Itching After Gallblader

I found a cold December morning: I looked and realized that it was lying on his back to be caressed, a gesture who later repeated many times. He was there, a foxy bastard, hungry and dirty, long snout, golden eyes and tail moving. So I decided that would come with us. In his bed he spent a few nights of wood tied, barking. Then, the winter cold has played in his favor, we let her sleep at home.

We gave her a name, Tilly.

Always hungry, food and affection, he loved us right away, but realized that to stay with us would give up his freedom, and now has learned to obey. Born to run, suddenly left with just one click takes off her leash. Escaped, but returned after a few hours: I remember one night it rained, my despair, and his eyes filled with fear when the door opened, was there, soaking water, in the pouring rain.

Only once we have looked for hours, calling it to come back (later the vet would tell us that would come her puppies). Since then she has not tried to escape but every now and then, looking at her, I saw fields and horizons lost in his gaze away. Do not forget and is still struggling with his desire for freedom: one night, locked in a room in an attempt to open the door, the handle was colored red with the blood came out of the legs.

The memories come alone, writing.

words help define the contours of our memory: the hot summer afternoons, the ants on the floor in the rough, the games with our youngest daughter, a sudden leap to catch a butterfly, silent stillness in front of a pack of wild dogs in the park, its close to our small footprints in the snow, the days spent waiting for the muzzle resting on my legs for hours in the winter evening.

One spring day, the front door, we noticed his sudden thinness: a few months after he left us. When we saw that we were finally wrapped in a warm blanket in her arms and crying, we have together - caressing and talking - to its end, without pain and cradled our words of affection. The night before we had given his favorite food.

I imagine running, free, Tilly.

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