Un caine ca oricare altul , ne este tovaras de joaca in copilarie , paznic al casei la maturitate sau ultima reduta in calea singuratatii la batranete.
Pe fiecare treapta a vietii noastre il privim in ochi ca intr-o oglinda a sufletului si vedem in ei zburdalnicia fara griji , apasarea greutatilor sau melancolia ultimilor pasi .
Putem oare gasi o clipa in care sa vedem si acea licarire discreta , acel strigat de ajutor fara cuvinte , inainte ca suferinta sa-si arate chipul monstruos ?
Raspunsul sa fie cel spus din vechime : vanare de vant ?
Cata vreme voi mai intalni oameni care se indarjesc sa creada ca nu, voi mai spera si eu .
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Oh...poor him.What's happend to him? Sorry I don't understand your fonts.
Greetings from Istanbul :-))
p.s.I love cat
Hello dear friend from Istanbul .
I am really surprised to see that people from abroad come across my blog .Since installing the counter a few days ago I realized I have visitors from different contries and that makes me consider the possibility of posting an English version of the blog.
As for the poor old chap in those pictures he is just another stray with a serious problem , but he is now under medical attention and we hope he will recover .
I also love cats but my dogs don't .
Thank again for visiting.
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