend. Over time, the wounds healed, the dog cheered up, sometimes worn around the house, particularly loved to play with a ball made from old gloves.
I have lived a Friend of my grandfather about two years. But somehow in the spring, coming out of the house, the grandfather saw the Other still lying by the fence. The dog didn't eat or drink and died in a day. A neighbor of his grandfather, Baba Nura, which palmerini herbs treated, said his sudden death dog took some big trouble.
These words grandfather remembered in a month. Then may night, there was this terrible storm. Lightning lit up the attic of the house. The grandfather was fast asleep and didn't hear the house was filled with smoke. But suddenly in a dream he heard the insistent whining. Waking up, I felt something was wrong and ran out of the house, woke the neighbors. The world extinguished the fire. And only when it was over, he noticed that the hand grips an object - it was a ball, favorite toy Friend.
Svetlana Leonidovna KIRILLOV, Vologda
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